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i was just flattening out the last wrinkle in my bed, though i was more than sure that it would end up even worse later on. i heard a soft but distinct knock at my apartment door.

i turned toward the door, my heart skipping a beat as it often does on these particular days. i walked quietly toward the door, taking my time and stopping in front of the mirror beside the coat closet to do a final once-over of the outfit selected for me. not exactly sure that it would really qualify as an “outfit” – i was wearing merely a black lace teddy and a matching black thong which i received in the mail earlier that day.

knowing that there would be no other knock and that they would wait as long as it took, i spun around and checked myself out from the back. reaching for the door handle, i took a breath and smiled. as my apartment door slowly opened, i hid my body behind it, so all that was seen was my face. ken was standing there and behind him was the new man. i smiled and opened the door just enough for them to slip in.

ken must have tutored the new man well, because he knew enough not to try to steal any looks at me before he was supposed to. i followed behind the two as they walked, almost robotically, toward my just-made bed. they stood at the foot of the bed, waiting. i knew i could take as long as i wanted, they would wait. i came up behind the new man and placed my hands on his shoulders. i felt him shiver the slightest bit and smiled. i absolutely loved this game.

i slid my hands down his back and to his stomach. my smile grew a little wider as i felt his well-sculpted abs, losing my focus the slightest bit. as i regained my purpose, bursa anal yapan escort i started working on the new man’s belt, letting it drop to the floor after i slid it out of his belt loops. i glanced over to ken, who obediently stared straight ahead, though he knew how the game was played. my gaze shifted to his pants where his bulge grew ever-so-slightly. returning my eyes back to the new man, i unfastened the button of his jeans then unzipped them, allowing them to drop to the floor. i picked up each of his feet, one at a time, pulling the crumpled pile of denim away from where he stood. i slowly removed his button-down shirt and the tee he had on underneath. after pulling off his socks, i reached up to pull down his boxer-briefs, my favorite kind of underwear on men (ken undoubtedly told him), and felt a slight snag. i peered up and saw the new man’s stiffness holding on to the waistband of the underwear. i reached up and tugged them off and removed them from his ankles. now that he was completely in the buff, i walked over to ken and repeated the ritual.

when i was finished, i stood behind the men for a brief moment, looking at the manly way they conveyed their nervousness. i slipped in front of them onto the bed and waited. a brief moment passed and the new man just stared. it was his turn, all three of us knew, but the new ones always acted this way. snapping back into the game, the new man walked to the side of the bed and gently kissed my forehead – a very unique way to begin the game.

ken then made his move to the other side of the bed, now each of them kissed and licked bursa eskort various parts of my body. the new man lingered at my nipples as ken moved to his favorite spot – the wetness between my legs. as they took their fill of foreplay, i reached over to the new man and gently stroked his hardness. he sucked in a breath, but never stopped playing his part in our game. after the discussed time, ken and the new man both stopped and climbed onto the bed with me. i rolled onto my hands and knees as ken positioned himself behind me, and the new man in front. ken had taught him well – the veteran players always got to fuck me first.

after a few moments, i began to lick and suck on the new man’s cock and he placed his hand on the back of my head, guiding my movements to what he liked. ken took the cue and entered me from behind, slowly fitting his entirety inside me. i moaned quietly as the pleasure creeped up on me. the new man had already closed his eyes and began thrusting into my mouth, forcing me to take him deeper and deeper into my mouth and down my throat. luckily, a few months earlier ken had assisted me in practicing my deep throating technique.

as this was occurring, ken smacked my ass and fucked me from behind. each thrust brought me closer and closer to orgasm. both men stopped abruptly, and withdrew themselves from me, and i turned to face ken. i automatically took him into my mouth as the new man entered me from behind. i could tell from his sparatic thrusting that he was getting closer to cumming, but that just couldn’t happen yet.

ken took a fist of my hair and forced me to suck him faster. bursa escort kızlar i could tell by ken’s actions that he was putting on a show for the new man. i moaned as the thrusting from both ends got harder and faster. ken let go of my hair and began flicking my nipples. this was the sign to the new man that it was okay to finish. ken, however, was not allowed.

after a few more hard and deep thrusts, the new man came with a loud grunt, holding on to my hips as his seed squirted inside me. ken kept sliding himself in and out of my mouth while he watched the new man’s orgasm. after the new man withdrew, ken waited for me to change my position. the new man had laid on my bed and i began licking the cum off of him as ken plunged deep into my wetness. a few moments later, he also came with a grunt and collapsed onto the bed.

the new man took the cue and moved beside ken, they were now laying on the bed, resting against the headboard. i lay against the footboard and retreived a pillow from the floor, placing it behind my head. with my right hand, i reached between my legs and inserted a finger into my hole. i saw the new man’s eyes widen. apparently, ken neglected to tell him the last part of the game. as i worked myself, ken sat up onto his knees and motioned for the new man to follow.

i withdrew my hand and the two began licking and sucking my opening. ken reached over and began stroking the new man’s stiff-again cock. the new man took the cue and did the same to ken. all three of us were moaning loudly as i came with a shudder. the two men stopped working my hole, but kept stroking each other. by my surprise, ken came again, squirting on my left leg and foot. the new man positioned himself over me, ken still jerking him off. within a few more seconds, the new man came in a warm stream, all over my stomach and chest.

all three of us lay sprawled on my bed for a few long minutes, after which i stood up and moved to the shower. they will no doubt follow shortly…

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Eva knew she had to talk to them. She had been hiding away from Linda and Rebecca since they walked in on her group sex session with her male friends. The experience had opened up a new part of her sexual desires and she had become overwhelmed with a new urge – to get down on her knees in front of them and let her tongue devour their most intimate parts. It was the crude truth. The idea of licking her friends’ pussies had come to completely preoccupied her mind and she knew now that it wouldn’t go away. She wanted to open up to her female friends and talk about the slutty side that she had been discovering. This wasn’t all easy though, especially since she now had developed this urge to be a slut for them too.

She wasn’t all comfortable about this, but she knew that ignoring it wasn’t an option. It had made her distance herself even more from her friends. Weighing up the situation, she rationalized that the best way forward was to talk to them about what they had seen and then hopefully find a way to let them know what she now wanted. Besides, what’s the worst thing that could happen? Many years ago, Linda had come on to her and it really hadn’t been a big drama when Eva turned her down. They were good friends of hers. If they were to turn down her offer, it would no doubt be awkward and even painful, but they would all soon get over it. Rebecca would surely tease her about it for a long time to come, but Eva could take that.

She decided to call Linda.

“Hello?” Linda answered and Eva could hear the sound of traffic in the background.

“Hi Linda, it’s me.”

“Oh, hi Eva. I was hoping you would call me soon.”

Eva was happy to hear her friend’s voice. Linda had always been such a good friend and whatever happened, she knew it would stay that way.

“Yeah, sorry,” Eva replied, thinking that she didn’t really have a good excuse and decided to bend the truth a bit. “I just got kind of busy. You know, with work and things.”

She was sure Linda knew she wasn’t being all honest and she was thankful that her friend didn’t call her on it.

“So,” Linda continued. “Is everything OK?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Eva said, making her best to sound reassuring. “I was just hoping I could see you and Rebecca and…”

Eva paused for a second and then giggled nervously.

“You know – talk about the other night,” she continued.

Much to Eva’s relief, her friend chuckled slightly too. Eva was nervous that Linda would be judgmental about the activities with the guys and while this was clearly more of a polite laugh, Eva felt somewhat hopeful that her friend could perhaps at least think of the whole thing as a funny episode. That’s a good start.

“Yeah, I would love to Eva,” Linda replied. “I’m just on my way to the airport though.”

Eva now remembered that Linda had mentioned going away on a business trip.

“But if you need to talk, I’ll cancel the trip,” Linda continued with a concerned tone.

Eva smiled to herself, thinking that this was typical for Linda. She was always there for her.

“No, don’t worry about it,” Eva said. “I’m fine really. When will you be back?”

Linda told her that she would be back in a few days and after Eva reassured her that she really was fine and that there was no emergency, they made plans to catch up during the weekend. Eva then texted Rebecca to make sure she too would be available. Eager to talk to her friends, she thought briefly about meeting up with Rebecca earlier, but she figured it was best to talk to the both of them at the same time. She had picked up on a vibe that they might be having an affair and she didn’t want to complicate things by opening up to just one of them. She had been complicating things too much lately.

Rebecca wrote back straight away.

Hey you dirty girl! 😉

Love to catch up, need to get the gossip!

At least Rebecca already seemed to think the whole thing was mostly funny. Eva chuckled to herself, thinking that Rebecca was right. She really was a dirt girl – and she was proud of it. Would her friends allow her to be a dirty girl for them too?

She was bummed though that she couldn’t talk to them straight away. She knew that it would now keep her mind occupied for the week and she couldn’t afford another work disaster like she just had. Also, as much as she had loved the episode on the train, she knew she shouldn’t risk getting overwhelmed like that again. So to keep herself sane, she pleasured herself several times a day for the rest of the week, mostly fantasizing about Linda and Rebecca. To keep her head straight at work, she even had to take breaks and sneak into the bathroom to masturbate whenever the erotic thoughts started to distract her. She wasn’t sure she was exactly her normal smart self at work, but at least Maria, her boss and mentor, didn’t mention any more problems.

It seemed like every time she allowed herself to touch herself to the thoughts of being with her female friends, the idea bursa escort was further manifested. At one point she stood naked in front of a mirror and masturbated to her own image, thinking about how she would be seen through her friends eyes if they saw her in that position. Looking at her own pussy in the mirror, she wondered what her friends’ might look like. She visualized them naked, fantasizing about being allowed to taste their sweet sexes. She imagined herself on her knees with her face between one of her friends legs.

At the end of the week she was very eager to see them, feeling increasingly both nervous and excited. When Saturday finally arrived, they made plans to catch up in a park. Eva thought that meeting them on neutral ground sounded like a good idea. She also realized it was actually a very nice day outside and before getting in the shower, she laid out a pair of jeans shorts and a tank top. She decided a bra wouldn’t be necessary, half subconsciously hoping she could show off a bit to her friends. For the same reason, she trimmed her pubes in a narrower strip than normally during her shower. She slipped on a pair of black panties, and the feeling of the laze against her naked lips sent shivers through her body. She felt very naughty as she proceeded to get dressed.

She found her friends on a park bench in the shade. Eva thought to herself that Rebecca’s red hair made her easy to find. Always perfectly flowing, her curls contrasted beautifully against the white blouse she was wearing, and the short, bright green skirt made her even easier to spot. Linda was wearing a summer dress with red and yellow flower patterns on it and the two of them looked like a bright and colorful mix.

Her friends seemed to be chatting along but when they spotted her, they turned their attention to her and silently watched her approach. Eva had butterflies in her stomach, feeling increasingly nervous about how her friends would act towards her. Rebecca was waving at her and seemed to be amused to see her, whereas Linda observed her with a concerned, almost pitying look.

“Oh hi Eva,” Rebecca said, grinning widely. “Did you have fun at your birthday party?”

Eva blushed slightly at the blunt insinuation, but she knew this type of jokes was typical for Rebecca.

“Yeah, I suppose I did,” Eva replied, laughing nervously as she sat down in the grass in front of them.

Linda smiled too at Rebecca’s insinuation, but it was a much more reserved smile.

“So…” Eva said, looking mainly at Linda. She wasn’t sure what to say, and while she tried to act casual, she could feel her heart beating rapidly.

“So…,” Linda repeated, clearly also having trouble to find the right words.

There was a bit of an awkward silence before Rebecca broke it.

“Oh for fuck’s sake. Look, Linda here,” she said, holding out her hand to point at her brunette friend beside her, “she is worried that you perhaps were tricked into doing something you might not really have wanted and now regret. I told her that obviously wasn’t the case, but can you please just tell her she doesn’t have to worry so we can move the fuck on? I for one want to hear all the dirty details.”

Rebecca could be very straight to point like this. Sometimes Eva thought she was borderline insensitive and rude, but now she was very thankful that her redhead friend took charge and moved things along. She was also glad that at least Rebecca didn’t seem to judge her for what she had seen. She was more worried about Linda though.

“Of course I wasn’t tricked into it,” Eva said with a confidence that surprised herself. She knew Linda was just looking out for her, but she couldn’t help feeling a bit mad about the idea that she had been taken advantage off. The guys would never do that and Eva felt she had to defend their honor.

“Do you really think John, Eric or Daniel would do that?” she started and then went on to answer her own question, feeling increasingly aggravated. “Of course they wouldn’t. If anything, I took advantage of them. I made them fuck me because I really wanted to and it felt great. I’ve done it before and I damn well hope I’m going to do it again! It makes me feel amazing and I am not going to feel ashamed about it, OK?!”

Eva realized that she wasn’t just defending the guys, but also herself. Rebecca started laughing frantically at her little rant and Linda held up her hands in a gesture to show that she gave up.

“OK, OK! I believe you.”

Linda and Eva first remained silent as Rebecca continue to laugh but soon they too burst out laughing. It relieved the tension and Eva was again getting hopeful she could make Linda see things her way.

“Yeah, I’ve been telling her you really seemed to be enjoying yourself,” Rebecca said, her eyes running from laughing so hard. “I’m pretty sure we even saw you coming right there in front of us, right?”

Eva blushed, unprepared for this direct question.

“Yes, I did actually,” Eva said and felt a sudden escort bursa rush of excitement run through her body as she remembered her friends seeing her in that compromised position. She watched them with increasingly sultry eyes, both hoping and fearing that they could see the excitement growing inside her.

“What did you mean you took advantage of them?” Linda asked, now looking a bit more curious than concerned.

Eva actually wasn’t sure exactly why she had said that herself – it had just felt right during her little rant. She figured she could use it as a means to be a bit flirtatious.

“Well, you know. Who could resist all this?” she said confidently and wiggled her upper body, drawing attention to her perky little tits. Looking down she could see that the outline of her erect nipples were quite visible through the fabric of her top. Rebecca looked at Eva’s tits, chuckling and nodding her head.

“You go, girl!” she said in what appeared to be a mixture of mocking and honest encouragement.

Eva could see that Linda was looking at her tits too, but the brunette quickly diverted her eyes when Eva looked at her. Eva was pretty sure she could see Linda blushing slightly and she interpreted this as a sign that her friend was still secretly lusting for her body. She couldn’t be sure it wasn’t just her mind playing tricks on her, but she knew Linda at one point wanted her sexually and the thought that the ship hadn’t necessarily sailed filled her with a warm, erotic feeling of anticipation. Perhaps she could get what she wanted.

“So, it wasn’t the first time you were gangbanged, huh?” Rebecca asked, obviously curios to get some details.

Eva felt a jolt of excitement run through her body at her friend’s question. She had indeed been gangbanged and hearing Rebecca talking about it in those terms made Eva feel like she could start opening up about her slutty side. She blushed slightly, but she also felt confidence building inside her. She looked Rebecca directly in the eyes.

“No, it wasn’t the first time at all. Lately, I’ve…” Eva paused briefly and thought about how to put it. She decided to be brazen. “I’ve made them fuck me about once a month.”

Eva even subtly gasped at her own sentence. It was such an exciting feeling of liberation to be able to start speaking openly about her experiences. Rebecca grinned at her, amused to hear her friend speak in the same direct manner as herself. Linda on the other hand shook her head in disbelief, but Eva was pleased that at least her friend didn’t react particularly negatively.

“So are you like dating anyone of them now?” Rebecca continued her questioning.

“Yeah,” Linda added on. “Is this like a fantasy for your boyfriend or something? I heard some guys are in to this sort of thing.”

Eva sighed at Linda’s remark. Obviously Linda still had a hard time grasping that it was all happening on Eva’s own terms.

“Well Linda, I’m sure they all are in to it” Eva said, trying her best not to sound condescending. “Otherwise they wouldn’t do it, right? But for your information, I’m always the one initiating it. I let them know that I want them to fuck me, and so far they have all been up for it every time. You have to get over the idea that I would do this for any other reason than my own, OK?”

Eva paused, making an effort to not get worked up again.

“But no, I’m not dating anyone of them. I’m actually really happy about being single at the moment. Who got time for a serious relationship, right?”

Eva thought she could see her friends exchanging glances. She wasn’t sure what to make of it though.

“Then again,” she continued with a smirk on her face. “I guess you could say I’m dating all of them. I just cram all the dating into one evening. One really hot evening.”

Even Linda giggled at this.

“So you just tell them you want them to come over and fuck you?” Rebecca asked.

“Sometimes, but it varies. Sometimes I make plans for them to come over. It’s like a date night, I guess. Other times I just make them follow me home after a night out. And then there are times when we just have to wait until the other guest leave, but that apparently can be risky, if you know what I mean.”

The girls all laughed.

“Maybe lock the door next time?” Linda said.

“Well, unless you want to get caught, that is,” Rebecca added.

It was clear that the kick Eva had got from them seeing her hadn’t been lost on Rebecca. Eva felt slightly humiliated by her friend calling her on it, but also excited. Perhaps Rebecca would eventually allow her to expose herself even further. The redhead seamed to get excited by Eva’s stories so she figured the best thing would be to continue sharing her experiences with the guys.

“I guess the only rule is that it has to be all three of them. Like I said, I guess I’m kind of dating all of them. A girl can get used to the attention of three men at once.”

“I bet you can,” Rebecca responded bursa escort bayan and Eva was sure she could see some excitement in her green eyes. “Then what do you do?”

“Sometimes I strip in front of them, other times they undress me. I must say I really love the feeling of being naked in front of all of them. I guess I’ve become a bit of an exhibitionist and it’s such a kick to have them desire me.”

Eva felt proud of admitting to all of this, and she was pleased that both of her friends seemed to be looking her up and down now. She interpreted this like they were imagining what she might look like when she was all exposed in front of the guys. Feeling bit brave, Eva pushed her chest out as a subtle invite for them to keep looking. Rebecca gave her a knowing smirk and Eva once more got the feeling she was on to her. Linda again blushed when Eva looked back at her and diverted her eyes. It was obvious for Eva that Linda was desiring her and she thought it was cute that her friend was trying to be discreet about it. She felt that this lust for her petite body gave her some power, much like it did with the guys.

As if trying to divert attention from herself, Linda cleared her throat and continued to interrogate Eva.

“So, you say that you do all this on your own terms, right?”

“Yes, I most certainly do,” Eva replied patiently.

“But when we accidentally walked in on you, I heard you calling yourself a slut,” Linda continued. “Do you think of yourself as a slut?”

“Well, yes I do actually,” Eva said and looked confidently straight into Linda’s questioning eyes. “It certainly isn’t all I am, but sometimes I really am a slut Linda – and I love it. It feels great to be able to live out this side of me. I know it might be hard for you to understand, but I really wish you would just accept it, OK?”

It felt great to talk about this with the girls and Eva was making herself more and more excited as she carried on.

“When I’m with them, they sure make feel like I am their little slut, but only when I want to be. They are really respectful about it and make me feel amazing. It’s like I’m their slut queen!”

Linda and Rebecca both stared at her with open mouths, clearly somewhat shocked from hearing their little friend talk this way about herself. Still, Eva was sure she could see lust in their eyes too. She was tempted to go on and tell them about the best part of it all, which to Eva was when they covered her face with cum. She however decided to hold off with that part. She felt that she was perhaps getting Linda to see things her way and she didn’t want to scare her off by telling her everything. Also, it was just such a rush to finally be able to talk about her slutty activities with the girls and she kind of wanted to savor this feeling. By giving them a little at the time, she figured she could get more kicks out of it. She knew she would have to tell them eventually, but not just yet.

“I know you worry Linda, but the guys treat me really well, both during our sessions and afterward. That’s the great thing about doing it with friends you can trust. I can allow close friends to treat me like a little slut when I want to, and still know they will treat me with respect after.”

Eva hoped that the girls would perceive it as an invite. If they wanted to, she would definitely allow them to treat her as a slut too. She could see that Rebecca raised an eyebrow, again indicating that the redhead was picking up on Eva’s hints, but Linda seemed oblivious to it all.

“I suppose you know what you’re doing,” Linda said. “But don’t you think it’s at least a bit more complicated than that? You know, you as a woman wanting to be a slut for a group of men?”

“But I’m not a slut for men, Linda. I am a slut for those that I chose to be a slut for. The fact that they are men has got nothing to do with it.”

This wasn’t completely true. She did love the attention of men and she particularly loved the special feeling that she got when they showed their desire by shooting their cum on her slutty little face. But now she really desired to let out that slut before her female friends too and she was hoping Linda would pick up on this invite. The brunette did look at her curiously but she didn’t push it further.

Eva started thinking that perhaps Linda didn’t make any advances because she and Rebecca were involved. It was also possible she had read the signs all wrong, and Rebecca might not even be into the idea of sex with women. She figured that if there was any chance of her getting what she wanted, she had to find out about that first.

“Can I ask you guys a question,” Eva started and continued before she got a reply. “Last weekend, when you guys left, you said something along the lines of the two of you having a party of your own. What was that about?”

“Well Eva,” Rebecca started, “since you’ve been so open with us, I think we should be honest with you too. Right Linda?”

“Right,” Linda responded, not exactly sounding thrilled about the change of subject.

“You’re not the only one who’s been having wild sex,” Rebecca said and looked rather flirtatiously at Eva. “Linda and I occasionally get together…”

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This takes place after “Wanda Takes A Call And A Shower”

Wanda was finding herself daydreaming more and more about Violence. She had been with a boxer for years now. She had first been attracted to her boyfriend Julio “Julie” Duran when he had defended her. Julie was undoubtedly attracted to Wanda when he stood up to her, but that wasn’t why he did it. He had been raised with a combination of southern chivalry and a Latin code of honor that didn’t allow him to sit by while a woman was harassed. She hadn’t really paid much thought to Julie’s boxing. Amateur boxing was fairly boring. It was more of a slap fight than a real fight. Ten quick taps scored more points than a devastating chopping blow that sent opponents to the mat. Julie didn’t expect Wanda to attend many of his matches. He understood the tedium of waiting for several hours to watch a three-minute fight. Julie’s father who was training him would skip events.

It wasn’t until Wanda saw Julie really unload on a couple of guys that she realized how sexy being with a true warrior was. Sure she had loved Julie’s big muscles. But that was more of a status thing. She felt having a boyfriend built like that raised her standing among her peers at school. She had even thought of breaking it off with Julie when she went away to college. She still really liked Julie and maybe even loved him but believed there might be more to life than a boyfriend with big muscles.

Once she again found herself victim to a group of predatory guys. She quickly saw the value of a guy like Julie. When Julie boxed he had a certain amount of respect for his opponent. They were both athletes who trained hard to compete. Julie was putting his skill and will against the other fighter. He was trying to win. His goal wasn’t to hurt the other fighter. When Wanda was in danger and Julie came to her rescue it was different. He was trying to end Wanda’s attackers. The level of violence he inflicted was savage. He took three guys down in less than a minute and none of them would ever be the same. They were animals who would take anything they could get away with. Julie had dealt with them in a primal manner. Then in county lockup when faced with a real top dog shank artist killer, Julie again responded with over the top force that left a would-be apex predator crumpled in a heap.

Wanda couldn’t help but be aroused by Julie’s massive strength. The way he handled himself was such a turn on. She couldn’t believe she had considered letting him go. He was always a capable and generous lover. Now Wanda was constantly at a heightened state of arousal around Julie. Where Julie used to reliably push Wanda to orgasm he now left her a frazzled mess of nerves when they made love.

Even more, Wanda found massive pleasure in the unleashing violence herself. She had been the recipient of a public and humiliating assault. As horrible as it was she had responded physically to those who had made her a victim. She had been powerless but had come back stronger for it. She had caused real damage to her attackers. Teeth had been knocked out tongues had been bitten off and testicles ruptured. Whatever had been taken from her she had gotten back in spades. She was a warrior herself. She could stand next to Julie in a fight.

The thing she had feared the most was how Julie would feel about her after the assault. She had felt used and degraded. She worried that Julie would think less of her when others had used her body for their pleasure. She was worried that Julie wouldn’t feel special for getting to experience her in ways no one else had. Julie completely shrugged it off. It had not affected him at all. He went right back to his usual ways of making love to Wanda like he was worshipping a goddess. In some strange way that they didn’t talk about Julie had kind of liked it. His sense of jealousy was intense, more intense than anything he had ever felt before. He had been tapping into that intensity in the gym. He was hitting harder and lifting more weight than ever before. It was like he had this reserve of power he could use. He would let the image of Wanda flash in his mind. Her breast in another mans pornhub hands. Bang! Cameras snapping pictures of Wanda’s tits. Boom! He had actually seen another man’s mouth on is woman’s nipple. He was ripping the heavy bag sideways at the thought.

Wanda wanted Julie to teach her how to box. He had shown her a few things like how to set her legs and twist her body to generate force. She had used it to great effect. Julie’s dad owned the gym so it was no problem as long as Julie kept up with his training first. Julie would give Wanda an egg timer and a list of exercises and bag work while he did his training. Afterward, he would put the pads on and teach Wanda technique after the rest of the fighter had gone home. Wanda would help Julie clean up the gym and close up.

Wanda was the only female in the gym. The fighters tried to be respectful of Julie and his dad. It was hard though. Wanda was sexy as hell as she got all sweaty. If she wore a loose t-shirt it would be clinging to her massive curves by the end of her workout. No matter what bra she wore there was no way to contain those massive titties. They would bounce all over the place. No red-blooded male could be expected to ignore the sight of Wanda bobbling around. Julie didn’t get upset about it. He understood he was constantly catching himself sneaking glances at Wanda too. He didn’t hold against his fellow boxers that they found themselves distracted by Wanda’s body.

A couple of nights before graduation Wanda had worn her sexiest bicycle shorts and a sports bra. Most of the fighters gave up trying to accomplish anything with Wanda bouncing around in such tight attire. She would be leaving for college in a month or so. When she was gone life could get back to normal in the gym. The fighters could get their training back on track. Hopefully, no one would suffer too bad in competition before Wanda left.

Julie and Wanda had the gym all to themselves. Julie worked Wanda hard. Julie had decided that today was the day he was going to go for a new record lift. He wanted to show off for Wanda. Julie grabbed the two one hundred forty pound dumbells off the rack. Julie slowly lumbered to the flat bench. He sat on the edge of the bench with the giant weights resting on his knees. He looked Wanda in her eyes for motivation. He tapped the weights together three times as part of his lifting ritual and layed back while quickly pressing his arms straight up. Julie lowered the weights slow and I control. He lowered his elbows till the were just past parallel with the floor. Julie exploded the weights back up. Spit flew from his mouth as he let out a primal scream. Julie paused halfway up. The lift was too much for him. The weights were getting the better of him. Julie closed his eyes. And pictured his entire class looking at Wanda’s naked tits. The weight launched up and slammed together with a loud clang. Julie rocked forward and sat up with the weights again.

Wanda was clearly impressed. There was only one set of dumbells heavier than the ones Julie had just hefted. Julie didn’t tell her what he did to get over the edge. As soon as Julie had reracked the dumbells Wanda ambushed him with a celebratory kiss.

She was stunned to find Julie quickly became rock hard as she pressed against him.

“What got into you?” Wanda asked.

“The question is what’s about to get into you?” Julie said spinning Wanda towards the shoulder press.

“Julie!” Wanda gasped as Julie bent her over the bench.

Wanda looked up and saw their reflection in the mirror in front of her. Julie’s large hands slipped under her sports bra. Wanda saw her sexy expression as Julie squeezed her soft tits.

“No wonder Julie is always looking into my eyes when he touches me.” Wanda thought as she saw how hot her expression was as Julie fondled her.

Julie pulled her top over her huge breasts. Wanda saw how perfect her tits looked hanging free. The aesthetic of her dark nips contrasting with her lighter breast skin was undeniably beautiful. Her tits were a swirl of circles inside circles. The way her breasts moved when Julie touched her had an almost water-like porno 92 quality. They would ripple out when Julie grasped and released them. Wanda was starting to understand why guys were so obsessed with her amazing rack.

Julie rested his head on Wanda’s shoulders. Wanda could see him looking at her reflection in the mirror. He was focused on her nips as he manipulated her firm tips. Wanda felt his erection resting in the crack of her ass. Wanda started grinding her big butt into his cock. Wanda watched his reaction in the mirror. Julie’s eyes rolled back in his head as waves of pleasure hit him from Wanda grinding her ass into his cock.

Julie slipped his thumbs into Wanda’s spandex shorts. He started working the tight material down her big ass. Wanda watched in the mirror as her pubic mound and tightly trimmed hair came into view. Wanda quickly spun around and stopped Julie in his tracks.

“Julie, you don’t have any rubbers on you,” she told him reluctantly, knowing Julie didn’t carry a wallet in his workout sweats.

“Damn, baby you are right,” he said.

“Well, we better put this fire out before it gets out of control.” She said.

“I am headed for the lockers to take a cold shower then,” Julie said clearly frustrated.

Julie burst through the door. His sweats were tented in the front from his boner. He quickly stripped off his clothes and got in one of the shower booths. The cold water had the desired effect and Julie’s erection quickly faded. Julie turned around to find a naked Wanda standing there.

“I thought maybe we could try something else if you don’t have any rubbers,” she said with her finger below her lips.

“Babe you know I don’t like that,” Julie said referring to his dislike of blow jobs.

“I just thought we could switch things up for once,” Wanda pouted.

“I could totally take care of you,” Julie said excitedly as he turned off the shower.

Wanda never understood Julie’s aversion to getting sucked off. Most of her girlfriends complained about their selfish boyfriends wanting head all the time. Julie had let her try it once for less than a minute and declared himself not a fan and never wanted to do it again.

“Well maybe I don’t like it when you work me over either,” Wanda said trying to sound convincing.

“You are a terrible liar Julie said as he pushed her down on the bench in the shower stall.

Julie sat next to her on the bench and started kissing her neck. He started gently started stroking her arms with his fingers, Julie eased slowly down her body with his mouth. his tongue trailed her collar bone and sent shivers down her spine. Wanda pressed Julie’s shoulders with her hands.

Julie zeroed in on Wanda’s left nipple. It felt amazing to Wanda but she knew it would take a lot of effort to get him off of her teat. Julie could be the most stubborn man in the world sometimes when it came to moving him off Wanda’s breasts once he got started. He was a fanatical worshiper of her chest. If she let him Julie would suck her nipples for hours at a time. One time Wanda actually tried to let Julie suckle her nipples till he got tired of it. He spent the whole day at her breast. Wanda was left chaffed and sore for days and Julie never let up.

Wanda pressed hard on Julie’s shoulders to move his attention south.

“Julie, you were the one who offered,” Wanda said the frustration growing in her voice at Julie delaying his promise to please her with his mouth.

Julie reluctantly moved off of her nip. He placed his elbows under Wanda’s knees and pulled her hips forward. He smiled as he went in for the sweet kill. He pecked kisses around Wanda’s flower. Wanda felt his lips quickly tap at her clitoris. I slight moan escaped her lips at the sensation of quick pressure on her button. Julie’ mouth opened around Wanda’s clit and the heat caused her lower body to buck. Julie tugged at her triangle. Wanda closed her eyes and focused her whole being on the heat on her pearl. She was boiling as Julie worked his magic on her pussy. she found herself quickly edging towards an imploding orgasm. She didn’t want to qiqitv porno cum so fast and eased her pelvis back from the pressure cooker of Julie’s mouth. Julie knew she wanted to go longer and relented and aloud Wanda recovery time.

Julie was catching his breath when a large cloth filled hand covered his mouth. He looked up and saw Wanda’s large fear filled eyes.

Julie hadn’t locked the door to the gym and an intruder had gotten in. Julie couldn’t see his attacker and Wanda had never seen the man before.

Britney and Ashley bought weed and extasy off of a Brazillian named Donny. Donny and his brother were breaking into the local drug scene. They had a set back recently when Donny’s brother took a charge for possession of Marijuana charge. Donny’s brother was more the muscle of the duo while Donny was the playboy who got pretty girls to introduce him to young kids looking to get high. He had targeted Britney and Ashley to hook him up with the players in their high school. They hadn’t really come through and Donny was about to do what he usually did when his targets couldn’t come through with the names of some kids looking to score big. When that happened Donny compensated himself for his wasted time by slipping his female targets a roofie and raping them. His propensity for rape had earned him the nickname Donny the Dick.

The only thing that had stopped him from ripping Britney and Ashley was the fact they went to school with Julie. Recently Julie had gotten into an altercation with Donny’s brother in county lockup. Julie had hurt Donny’s brother Benny pretty bad. He had given him a concussion and could have killed him. Donny was out for revenge and spared the girls of rape on the chance they could lead Donny to Julie.

Things couldn’t have worked out any better for Donny. Not only could the girls give Donny a line on Julie they had a whole crew of victims that would love to help Donny take Julie down. Britney and Ashley recruited Dillon and his gang of friends to assist. Dillon was like an evil genius when it came to revenge. Julie was going to pay and Benny and Donny were going to build a fearsome reputation of the retribution they would inflict if anyone dared cross them again.

The rag Donny pressed to Julie’s face was soaked in chloroform. Donny expected Julie to go right out when he applied it to Julie. Unfortunately for Donny, he had timed it badly and Julie had just gotten a full breath of fresh air when he clamped down with the rag. Benny had not told his brother how big and strong Julie was. Nor did Dillon’s crew. Of course, they had told him he was big they had undersold Julie’s physical prowess. Benny had attributed all his injuries to the fact that he was hit with a sneak attack. The reality was Julie was a beast.

Julie was able to rise to his feet despite the chemicals pressed to his face. Donny was holding on to Julie’s head for dear life. Julie slammed backward into the wall. Donny was crushed hard into the tiles. Julie stepped forward and ripped his elbows back into Donny’s ribs. Donny was losing his struggle to hold on to Julie. At this point though Julie took a deep breath of chemicals. He dropped to his knees as the chloroform took effect.

Wanda was on Donny like a Jungle cat. She was digging into Donny’s eyes with her fingernails. Donny had blood pouring down his face as Wanda was trying to get her finger into his eye socket. Donny realized he was about to be permanently maimed. He still was more afraid of Julie getting back to his feet. Just in time, Julie flattened to the ground.

Donny had no time to spare as Wanda was raining blows on him. He quickly Jammed the rag into Wanda’s face. Wanda went down without much resistance after she had gotten dosed with chemicals. Donny was a bloody mess from Wanda’s counter-attack and his sides hurt from the shots Julie had got in before he went down. Dillon and his crew entered the locker room. They saw the mess Julie and Wanda had made of this real deal gangster and were glad they had sat out the attack. They quickly dressed Julie and Wanda and bound them with construction zip ties. Donny had planned on ripping Wanda open when he had subdued Julie but was left dazed at the viciousness that they had defended themselves with. Donny was genuinely afraid Julie was going to wake up and break his restraints.

Julie and Wanda were loaded into a van in the parking lot.

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I did it. I finally posted the ad on the gym’s bulletin board. I can’t believe I’ve sunk to this level. If, I didn’t hate exercising so much, this wouldn’t even be necessary. Talk about pathetic desperation! Moving thru the gym equipment, I make my way towards my date; the treadmill. Everywhere I look is firm, toned, tanned bodies. Everywhere, except here. And, as I step onto and start the treadmill, I feel as if every eye in the room is on me. Well, on my jiggling fat anyway. Defensively, I look around the room at all the different fit women, and can’t help compare them to myself when I was younger and prettier than most of them. But, I’m not anymore and probably never will be again.

After forty-five minutes of humiliation and sweat, I step off and head to the stair stepper, where the humiliation just gets worse. Placing my feet upon the steps. I punch in my program and start climbing. Looking around, I catch people looking at me, different men staring at my huge boobs and I can’t even bring myself to glare back, after all, I did this to myself; thinking back to the fat people I crossed on the street; staring pityingly, and wondering what happened to them that they became that way and now the stares are aimed at me.

Oh, well. Let them look. I’ve got a great view too, of all the masculine muscle flexing and sweating before my eyes. Although, I’ll never get to touch, at least I can look. Ha! If they even had a glimpse into my perverted thoughts they’d probably run like hell.

One minute to go and I can get out of here. As the machine slows to a stop, I step down. Another day of dreaded exercise behind me, and hd porno a lifetime to go!

I’ve been getting my daily dose of humiliation for the past three months and I still don’t see any difference!

I grab my purse out of the locker and head for the exit door.

“Excuse me, miss” a deep voice says before I could make my escape.

Looking over my shoulder, I see one hunk of a man, more than six feet of solid muscle with blue eyes and dark hair reaching to grasp my arm.

Stopping and half turning towards him, I hesitantly say, “yes, what can I help you with?”

“Perhaps, I can help you”, he says with a wide smile. He latches onto my arm, pulling me off to the side of the room, leans in towards me, lowers his voice, and says, “I saw you place the ad on the bulletin board, I would be happy to whip your ass into shape!”

Mortified speechless. I just stare blankly at him, my face turning ten shades of red before lowering my eyes.

Waiting patiently for my response; he puts his index finger under my chin lifting my face towards his, he looks into my eyes and says, “Well, would you like my help?”

“Yes.” I stutter.

Handing me his business card, he says, “Good.” I’ll call you this evening.

Stunned. I just stand there as he walks off. Staring at his retreating backside. Lord! What a backside it is.

Looking down at the business card, his name written in bold, black, block letters; Chase Chandler, Personal Trainer, with his phone number.

Pocketing the card, I exit the club, walking dazedly to my car. Replaying the encounter over and over in my head. I drive home on autopilot.

Entering through my front door, I drop my purse on japon porno the coffee table and kick my shoes into a corner, I unbutton my shirt and stroll into the kitchen for a glass of water. Good grief girl, get a hold of yourself, he just answered you’re ad, not made love to you! Sipping my water as I head towards the shower I ponder my encounter with Mr. Chandler, I can’t help but think about his remark. “Whip my ass into shape!” Surely, he meant figuratively speaking. Of course it was figurative, get your mind out of the gutter!

Removing my clothes I step into the shower the hot water sluices over my head, the steam relaxing my body. Working creamy, thick, shampoo thru my hair, rampant thoughts of sexy Mr. Chandler run through my mind. My shampoo covered hands glide down my heavy breasts, circling my light brown areola’s and gently, but firmly squeeze and pull my rubbery distended nipples sending streaks of sensations shooting down my body to my groin and into the core of my being. A small shiver runs down my back to my crotch. I plunge my head under the water, rinsing my hair. Shampoo and hot water flowing down my body, between my legs and over my pink, puffy, pussy lips.

I reach for the soft washcloth and almond scented soap. Working up a rich, foamy, lather, I gently rub the cloth in small soothing circles, on and around my neck. Dragging it down thru the valley of my breasts, raking my nipples as it travels over and under my big globes. Spreading open my slit with my slippery fingers I trail the cloth down in slow sensuous circles and over my tingly slit.

I lift my foot and place it on the edge of the tub, close my eyes and imagine hunky Mr. Chandler resting lezbiyen porno on the edge of the tub between my knees; looking into my eyes with a wickedly devilish smile. His hand firmly grasping my hip as the other holds the cloth and circles my hard swollen sensitive clit, sliding it thru my puffy pink petals, over my tight puckered rosebud, between my cheeks, over and around my hips; skating it smoothly along my legs and gently but firmly down my feet to my dainty red painted toes, cleaning and stroking each one in turn.

He grabs the showerhead, rinsing the soap from my body. His fingers pressing into my chest, pushing me against the shower stall, using his thumb and forefinger he exposes my clit, spraying it with the pulsing jet of water; causing my hips to jerk and thrust towards him.

Dropping the showerhead onto the floor of the tub. He leans in and latches his lips onto my throbbing clit, drawing it between his teeth, he flutters the tip of his tongue across it, quickly shoving his index and middle finger into my quivering pussy, pushing them in slowly, he tickles my cervix, draws them out, then presses in again, faster and faster he thrusts into my pussy. My mind and body overcome, lust whirls and churns through my entire being my pussy and thighs quiver and strain to hold me, are taut from the incredible tension. I gaze down upon him as he withdraws his mouth, stilling his thrusting fingers. He pinches my clit hard between his index finger and thumb. His fingers inside my pussy making a firm come-here motion, he looks into my eyes and intensely whispers, “Cum! Cum for me now.”

My body freezes, my head rolls back, my hips jerk as my pussy clamps down from the immense contractions it’s producing, trapping his fingers inside.

My mind fractures, floating on the waves of lust resonating through my body. I slide down the shower wall. Opening my eyes, I smile at the gently fading image of Mr. Chandler and wonder if he really will whip my ass…

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It’s one of those days, you know. Nothing pressing to do, nothing needing immediate attention, dog’s been walked, cat’s been fed, too cold to run, too wet to ski, no new book to delve into. So what happens? I watch as he moves around the house, doing various things that have no meaning, moving a pile of magazines from one end of the table to the other, running his fingers through his thick curls while he reads the paper, his new glasses still sliding slowly down his nose as he gazes downward.

He grins as he catches me watching him and makes some comment about how he’ll go in this week to get them tightened. My puzzled look back at him makes him realize I’m doing more than watching his movements. I’m having thoughts, THOSE thoughts, about his cock again. I’ve been obsessed with it lately…well always, but even more recently. I rise and wander to him, my hand immediately tracing down the slight bulge through his jeans, my eyes finding his as I push him back into a kitchen chair.

“Again, baby?” he teasingly asks. I nod just once as I undo his fly and tug him through his shorts. His fingers curl into my hair, resting there as I engulf him with my mouth, moaning already. I suck him slowly, moving back and forth just enough to bring him to complete erection. My hand curls around the base, stroking him as I remove my mouth from his thick head, my free hand cupping his scrotum and pressing it up, my tongue lapping around it. I feel him slide closer to the edge of the hard wood chair, his hips bobbing up and down, matching the rhythm of my stroking. He’ll last awhile this time, the memory of our early morning fuck still fresh in both of our minds.

I pull both swelling balls into my mouth, my tongue moving around them, between them, the pressure from my lips increasing as I hear those moans of his. I nip him lightly, just to hear him suck his breath in. My hand presses the underside of his cock against my cheek, letting it rub there, my mouth now at the base of his cock, sucking tightly, my tongue working hard against that spot. His fingers grip into my hair, holding it back so he can watch it all.

I become aware of the pressure against my knees, silently cursing myself for not picking altyazı porno out more cushioned flooring (is that available? remind me to check later). My brows crinkle slightly and he grins, knowing I’m uncomfortable, but will not relinquish the feast in my mouth until he makes me. My lips suck up the back of his cock and a split second before I swallow him again, he stops me, asking for me to just fuck him already, for god’s sake, get off the floor.

“Tell me how,” I say, smirking down at him as I rise, his fingers yanking my jeans open and shoving them down quickly. His tongue glides against my wet lips as I step out of them. I move to straddle him in this awkward chair but he stops me, and stands up, kicking his own jeans off. He reaches down and hands me the pile of clothes while his fingers find my hard nipples, and he twists them lightly as he backs me up the stairs.

I laugh out loud, knowing he’s imagining someone coming in and finding us there, those uninvited guests who we’ve told before to just come over and visit sometime. I almost stumble before we make it to the bedroom, but he catches me right before I fall against the door frame, pushing the clothes out of my arms onto the floor. By now, my thighs are drenched, my pussy is hungry, and his cock is red, thick, beautifully hard. He walks right by me and sits on the edge of the bed. I nearly jump on him, wanting to just knock him over and drive my cunt down hard onto him, but he holds me back and tells me to turn around. I do, of course, his hands pushing my thighs apart from behind as I descend down, his cock pushing between my cheeks. We just rub together for a few minutes, increasing our lust, my head back against his shoulder, his teeth catching against my skin as he kisses me. Then, he raises me up, just a little, and tells me to guide his cock in. I grip onto him, rubbing his thick head against my clit just before pushing him back, and gratefully, he releases me, his cock impaling me, in one deep hard push from both of us.

“I love this sight,” he moans in my ear, and I look back at him. He gestures in front of me with his head; I look to see our reflection, in the closet door mirror, amatör porno left open this morning. I see us: my legs hanging over his, his cock buried in my pussy, my clit swollen and red, his fingers kneading at my nipples. “Watch,” he says. “Let me make you scream,” he promises.

My hands cover his as he starts to push up into me, his cock glistening as it slides in and out. He works my nipples, rolling them until I moan, tightening his grip until I whimper. One stays at my left breast while his nails scrape down my belly. I see the red streaks appear on my pale skin, and I grind down into him, eager for his fingers to find my clit. “Stop it,” he admonishes me. He knows it’s hard for me not to fuck him back, not to work myself on his cock. Obviously, he does not care how hard it is, and stops moving completely until I settle down, reluctantly, impatiently. “Just watch.”

So I do, mainly due to the fact that I need to cum, & he wants me to watch as I cum. He starts again with my nipples, tugging them harder this time, twisting them with more force, ignoring me as I plead him to touch me more. My head drops back again, and he nudges it forward with his own, telling me to just watch, and be good. I grin at him in the mirror. Be good. Only he could say that to me.

My tits are bouncing now, and I can hear his shallow breath, his eyes averted away from the mirror. I know he’ll cum fast if he watches too long. I nearly yell out in glee as his hand drops to my clit, rubbing it tightly between his thumb and middle finger, rolling it as he pounds up into me. His index finger starts to tap at my exposed clit, his fingers now as wet as his cock. My cunt tightens around him, I hear him groan as I cum, already, so fast, so soon. I do nothing to stop this one. My hands are gripping onto his so tight that my fingernails are white with tension. But he doesn’t stop, he keeps it up, keeps rubbing at my clit, deeper now, a little faster as he fucks me.

My eyes are glued to the reflection, his cock ramming up into me, his fingers keeping up the pace. He moves closer to the edge of the bed, and starts to fuck me harder, making me cry out as his head bashes over and animasyon porno over into my cervix. The second orgasm is much more intense, my whole being shaking from deep within. I can barely breathe as he continues to stimulate my clit, and I slip into another, and another, my juices dripping off his balls, slow, thick drops. Still, I watch, holding as still as one can while taken over the edge so far. His fingers release my clit for moment, and his hands move to my inner thighs, lifting me off him completely. I’m always amazed at the strength in his arms.

I know what he wants. I reach down and find his slick cock. I hold it as he lowers me again, this time sending his prick into my ass, the tight hole straining for a second before the head pops through, making the both of us shudder and moan ridiculously loud. “Watch,” he says again. I’m continuously moaning now, his fingers again moving to my clit, only this time, he pushes three deep into my hungry opening, his thumb circling the sensitive nub. He fucks me gently now, sinking deep into me with each thrust, his fingers spreading and tightening within me as his cock moves in and nearly out. His left hand presses to my cheek, and guides me up and down his shaft. My eyes are burning now, I can feel tears dripping down my face, unable to blink. I am consumed with the image, his fingers busy in my pussy, his cock huge in my tight ass.

I can see the skin sliding against his shaft as he pushes me up. My own hands cover my tits, pinching my nipples. His teeth sink into my shoulder, and I know he’s close, his cock throbbing deep in me. “Cum again dammit,” he growls, his fingers ramming up into me. His thumb grinds against my clit, and I do, I cum so hard again, I would have fallen if he didn’t have such a tight grip on me. He raises his eyes. I watch as he pushes me up, one last time, and plunges my ass down onto him. I can feel him expanding, and I scream out, his cock stretching more than he ever has, his cum blasting into me. He fucks my pussy harder, working another orgasm out of me, my ass sucking him deep into me, our bodies bouncing together.

I shove his hand away from my cunt, and he feeds me his fingers, his cock still working inside of me. I can hear him grunt as he fills my ass, over and over, with lessening amounts of semen each time. I fall back against him again, and this time he holds me, he kisses me. He pulls me off him, and we climb back under the sheets, sleeping away the rest of the lazy day.

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Chapter 22.

In which our hero enjoys an afternoon delight.

It is Sunday afternoon and the last lap of the race has just started. Two of my teammates are behind me and we are in the lead group of twenty or so. Our sprinter is the last in line. My job is to keep us near but not at the front until we are within the last mile before the finish line. My legs are beyond burning as the pace of the race has been brutal. But we have a chance to win if we can stay with this group for this last lap. My legs feel numb, but there are still seven miles to go in the race, and then six, and five. Finally we are on the last mile and the real race begins. The other teams and riders weave back and forth with clear gaps in front of me opening and closing. My objective now is to accelerate through a gap so that the sprinter can be launched with a clear path to the finish line. But it must be the correct gap. Choose too early and we will be overtaken by others, too late and the sprinter won’t be able to accelerate fast enough to reach the line for the win. So I bide my time, allowing gaps to open and close, my two teammates locked on my wheel, trusting me implicitly. All I can see are male hips in front of me, all working frantically to pump on pedals. I wait until I judge the distance to the line at two hundred yards and give it everything I have, accelerating through a gap that has opened. We break free and I continue for another fifty yards when I pull off out of the way. My two teammates rocket by me and my job is over; I can coast to the finish, completely spent from the effort. It is impossible to see who actually wins in the confusion of weaving bikes and straining riders. But eventually I see a familiar jersey with arms raised high in a victory salute and know that we have won. Later over a beer we reprise the race, each of us contributing our perspective. I love my teammates and the sport of bicycle racing. It is great fun when we win and less fun when we do not. But it is always fun. And how else can one enjoy so much fun while at the same time enduring so much painful effort.

I finally get home, shower, have some food, and take a desperately needed nap. I expect Thad to arrive around six and so a well-deserved refresh is in order. As always after a tiring ride and some food, I quickly and easily fall asleep. I am fortunate today in that I am not plagued by leg cramps and I sleep soundly for two hours. I waken, groggy from the sleep and the effort, and hungry again. In my late twenties I have retained a skeletal bicycle racing physique, due principally to the calories burned and the starvation diet, both necessary to maintain the power to weight of elite riders. So my hunger is quenched by a chocolate flavored coffee and some fruit and the anticipation of what is to come tonight, several hours alone with Thad the magnificent, eighteen years old and tirelessly erect and full.

Thad arrives a few minutes early and we greet warmly. I am finishing my coffee and fruit and I describe my day and the bicycle race. My companion is interested and asks questions about the details of bicycle racing. He then tells me about his big game the day before. Alas they lost, Thad playing wide receiver and having little to do with the outcome, much to his dismay. But he is philosophical about both his role and the relative skills of his team. And of course he will soon leave behind high school with no expectation of a college sports career. I suggest that he consider taking up bicycle riding as both an excellent exercise and something that he may enjoy. We discuss the requirements in general terms and I offer my assistance in a getting started effort.

Soon enough I finish my refreshment and we have the evening before us. There is no point in coquetry and so I suggest that we retire to bed. Thad ascents immediately and as he turns, I see that my invitation is precisely what he had in mind, his arousal more than evident. We move to the bedroom and both of us undress. There is nothing that either of us has not seen and so this proceeds with little awkwardness. But each time I see him I am struck that he is even more breathtakingly beautiful than I remembered. And the current vision does not disappoint. I see that he is aroused as he undresses, more or less without embarrassment, and as he stands there in front of me fully erect I am almost speechless with admiration and desire. We are on opposite sides of the bed looking at each other and without words, we enter the bed together. This occasion and the leisure of several hours mean that there is no fear of an early completion spoiling the fun. In fact, my entire objective is to enjoy him to the fullest, and on this occasion that means his departure with completely empty balls.

We embrace with mutual erections between us, each stabbing the other in the belly. We spend some time touching, stroking, and caressing of limbs and hips. By more or less unspoken agreement, the cocks are off limits for the moment although clearly not forgotten as his probing against me makes his interest all too xnxx clear and my own remains in a similar state of arousal. The touching and cuddling do much to evaporate any tension or awkwardness and soon enough we both arrive at a state of relaxation. We are both hard and our cocks touch more than occasionally as we lay together. I reach my hand down can gather both of the organs, squeezing them together. The touch of my cock on his is electrifying and I clench as we rub. I feel Thad stiffen and jerk as the two cocks rub together. It is sublime to lie here like this with our two cocks rubbing together, my shaft rubbing on top of his, his on top of mine, and rolling them around each other. I glance at Thad and find him staring down at our cocks, mesmerized by the sight. And to be sure the vision and the sensation of the two cocks rubbing together is electrifying.

Thad moves his hand to our two cocks and displaces mine. He squeezes the cocks together and I thrust my hips, fucking my cock against his. He brings his other hand down and wraps both around our two cocks. We both thrust our hips, our cocks held in place by his hands, rubbing together. We both begin to lubricate and leak and as the juice gets smeared over our organs, the sensations become voluptuous. I slide my hand under his hip and at the same time roll on my back so that he is on top of me straddling my hips. I displace his hands with my own and wrap fingers around each of the shafts. I rub the cocks together, the sweet spot on mine caressing the underside of his shaft, lubricated by our leaking juice. I feel his cock stiffen while we rub together.

And to be sure, my own stiffens as it is difficult to see how this could be more pleasurable. I rub the hard cocks back and forth across each other, holding each shaft with my fingers. I am looking down at the two cocks rubbing, my breath almost taken away at the beauty of the vision; the two cocks rock hard, jutting out from our flat bellies, his balls laying on mine. I look up at him and his eyes are closed, the look on his face one of beatific ecstasy. I press the cock shafts together more firmly and rub them together, aided by the now abundant lubrication. Thad begins to shake, his hips trembling. I look up at him and his face is twitching, his approaching climax more than apparent. I tell him to tell me when he is going to cum, and at the same time, I rub our cocks together harder and faster. I look up at him and see the muscles in his face and neck working, the pleasure of all of this fully upon him. He is straddling my hips and so we are in close contact. I can feel him shaking with pleasure. His hips tremble and I hear him gasp that he is going to shoot. And at that instant I feel his organ give a great lurch and I see a blast of semen burst out of the tip of his cock and fly up in the air. The semen lands on my face and hair and my chest. This is followed immediately by a second powerful burst of semen. This also splashes on my face and chest. And then a third and fourth and fifth, each diminishing only very slightly in volume and force and each splashing on my face and chest. I wrap my hand around his cock shaft and pump vigorously on it to which Thad responds with a series of oh, oh, oh. Through the semen blotting my eyes, I watch his cock as I pump on it with my hand, a small puddle of semen forming on my belly under the head of his cock. Eventually his ejaculation ends and I am covered with his cum from my hips to the head of the bed.

I look up at him and his face is twitching in the aftermath of his great climax. To be sure, it was spectacular to watch, his beautiful organ spewing out powerful bursts of semen in great spasms. I reach up and wipe the semen out of my eyes. I press his cock against my belly and rub it in the semen on my skin. He murmurs in pleasure as I press down hard on the shaft, squeezing the last of the semen and pleasure from his organ. Eventually his shaking fully subsides and he rolls off of me, lying next to me on the bed on his side. I look down and see his full but no longer rigid organ pulsing. He is breathing hard from the great effort, the huge climax clearly taking a toll. I reach for a towel and attempt some measure of cleanup, wiping off the deposits of semen from my hair, face, chest, my hands, and my own cock, still firm and covered in his juice. I roll over on my side and face him. We embrace warmly and entangle arms and legs to increase body contact. His breathing gradually slows and eventually there are great exhalations of post climax bliss.

We are both still full, he apparently never deflating although he has lost the rigidity of his pre-climax erection. And I am hard as I have not climaxed. I would have done so had the cock rubbing continued for a few more minutes. He inquires and I relate this reassuring information to him. We lay closely locked together for some time, exchanging the odd question and answer but mostly just enjoying the intimacy of the moment, a pleasant change from the non-intimacy of my usual anonymous male sex engagements. I slide my hands over his shoulders brazzers and back and his ass cheeks. I marvel again at the beauty of his body, slim but with a strong musculature subtly evident under the smooth skin. My own cock is hard and pressed against his belly. I occasionally clench against him as I am fully aroused. Eventually he pushes back a bit to provide some space between us and moves his hand down, wrapping his fingers around my cock shaft. The touch of his fingers on my organ is wonderful and I murmur in pleasure as he grips my shaft.

He rolls me onto my back and moves his head down to rest on my chest. My cock is rock hard, just in front of his face. He teases my cock with his fingertips, watching it quiver in arousal. This goes on for some time, his leg draped over mine and his head resting on my chest watching my cock and the effects of his fingers and hand caressing and stroking. He slides his hand down between my legs and grips my balls, squeezing them and rolling them in his fingers. My abandoned cock jerks in the air as I clench. I watch as he lifts his head and I feel his lips on the head of my cock. He performs a long tender kiss of his lips on the lips of the tip of my cock. I strain my hips up as he licks the very tip of my cock, parting the delicate lips of the opening, stabbing with the tip of his tongue. I groan in pleasure and I am straining my cock as hard as I can. He slides his lips over the head and the sensation of warm velvet on my cock is overwhelming.

I moan and strain my hips for more. He holds me there, the head of my cock in his mouth. I remind myself that he is eighteen and that almost certainly; this is the first time that he has had a cock in his mouth. This is all new and experimental to him. But the sensations for me are voluptuous. He slides his lips slowly up and down, mostly on the head of my cock. He has his hand holding my balls and he occasionally squeezes and rolls them in his fingers. His lips are so soft and caressing that it is absolutely maddening. I want to grab his head and fuck my cock brutally into his mouth. It takes all of my mental discipline to lay there and let him experiment and enjoy himself. But I provide unceasing encouragement by my moans and sighs of pleasure, heartfelt and sincere, and I reinforce my pleasure by increasingly urgent thrusting of my hips.

He takes his mouth off of my cock and lets me bob in the air for some minutes, watching the shaft just in front of him. Occasionally he leans forward and licks or does a brief suck on the head, and occasionally grips the shaft and pumps for a few moments. But his interest is one that I share, to watch an aroused cock of another in all its glory, to watch the pleasure expressed in the straining and clenching, to compare the reaction to one’s own organ. In short, to enjoy that elemental maleness, the hard cock in all its many manifestations.

He returns his mouth to my cock, the interval contributing only minimally to cooling off my arousal. This time he does not stop at the head of my cock, his lips continuing down the shaft until I feel friction on the head of my organ. He has most of my cock in his mouth, holding me there, letting my cock soak in a paradise of erotic bliss. I am slowly straining my hips upward and as I do so, he moves his head up and down in rhythm, holding my rock hard cock in his mouth. He puts his hand back on my balls and squeezes, eliciting a moan of pleasure from me. I dig my heels into the bed and strain as his hand lazily caresses and teases my balls. I want more than anything in the world to cum in his mouth, and I would do so if he applied just a bit more pressure on the shaft of my cock. We remain there for a long time with my cock soaking in his mouth, his caressing of my balls continuing. I begin moaning in a mix of pleasure and despair, wanting desperately to climax. I feel his lips slide up the shaft of my cock and the sensation is voluptuously pleasurable. Before he can withdraw completely off of my cock, I begin thrusting my hips, frantic to reach a climax. My hips are trembling and my taut belly shaking with pent up desire. I gasp out a heartfelt plea that he let me cum, and thrust my hips in wild abandon. I feel his lips press on my shaft just below the head. The sensation of pleasure erupts into a wild surging joyous crescendo of ecstasy and I burst my ejaculation into his mouth with a loud roaring groan. I cum and cum, squirt after gut wrenching squirt as my climax goes on in a tidal wave of pleasure, my semen filling his mouth.

We remain there for long minutes, me on my back, completely spent from the intensity of my climax in his mouth. And he content to repose on my cock as it slowly deflates after my eruption in his mouth. I move my hand down and caress his head, my breathing slowly returning to normal. Eventually he withdraws and slides his head up to mine. We look at each other and I realize that his mouth is full of my cum. It occurs to me that he does not know quite what to do, spit it out, swallow, or something else. I reach my hand out and press the palm sikiş izle on his cheek, drawing him to me. He does so, looking at me until our lips touch. We kiss, just touching at first, but then more fully and I part his lips with my tongue. I hear him moan as my tongue enters his mouth and I taste the semen, my semen, my cum in his mouth. We kiss voluptuously and at length, the semen flowing back and forth between us, both of us swallowing. And then it is over and we both lay back, both of us enjoying the post-climax moment. I hear him say that that was incredible, and I realize that I have shepherded a novice into the world of fellow travelers. I reach out and squeeze his hand in recognition and reassure him that it was indeed incredible.

We have something to drink and a pee and after a bit, we return to the bed. I have some porn films and we agree to watch one. The monitor is mounted on the wall at the end of the bed and I start the film and sit up in bed, leaning back against the headboard. I have Thad sit in front of me between my parted legs, his back pressing on my chest. I reach around him and press him back against me as we watch the film. It is a gay porn film and the performers are attractive, well endowed, and very hard. We watch a thrilling 69 act and it is only a minute before Thad has returned to a state of rigidity that more than equals the performers on the screen. This is precisely what I had in mind and I reach around him and stroke and caress his wonderful cock.

I wrap my fingers around the shaft and slowly pump up and down on it. As he has climaxed once, I feel some freedom in handling his organ without fear of a premature completion. I caress his inner thighs and his belly, mesmerized by the duality of the beautiful smooth skin with the firm musculature beneath. Of course his cock is no less captivating; long and smooth with the beautiful mushroom shaped head. I tease my fingertips over the head of his cock, stroking the sweet spot, teasing it again and again before wrapping my hand around the shaft. I squeeze the shaft gently and then more firmly before pumping up and down on it. It is electrifying to watch his cock, rock hard, jutting up from his hard flat belly. While I caress and stroke his cock, I move my other hand from caressing his belly and slide it under his balls, gently lifting and squeezing them in the palm of my hand. I find myself caught between the dual ambitions of playing with his organs and bringing his pleasure to the point of watching him ejaculate again.

We continue watching the film as I play with my companion, at leisure to explore and enjoy his lovely body. He emits the occasional murmur of pleasure and his cock stiffens and clenches with increasing frequency. The film evolves to the cock sucking pair engaging in a frantic fucking, one of the pair on his knees and the other riding him with great energy and enthusiasm, both sets of balls flying and slapping as the coupling continues. The fellow on the bottom is vigorously pumping his hard cock and as Thad and I watch, he comes to a frenetic climax, his semen jetting out of his cock while all the while his partner continues the energetic driving of his cock into the welcoming asshole. We watch the semen stream out of the cock while the fellow’s asshole is being hammered, and Thad, with a great sigh, observes that that is so lovely. And indeed it is.

I continue pumping on Thad’s cock, now with more energy. He is rock hard in my hand. I want to suck on his cock but I think I will have the opportunity to do that at my leisure later. For now, it is lovely to fondle and caress this wonderful organ. And I want to watch him ejaculate again, watch as he comes to a huge spurting climax, and watch the semen jet out in front of him. Both from my manipulation of his organs and aided by the stimulation of the films, I conclude that that outcome is not long in arriving. He is rock hard in my hand and I can feel him shaking. I have him enclosed between my thighs with my arms wrapped around him. I am pumping on his cock, now fully aroused and leaking juice. I use this as lubricant and smear it over the head of his cock. Each time I do this, I receive a heartfelt moan of pleasure from him. He is rocking his hips and I conclude that his climax is just a moment or two away. I press his organ between my fingertips and alternate rolling the shaft and pumping, rolling and pumping, rolling and pumping with my fingers on the shaft. I feel him lean back against me, his entire body trembling. I whisper into his ear that I want him to do it, to squirt for me, that I want to watch his cock shoot his cum. He groans, his hips rock and tremble violently and then a great gasp from him. I wrap my hand around the shaft below the head and begin pumping hard and fast. This continues for just a few seconds and be cums, great jets of semen bursting out of the end of his cock. The semen flies through the air and lands on the towel under us. I continue pumping on his shaft and he spews out four and then five and then six jets of cum. I squeeze his cock shaft in my hand and slowly pump, the last of his ejaculation forming a small pool under the head of his cock. He leans back into me sighing in pleasure, his body only slowly subsiding from the intensity of his shattering climax.

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“Ooooh, ahhhhhh, OOOOOH, AHHHHH…”

Victoria’s moans of pleasure echoed off the walls of the shower enclosure. She was leaning against the back wall, one hand cupping a full breast, the other buried between her thighs. She was on the brink of orgasm when a flash of movement in the bathroom doorway caught her eye. Stifling a shriek, she relaxed slightly as she recognized the foreman of the crew currently employed to paint her house.

He looked as startled as she.

“I’m sorry,” he mouthed. “I’m berry sorry. I hear noise, I think something is wrong…” he continued in his Russian accent.

Victoria didn’t quite know what to do. As the shock wore off and the lust-haze cleared she realized he was staring at her naked body through the clear glass shower door.

“It’s OK, Yuri,” she said in as dignified a tone as she could manage under the circumstances.

His admiration was evident as his gaze traveled up her long slender legs, past round pink-tipped breasts to a pretty heart-shaped face surrounded by flame-red curls.

“You are beautiful, Miss Victoria,” he blurted, “like an exotic rose.”

She liked the way he said her name, drawing out each syllable musically and not trying to shorten it. She hated it when people called her Tory or, God forbid, Vicky.

She resisted the urge to snatch a towel and cover herself. After all, having a good-looking man admiring her naked body was the sexiest thing that had happened to her in a long while. Besides, it was his fault she was in the shower masturbating in the middle of the day anyway!

Yuri and his crew had been on the job almost a week. She’d gotten to know him pretty well through numerous consultations, questions, discussions and one rather heated argument over the color she’d chosen for her bedroom.

“Too noisy,” he’d said. She had insisted, however, and been forced to admit he was right when the delicate salmon pink sample she’d loved had darkened to an unfortunate Pepto Bismol shade when dry.

She’d joined the crew on lunch breaks a couple of times and they’d had several discussions on current events and world politics. She was especially fascinated by his description of the breakup of the Soviet Union when he was a teenager. He was intriguing and self-effacing about his accomplishments. He’d emigrated with nothing and worked hard to build a business with a reputation for excellent service and quality work.

She’d been at her desk working from home that morning, trying to ignore the bustling workers. Occasionally she’d catch a glimpse of Yuri in is faded jeans, work boots and paint splattered T-shirt. He fascinated her with his intelligence, dark good looks and musically accented English.

“Wouldn’t the guys in the office love this?” she asked herself mockingly.

They’d laugh at the idea of uptight, buttoned-down Victoria Cousins lusting after the house painter. Actually, they’d be shocked at her lusting after anyone. Her innate shyness and coolly professional manner had been mistaken for standoffishness from day one with the large computer firm and she couldn’t seem to shake the “Ice Queen” label. She was ambitious and took her work seriously. Too seriously, she reflected, given the stomach ulcers and insomnia plaguing her lately. She shook her head and attempted to concentrate on a sales proposal. But her thoughts kept floating to Yuri. Would his moustache tickle if he kissed her … everywhere? How would his callused hands feel on her breasts? Was his butt as delicious as it looked in those tight mobil porno jeans?

Her body began to heat as she imagined the answers to these lascivious musings. She enjoyed the feeling for awhile, balancing on the thin line between pleasurable arousal and desperate need for release, then worked a bit more to occupy her mind. Finally, though, she couldn’t stand it any longer. She saw that the crew had moved outdoors for some exterior work so she headed to her bedroom to take a shower, reflecting that she could use some cooling off.

It didn’t work. Instead, naked under the warm water, her fantasies had returned full force. Images of Yuri’s strong body wrapped around hers under the cascading spray proved to be her undoing. The ache in her body became almost unbearable. Her hands began to move over her body, seeking relief.

Then she’d seen him standing by the door.

“I’m sorry,” he repeated, bringing her back to the present, “I go now.”

“No,” she whispered. “No, Yuri,” she repeated in a stronger voice. “Don’t go.”

He stared.

Unaccustomed to being this bold, she floundered for a moment.

“Um…you look … hot. It’s hot today. Don’t want to cool off a little?”

He smiled slowly, a hot hungry smile that made her shiver. He locked the door and stripped off his boots and socks. He drew his T-shirt over his head, revealing strong shoulders and a well-defined chest. She watched eagerly as his hands moved to the button fly of his jeans. He undid them one at a time, then lowered his jeans, his gaze locked with hers. She raised her eyebrows at his lack of underwear.

“More comfortable in this Southern heat,” he explained, noticing her surprise.

His legs were magnificent, sturdy and thickly muscled. His cock was also thick and sturdy. It was rock hard, jutting aggressively out from his body. Yuri moved toward where she stood at the open shower door, noting the expression on her face.

“Are you sure?” he asked softly. His perception of her momentary nervousness reassured her and his willingness to back off made her all the more determined to have him.

“Oh, I’m real sure,” she drawled.

He stepped into the steamy enclosure with her. He wasn’t all that tall, just a few inches more than her 5’7″ and she found she liked the way their bodies fit together. Pulling her close, he kissed her. His mouth was warm and tasted faintly of peppermint. She moaned with pleasure at the feel of his hard body against hers.

The kiss went on and on. Her hands stroked his wide shoulders while his ran up and down her back, dipping down to caress her soft buttocks. She pressed against him, rubbing against his hard flesh.

He stepped back slightly and ran his hands down the front of her body. His hands were gentle on her, almost reverent. He traced her collarbone lightly with his thumbs, then ran them down her breastbone. Flattening them out, he stroked her stomach and hips.

All she could do was clutch his shoulders, eyes closed, and revel in his soft touch. He cupped her breasts, the sweet flesh filling his palms. He rubbed his palms over her nipples and made her whimper. She ground her lower body against his, desperate to get closer.

Straightening, he took one nipple into his mouth, sucking on the distended tip, drawing it hard against the roof of his mouth. His hand toyed with the other one, rolling it between his fingers.

He withdrew and braced against the shower wall to pull her closer to him. As he did so his eyes fell on the detachable alman porno shower head. Unhooking it from the wall mount, he adjusted the dial to a gentle pulse. Still dazed from his caresses, she only half-realized what he was doing at first. She gasped in surprise when the warm spray hit her neck.

“Mmmmm…” she whispered, arching toward him.

“You seemed a little…uptight…this week. Maybe this will make you feel better,” he said.

He ran the spray down her back, using one hand to spread the cheeks of her ass and bathed the sensitive crease with the warm water. She gasped at the unfamiliar yet erotic sensation.

Turning her sideways, he used the sprayer to massage her foot, tickling playfully between her toes and making her laugh.

“Is a good sound,” he said. “You need to laugh more. I think you work too hard.”

She laughed again at his mother-hen tone, and stroked his back as she replied, “You’re absolutely right. I’m turning over a new leaf, starting today.”

He turned serious as he ran the stream up the insides of her legs. He came dangerously close to the achy, needy place between them, but passed over it, turning his attention to her trembling breasts.

He cupped one in his hand, running the spray over the center. Her nipple, already sensitized from his earlier attention, was diamond-hard and flushed red. His gaze was rapt on it as he tantalized her with the warm spray. She squirmed, pressing her thighs together as he administered the same treatment on the other side. He alternated between her breasts, making sure each received its fair share of attention. Occasionally he would kiss her, his mouth hot and hungry. Need was throbbing insistently between her thighs and she was moaning and gasping for breath.

Sensing it, he reached up and adjusted the spray to a stronger pulse. He ran the nozzle down her torso, making lazy, sensuous circles on her breasts and belly. She moaned again and arched toward him beseechingly. Finally he applied the spray, moving it over the silky triangle between her legs. As the warm water caressed her aroused pussy lips, she squeezed her eyes shut and fell back against the shower wall. Yuri methodically laved her with the shower massager, keeping it moving, leaving her off balance and aching.

He murmured words to her that sounded all the more exotic because they were in Russian.

The sprayer continued to make sensuous circles between her thighs. The pressure wasn’t enough to allow her to go over the edge and she shifted against him restlessly, mindlessly seeking release. He reached up and adjusted the spray again, then, kneeling before her, he nudged her thighs apart for better access. He used one hand to spread her pussy lips, exposing the pulsating bundle of nerves there. He applied the spray directly to her clit and she screamed when her orgasm ripped through her.

The sound echoed off the tile walls and he grinned knowingly. “No wonder I think someone was killing you.”

She barely heard him, so focused was she on the sensations he was eliciting. Shuddering, she came again and again, the pulsing spray driving her almost insane with pleasure. Her hands grasped his shoulders for support, fingernails scoring the flesh. Neither noticed the little beads of blood she drew.

Finally she twisted away, gasping, “No more, I can’t stand it.”

“Yes, more,” he ordered, his eyes glittering with passion.

He turned up the water and spread her legs wider. The warm water pounded on her alexis texas porno clit, wrenching from her another orgasm and another scream. Her body, which had been tense as a bow string, finally went limp and she started to slide down the wall. He caught her and held her tightly, stroking her hair and speaking softly in Russian. She clung to him, waiting for her pounding heart to subside.

“Feeling better?”

“Ohhhh, yes,” she said fervently, slowly becoming aware of his hard cock nestled between their bodies. It twitched now and then, as if to remind her that it needed attention, too.

“I want to fuck you,” he said in his lightly accented English.

She pulled back slightly, gazing down at him. He was large and thick and she purred her appreciation. Caressing him lightly, she was gratified when he seemed to swell and get even harder under her touch.

Without warning he backed her against the wall again and kissed her deeply, circling his hips hard against her. Shoving a knee between hers he lifted her and braced himself. She let out a breathless moan as he pressed inside her, filling her eager pussy with his cock. They were still for a moment, then he began to flex his hips, moving almost imperceptibly inside her. She couldn’t move, legs dangling as they were, so she concentrated on squeezing him tightly with her pussy walls. She focused all her energy on flexing the muscles deep within. He moaned his appreciation of her efforts, savoring each thrust into her hot, tight passage.

He needed both hands to hold her – God, he was strong – but hers were free and she used them to caress his face, his bulging biceps, the hard little nipples. Yuri pushed her against the wall and began pumping into her faster, impossibly deep, filling and stretching her to the limit. She could only hang on, nails making crescents on his back, badges of passion he would wear for days.

Both of them were panting now, racing toward the peak.

“Oh my God, I’m going to come again,” she said in some surprise.

His voice was thick, ragged, “Come again, Victoria. I…want…to…make…you…come…AGAIN!”

Each word was punctuated with another deep thrust. She kept squeezing him, wriggling mindlessly in his arms as yet another orgasm claimed her. Satisfied, he let himself go. He came hard, cock throbbing intensely, pumping into her furiously. His own groan of pleasure reverberated through the enclosure, sending erotic chills down her spine.

She clung to him, body wrapped around his like spaghetti around a fork. Drifting back to reality, she finally realized that cold water was pounding on Yuri’s back. Laughing weakly, she reached out and turned off the shower.

He set her on her feet and kissed her softly on the lips.

“I have thought about you this week, Victoria. I have imagined being together like this. But it was…” he floundered, “krasivaya,” apparently deciding only his native tongue could adequately express his emotion.

“Yes, krasivaya,” she repeated softly, earning a pleased smile.

He grabbed a fluffy towel and dried her off.

“You need to rest now. You do not feel well sometimes, I can see it.”

Bemused, she allowed him to towel-dry her hair and bundle her into a silk nightshirt. She’d always been the tough one, the ambitious one, the one always in charge. It was nice to be taken care of, to be fussed over for a change. He picked her up and carried her to the bed. She’d die before admitting it but the romance of it appealed to her. She snuggled sleepily under the covers.

He kissed her sweetly.

“Rest now,” he ordered. “I have to check on my crew. I’ll be back up here later.”

She blew him a lazy kiss as her eyes drifted shut. She was asleep before he closed the door softly from the other side.

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I woke up from a deep slumber to an empty and unfamiliar bed. I could still taste Kent in my mouth and my ass was still buzzing from losing my cherry. The coach noticed me stirring and called out from the couch.

“Hey champ, get that tasty ass of yours showered up for breakfast; you only have an hour before we leave for the meet,” he muttered with a sexy grin on his face.

I glanced over at the coach who was kicking back on the couch, clad only in a red speedo that of course accentuated that delicious bulge, the bulge that had delivered a load down my throat and another one far up my bowels. He had such a perfect body. And then he flashed his winning smile, the one that got me on my knees and later on all fours. This course confirmed that I had made the right decision by taking him at both ends.

I grinned back and without delay I hopped into the shower to remove the remnants of the memorable evening. As the warm water cascaded off my relaxed body, I reflected on the turn of events from last night. I had been tag teamed and lost my cherry in a mere half hour. Althought I still ached a little bit, it wasn’t an unpleasant ache, but I could definitely feel the after effects in my no longer virgin ass.

The coach opened the door. “Let’s go, slowpoke. Go eat as you’ll need the energy today. You have two individual finals and the relay final. I’m putting you in as a breaststroker.”

“What about Kent?”

“Your times were better, Kent will understand. And if he doesn’t, too bad, you earned it.”

He hadn’t mentioned anything about last night’s events and I didn’t even know what to say or how to act, so I excused myself back to my own room. As I walked down the hall, I saw Jason heading towards the elevator. He had a smirk on his face, so I knew Kent had probably told him what happened. I felt awkward and ran to my room, got changed into my suit, grabbed my gear bag, and went downstairs to breakfast. Breakfast was fairly uneventful, I sat with Dave, who seemed not to know what had transpired the night before so we made small talk and discussed the events for the day.

The coach was all business at the meet. He was intense as always and of course encouraged all of his swimmers. He pulled me aside before the first event and said,

“Mike, I’m counting on you to really bring us this title. You have always come through for me, and I know today won’t be any different. Make me proud, like you did last night, okay?” He gave me one of those pats on the ass that lasted a second too long and whispered into my ear, “The best ass I’ve ever had, mmmmm,” as he pushed me towards the blocks.

As a team we had a great day, and we won the overall meet by eight points. I finished second and third in my races and we won the relay, which gave us the overall title. Kent finished just behind me, fourth in both races, and was congratulatory when he saw me. The coach was ecstatic, and told the team how proud he was of us. We arrived at the hotel around 7 and we headed to our rooms to get ready for dinner.

to our room to get ready for dinner.

Dave and I collapsed on our beds after such a long day. I let Dave shower first and packed all my stuff into my suitcase as we would be departing early the next morning. Dave emerged from the shower, clad in a towel and said, “All yours, Mike.”

As I showered the chlorine off me, I realized my ass didn’t hurt as much as it had in the morning. Not that I was looking to do it anytime again soon, but was impressed that it didnt hurt as much as I thought it would. After all, the coach has a missile between his legs and he had made sure to get it all the way inside me. Just like I had seen Dave getting reamed by Jason, I too had learned to take and enjoy having porno izle a huge dick buried up my ass. I never in a million years would have thought I would have let a man do that to me, but alas, this team provided me with many firsts. My cock began to grow as my thoughts reflected to the activities of the night before, how the coach had me suck him off and then how he completely took me and then finally how I had been filled on both ends by him and Kent.

Dave noticed my huge hard on under my towel as I got out of the shower. He whistled out loud and asked what had suddenly got me all hot and bothered. I just answered must have been the warm water and all the hot guys in speedos today. He must have been thinking about the same thing because he looked like his shorts were pretty full as well.

I sat on my bed and felt Dave’s eyes almost burning a hole in my towel. He couldn’t take his eyes of my crotch. I knew the look. It was the same look I had when I saw the coach in the speedo for the first time. It was a look of hunger.

“Mike, I’ve been jerking off thinking about you, your body, and your hot cock. I wasn’t the only person checking you out today as you stood all confident in that packed speedo. Not for nothing, but I would really like another taste of you.” His eyes drilled into me as he ran his tongue slowly around his lips. He was obviously both very serious and very ready.

Before I had a chance to answer, he slid off his bed and was on his knees between my legs. He unwrapped my towel and let my eight inch engorged cock spring free. Dave opened his mouth and in one swoop was all the way to the base of my hard rod. They way he engulfed my hardness with his warm and soft mouth made me weak in the knees and I had to hold the side of the bed for support. Moving his tongue rapidly and deliberately, he moaned on the way down and drooled all over until he made my entire cock shiny and slick. I sighed out loud and fell back on the bed to let this expert cocksucker go to work. Dave hummed and moaned as he expertly moved up and down my big dick. He gently cupped my balls as well as he dutifully performed his best work. Dave really was an expert sucker; it was obvious he had been trained well by Jason. Dave’s hands roamed all over my body and he began to make small circles around my nips as he continued nursing on my cock. I knew I wasn’t going to last long. Dave sensed this from my moaning and increased his pace on my spit covered tool. He pulled off my cock for a second and began sucking around the head. A pearly drop of precum exited the top, and Dave was quick to pounce on it. He lapped it up, looked up at me and moaned.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm.”

Dave quickly went back to work all the while maintaining eye contact with me. Dave was a pleaser; he enjoyed pleasing. And I was about to please him with a huge load of my DNA. As he tightened his mouth of my cock, he gently slid a finger up my hole. It was unexpected, but it slipped right it and the little fucker worked it in until he reached my prostate. He tapped on it a few times and I felt another spurt of precum slip out. He greedily moaned and gobbled it up. He pushed one more time and I was sent over the edge. I felt a monster orgasm build up in me and thrashed on the bed and yelled out as I shot in his mouth. Dave put his hand on my hip to steady me, but continued twisting his finger in my ass. I emptied myself right down his throat. He moaned as he made three big guttural swallows which I felt around my cock. He held me in his mouth until I grew soft and then withdrew his finger from my ass. I was completely wiped out. He on the other hand, grinned with excitement as he had just taken a monster load with apparently no difficulty.

“Thanks man, I needed that. That’s a talented mouth you got there.”

“Anytime Mike. Thanks for the appetizer. Now let’s grab dinner.”

At dinner, we sat with Kent and Jason and porno the coach congratulated the team and passed around the trophy and took some pictures. He gave us a great speech thanking us for our hard work and surprisingly he singled me out for being the team’s most valuable member. I was appreciative of the achievement and recognition but really didn’t think much of it as it was the team title that was the most important to all of us.

Kent and Jason congratulated me on the achievement, but Kent added a sentence right in front of Jason and Dave which was a bit of a dig.

“So, now the coach has a little pet it seems. Well, just remember who got you there and made you the cocksucker you are now.”

I was not about to let him get away with this, so I quickly replied.

“Well Kent, thanks I guess. It takes one to know one, since you did a great job on the coach a few weeks ago.”

Jason stopped eating his dessert and looked up incuriously, “Dude you blew the coach?”

“Like a pro”, I added, “and he swallowed every last drop.”

Kent gave me look with daggers in his eyes,

“Sorry, man I thought you knew.”

Jason of course always thought with the head below his belt. “Dude, you’ve ) been holding out on us, you could have helped us out when we needed it.”

“It’s never too late, right Kent? I said.

Kent muttered something about not putting up with “this bullshit” and left the table.

After dinner, as we headed back to our rooms for bed. I began to feel bad for exposing Kent but his last comment had bothered me so I didn’t feel all that bad. Dave and I stripped down to our briefs and retired to our respective beds.

Dave and I discussed the events of dinner and he couldn’t believe that Kent had blown the coach. I hadn’t told) him that I of course had done the same several times and there was a good chance the coach’s sperm was probably still in me somewhere. As far as he knew, I had only done oral on the two captains.

“You know, it probably wasn’t a good idea to embarrass Kent like that. He’s the team captain and I would hate to see him and Jason make it difficult for you. Especially if you want to be team captain in the future. Plus, the coach doesn’t like dissention among the team members; you know how important team is to him. You’re going to have to make it right.”

I really wasn’t worried about it, as I knew that the coach definitely was big on me. At at the same time, there would be nothing positive about demeaning Kent in the coach’s eyes, or in those of the rest of the team. At Dave’s prodding, I threw on a pair of shorts and went next door to Kent’s room to apologize to him for my comment.

I knocked on Kent’s door. I heard the tv on. Kent answered the door, already in his shorts, and I noticed that he was alone.

“Can I come in?” I asked.

Kent had a defeated look on his face, and invited me in. I noticed that Jason wasn’t there.

“Where’s Jason?” I asked.

“He’s in Rick’s room playing cards.”

I sat on the edge of the bed and said, “Listen, I didn’t mean to say that comment, I should have respected your privacy. The comment achieved nothing positive, but I noticed in the past days you seemed resentful of my accomplishments and the attention the coach paid to me. I never had any intention of replacing you or displacing you from being the top swimmer, but you have to understand I have to do my best for the team. That is what the coach wants, do you understand that?

“Yes”

“And I’ve done everything you have asked of me, and more. I’ve swallowed every drop of your sperm from the second day I met you. You were the first guy I ever did anything with and the first dick I ever sucked. Ive done anything and everything to please you and make you proud. I’ve done everything for the team. What more do you want from me, man?”

Dave sat down and leaned against the headboard. rokettube “You’re right Mike, and I’m sorry. I had my eye on you from day one, and at first I enjoyed making you submit to me and do what I wanted, especially when I forced you to blow me with an audience. But then I saw you differently. It all started when Jason started the bullshit about taking your cherry. I wasn’t going to let him. But when I saw the coach take you, something inside me snapped. I guess in my mind I always saw that as my job. And it bugged me that I should be the first guy inside you. I know I was an arrogant prick to you at first, but I guess I feel a little more than that now, that’s all.”

I was taken aback by this sudden confession. The sincerity in his words and his eyes were genuine.

“The coach has always been the alpha male of the team, and he’s a great guy. I care for him and would do anything for him, no questions asked. And three years ago, I was in the same position as you. I swallowed him and he took my cherry too. But he had never had a three way before, so when he invited me into the room, I thought I would have a chance at your ass. But he told me in no uncertain terms that your ass was his for the taking and I was only to fuck your face. You know no one argues with the coach. I didn’t think it would bother me, but it did. I felt like he was taking something that was mine.”

“It almost sounds like you were a little jealous, Kent. I’m flattered. Didn’t know you felt that way.”

Kent didn’t say anything. He looked deep in my eyes for a few seconds, moved over on the bed and suddenly was right next to me. He placed a hand on my leg and leaned over and kissed me. His hands grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into him. I literally fell into his arms. He kissed me deeply, passionately, and he moaned as he rubbed his hands over my body

I was dumbfounded from the passion and said nothing, but just allowed Kent to continue doing what he wanted. Kent took my shirt off and licked my nipples and began licking a path towards my crotch. In one swift movement my shorts and briefs were gone and his hand was on my cock. I was rock hard as he continued to lick a path to my crotch. He smiled as he looked at my swollen cock in all of its proud glory.

“I want to show you what you mean to me,” he whispered as he began to twirl his tongue around my sensitive cockhead. He coaxed a few drops of precum out and continued his journey downward. His eyes were closed and he looked so happy and content.

I gently placed my hand on the top of his head as Kent moved up and down on my cockhead, barely stopping to take a breath. He had travelled all the way down to my balls and had successfully swallowed my eight inches without the slightest evidence of a gag.

“You like?” I asked.

He uttered a faint “mmm hmm” which was barely audible given how full his throat was. Kent was an expert sucker and varied between speeds and mouth pressure. I was even more turned on knowing I had the team stud doing everything in his power to please me. After about a minute, I felt that familiar light headedness and that twitching in my balls. I was getting close and Kent knew it. He increased his efforts on my cock with a deeper and quicker sucking.

“Fuck, you’re going to make me shoot, man. Are you going to be a good teammate and take it all?”

Kent whispered a quick ” hell yeah” and didn’t miss a beat. He had his stretched out mouth in a perfect “O” shape and went back to work. I held the back of his head as I began to shoot. My ass bucked up off the bed but Kent steadied me with his arms as he gathered my sperm in my mouth. When I came down from this crazy ride, he pulled off and I saw his cheeks were all puffed out.

“You got all my jizz there, baby?” I asked him.

Kent nodded as he looked up from on his knees. I noticed his eyes were filled with passion as struggled to maintain the huge mouthful I had delivered in his mouth. He then tossed his head back and took my load down in three big gulps. He looked so satisfied.

He then looked up at me and said, “Mike, I want to make love to you.”

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I’d been having some problems with erectile dysfunction. But after a lot of nagging from my wife Kathy and an embarrassing visit to my doctor I’d been prescribed Viagra, and now Kathy and I were enjoying the pleasure of my Viagra-stoked tool doing its work at full power.

One evening our friends David and his wife Julie were with us. I’d had my eye on Julie. She was about Kathy’s age, mid forties, she was quite a beauty with her dark hair always perfectly styled, and on beach days with David and Julie her swimsuit had made it obvious she’d kept a shapely figure. Before I’d started taking Viagra, thinking about Julie was something that rarely failed to give me a decent erection, even during sex with Kathy. I saw Julie chatting to Kathy in the kitchen, and I realised to my horror that I’d left my latest prescription pack of Viagra out on the kitchen work top in full view. You can imagine how embarrassed I felt!

A few days later Kathy was out with some girl friends at a concert in town and I knew she wouldn’t be back till gone midnight. I’d planned to put my newly recovered ability to raise a rock hard boner to good use in an evening of porn and masturbation. I’d taken a Viagra tablet about an hour before Kathy left to allow it to have its full effect of giving me the kind of steel hard near vertical erection I used to get in my teens and twenties. As soon as Kathy was safely out of the way I was up in our bedroom on our bed, stark naked wth my erection straining hard, in my favourite masturbation position of kneeling wide legged so my muscle was pulled really tight. My laptop was on my bedside cabinet scrolling through my collection of hardcore pictures of naked women and I had a couple of porn magazines open on the bed. I’d put on one of Kathy’s briefest black lace panties borrowed from the laundry basket. The sight of her tiny panties bulging over my erect cock and the feel of the soft material around my erect penis turns me on! I was gently fingering my cock to maximum stiffness and sensitivity through the thin black lace when the doorbell rang.

After uttering suitable expletives I peeped through the gap in the bedroom curtains. There on the doorstep was Julie! I hastily threw a bathrobe over me, intending to say I was just about to take a shower, and went down. I hoped Kathy’s panties were constraining my rock hard erection so the bulge didn’t show, as the Viagra was making sure it wasn’t going down in a hurry.

I opened the door to Julie and she came in. She looked flustered, as if something was on her mind. She was wearing a tight pink top that showed every curve of her big breasts and the outline of her bra, and a grey skirt ending just at her knees. Her legs were bare and she was in sandals.

“Kathy’s out till late isn’t she?” Julie said, but without waiting for my reply she continued. “I saw your Viagra. Kathy told me it gets your cock up big and hard.” Julie breathed hard as if she was fighting back emotion. “David’s got the same problem but he won’t see his doctor. … It’s been ages since we’ve had sex … oh please!”

As Julie spoke those last words she reached down to her side, unzipped her skirt and undid its clasp, and let her skirt drop round her feet. She was wearing white cotton panties. She kicked her skirt aside, spread her legs, hooked her thumb over the top hem of her panties and pulled the front down far enough to show her dark bush of cunt hair.

“Please!” Julie gasped “It’s been ages. I want sex with a big hard cock.”

I reached down and cupped my hand over her furry sex mound. Her pubic hair was already moist with juice and she moaned softly with pleasure as I ran my finger tip along the lips of her vagina. As I held my hand over her cunt she pulled the cord of my robe undone. I stepped back to let her open my robe and slip it off my shoulders so it fell behind me, leaving me naked except for Kathy’s black lace panties. My Viagra powered erection was pushing the altyazılı porno thin material far out from my body in a big black lace cone with my lust swollen purple helmet showing clearly through the lace. Julie’s eyes bulged with incredulity.

“They’re Kathy’s knickers! You dirty pervert!” Julie gasped, but her face lit up with a grin! “Mmmmm…” she purred, and the look on her face said “I like dirty perverts with big hard cocks!”

The thought suddenly came into my mind that this was the perfect combination: Viagra stoked guy meets sex starved frustrated woman!

Julie squatted down in front of me so her face was level with the bulge of my cock. She pulled Kathy’s panties down round my thighs. Released from constraint my cock sprang out, arching up. I spread my legs as far as Kathy’s panties round my thighs would allow. Still in her squatting position Julie kissed and licked my penis head while her fingers caressed my balls and ruffled my thick pubic hair. She felt my shaft as if inspecting it for stiffness and length. At that moment I couldn’t have said whether it was the Viagra or Julie straining my cock more! I slipped Kathy’s panties off and stood there naked with my legs wide for Julie to play.

Julie slid her moist lips and tongue slowly over my penis head. Squeezing her lips gently around my penis, she slid her lips slowly down my hard shaft till my pubic hair brushed her nose, then equally slowly and deliciously back up again, sliding even more slowly over my corona ridge round the base of my helmet, then she tickled the tip of my penis with her tongue. As I stood there gasping, fighting not to squirt my load over her face, she looked up at me under her eyelashes.

“Ooooooohh! I love it when I know a man’s cock is up hard just for me! Lets go up to your bedroom!” There was an edge of excitement in her voice!

Up in our bedroom Julie gasped at the sight of my porn magazines.

“All this filth! You were going to wank over this stuff and Kathy’s knickers when I interrupted you, weren’t you? You dirty pervert!” But again she gave me a big grin.

She picked a magazine up and began to leaf through it, gasping at the pictures of naked girls in raunchy poses. But I fondled her bottom through the thin white cotton of her panties and slipped my hand down inside to tickle her in the valley between her bum cheeks to let her know I was far more interested in real naked female flesh. She put the magazine down on the bed.

“Go on, undress me,” she said softly.

I lifted Julie’s pink top off. She looked good with her big breasts slung in the cups of her white bra and her brief white panties taut over the bulge of her mound and showing a wet patch over the line of her vagina slit, but I didn’t leave them on her for long! She looked even hotter, and her boobs, bottom, legs and cunt felt even more penis straining delicious in my hands when she was nude!

“Does seeing women like in that magazine get your cock up hard?” Julie asked, with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.

The magazine was open at a centrefold of a big boobed, bushy cunted blonde girl barely out of her teens kneeling nude on a rug with her knees so wide she was all but doing the splits. The picture was certainly having that effect on me! I wondered if Julie was storing up ideas for getting David’s cock erect if he wasn’t going to use Viagra. She got on the bed and repeated the pose, arching her back to thrust her big round breasts up like the blonde in the picture. Her spread legged pose pulled her vagina open and her pink, juice wet aroused labia peeped out through her wet cunt bush. Julie’s big mature jugs looked much tastier than the young blonde’s grapefruit half breasts.

“Do you like seeing me like this? … Oooohhh! It feels so good! Touch me on my cunt!”

I hardly needed her invitation! I fingered her pussy, stroking her wet labia from the front, and from behind, fondling her bottom then zenci porno tickling her down her bum valley and reaching right under her to her cunt the way Kathy likes. I made sure I gave her breasts lots of attention too, stroking her big soft globes and tickling her nipples with my fingertips and tongue till they were sticking up like red-brown wine corks from the peaks of her deep pink areoles.

“Bring me on!” Julie gasped, straining her legs even wider.

I knelt on the bed next to Julie, close enough that my penis head rubbed against her thigh and left a smear of pre cum on her smooth flesh. I pleasured her with my fingers, caressing the inside tops of her thighs, stroking her vagina lips, running my fingers right under her between her vagina and her arse, moving my finger into the top of her vagina to circle her clit when her whimpers and gasps got more and more frantic telling me her climax was rising. Suddenly she cried out incoherently, thrust her sex mound against my cupped hand and shuddered spasmodically with her breasts bouncing as her orgasm exploded. She stayed kneeling for a minute or two with my hand cupped over her juice sodden cunt mound, panting and whimpering with sex pleasure as she enjoyed her afterglow.

Then she smoothly flopped back onto the bed, spread her legs wide and folded them up so her knees were near her shoulders, and reached her arms up toward me.

“Oooooooh! Want! Big hard cock! It’s been so long!” Julie gasped.

I was frantic, my erect cock was so hard it was almost painful, and I wanted release inside a tight wet juicy vagina every bit as much as Julie wanted big hard cock up her. I didn’t waste any time playing with her body, but simply got between her spread legs, leaned over her and shoved my shaft into her tight, arousal juice soaked love slit till my bush met hers. She wrapped her arms and legs over me. I’d discovered that though Viagra gives me rock hard boners with my penis exquisitely tight and sensitive I still take just as long to come. I pumped Julie with my penis for ages, fondling her thighs and breasts with my hands as I fucked her.

Julie climaxed while I was still pumping her vagina for all I was worth. When I have sex with Kathy under me she’s usually got her legs spread out flat with just her arms round me, and she just cries out and quivers under me when she comes. Julie was much more spectacular! She grunted like an animal, her hips thrust up against me, her fingers clawed my back and her heels pressed hard against the backs of my thighs with each pulse of her orgasm as she involuntarily tried to pull me deeper. I kept going, smoothly, rhythmically, full depth, enjoying her soft mature body under me, letting my orgasm rise slowly till my muscle jerked with all the exquisite pleasure of Viagra tightened muscles and pumped my sex cream into her. I stayed on top of her for a couple of minutes, panting as I recovered, with Julie’s hands and legs now gently stroking my back and thighs. Finally I slid my cock back out of her and rolled off her. She gave a deep sigh and gasped:

“Ohhhhh! … that was so good! Ohhhh! … Hard cock inside me!”

Julie had had two orgasms, but my cock was still largely erect. I normally manage two wanks in a Viagra session, though the second one is sometimes hard (though rewarding!) work. Julie was laying beside me nude, leafing through my porn magazine, making comments like:

“Oh boy! If only I was twenty again like her! I’d love to do that for David! He never wants to do anything exciting.”

Julie had my magazine open at a picture of a big boobed long legged bushy cunted brunette squatting on a coffee table naked but for black high heels with a well hung guy standing naked in front of her with the head of his erect penis between her breasts. Her one hand was wrapped round his shaft to hand job him and her other was tickling him up between his spread legs. Julie was aldatma porno looking thoughtful.

I was laying beside Julie with my erect penis arching up over my belly. At the thought of Julie doing that for me, whether she was twenty or forty, my straining shaft was making it obvious it wanted to go again. I wrapped my thumb and forefinger round my shaft and began to gently stroke hoping Julie would get the message. She did!

“You’re still up hard after you’ve fucked me!” Julie said, with a little giggle. “If only I could get David to take Viagra!”

Julie put my magazine down open at the lucky guy and his hand-jobbing brunette, and ran her fingertip slowly up and down along the length of my shaft, tickling my pubic hair, my corona ridge and that so sensitive spot on the underside of my penis where my shaft meets my helmet. Julie laughed.

“Shall we carry on from where you left the matter in hand?”

Julie picked up Kathy’s panties from the floor where I’d left them, and as I lay there on the bed she tossed them on my belly just above the head of my penis. There was a jar of hand cream on Kathy’s bedside cabinet and she used it to lube her hand. Then she knelt beside me with her legs wide, perfectly positioning her naked body for me to run my hand over her thighs and bottom, slide my hand between her legs to play with her pussy and tickle her bum crack, and for my hands to play with her breasts hanging heavily above me.

Julie hand jobbed me with her whole fist wrapped round my shaft, squeezing just right, catching my corona and frenulum, with her breasts swinging above me with the rhythm of her hand stroking my penis. As Julie wanked me I stroked her bottom and thighs and ruffled her cunt hair with one hand and stroked her breasts with the other.

“Oooooh! So big and stiff! I love big hard cock!” she purred over and over as she wanked me.

As my cum started to rise, even with my porn magazine open beside me, my eyes locked hypnotically on my cock sticking up between my spread legs with Julie’s hand sliding up and down its length, smoothly, rhythmically, full length from my pubic hair at one end of her stroke to her fingers sliding right up over my helmet at the other end till the lust swollen head of my penis, glistening with lubricating cream, peeped out of the ring formed by her thumb and forefinger. She knew how to make me wait and how to edge me to the brink and hold me there, with me frantically arching my hips up and gripping her bum with my penis feeling agonisingly tight enough to snap. Finally exquisite relief came when she Iet me cum, splashing a huge dollop of my semen over my chest and Kathy’s black lace panties. I guess even the guy in the picture with his cock between his girl’s tits would have envied what Julie treated me to!

Julie left me soon after that. She said she’d told her husband David she was out late night shopping and she had to get back. I tidied the bed, checking carefully for semen splashes, hid my porn magazines away and stuffed Kathy’s semen soaked panties back in the laundry basket. I surfed porn on the web for some time collecting pictures for future use, then it was late and I went to bed.

I was still awake when Kathy came home. I heard her undress in our bedroom in the dark then she crept into bed next to me. I gave her a kiss and fondled her bare thigh to let her know I was still awake.

“Good concert?” I asked.

“Wonderful,” she replied. “I’ve always loved Rachmaninov. Sorry I’m so late. We went for a meal afterwards.”

“No problem,” I said.

There was silence for a while then I felt Kathy’s bare leg brush against mine, her soft breasts press against my arm, and her light fingers on my thigh. Then her fingers brushed through my pubic hair, over my balls, then slowly along the arching length of my erect shaft.

“Your cock’s up hard. You’re in the mood aren’t you?”

I grunted as her light fingers tickled my knob.

“Mmmmmmm!” she purred. “It’s not too late is it? Can we? I’m feeling so horny. Aren’t you glad I got you to see the doctor and he prescribed that Viagra?”

“I sure am, sweetheart. It’s transformed my sex life.”

In the darkness Kathy didn’t see my grin!

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This is a work of fiction, based on no true experiences or actual people.

** The Happy Ending 3 – The Science of LSRT **

Michele had contacted me discretely, asking that we meet for dinner and some conversation regarding work she was doing related to massage therapy. I was happy to do it, and we set the date for a week out at a pleasant spot that was out of the way and not frequented by anyone either of us knew. I arrived early as usual, and was half way through my beer when she arrived.

“Thanks for coming” she said with a warm smile. “I only have a few clients I can really talk to, so…”

“No problem lady. Glad to do it.” I told her, giving her a warm hug. “What can I order for you?” I asked.

“Um… what the hell, I can do one drink, right?” she laughed. “I’ll have a Cosmo” she replied.

Rather than waiting I went to the bar, ordered the drink as well as another beer for myself, and returned to the table. “Thanks” Michele said, giving me a wink as she took the glass.

I nodded in response. “So… what’s cookin’?” I asked, eager to hear whatever she had to propose.

“Well… I have a new set of techniques and protocols I have named Libido Stress Reduction Therapy, or LSRT for short.” she began. “And yes, it is closely related to what you and I have done in our two special sessions.” she told me.

“Sounds interesting. How can I help?” I asked, taking a sip of my brew.

Michele reached down and took out a file labeled ‘LSRT’, setting it on the table in front of me. “I would like you to take a look at this, let me know what you think. I may even make a formal proposal to the AMT group if this works out.” she said, giving me a smile.

I opened the folder and began skimming the document, which had a fair amount of ‘science’ in it which went over my head; but some of the keys had to do with the therapist training the muscles of her rear opening to work the penis of the client in specific ways to relieve stress in the organs, nerves, and muscles associated with the libido. The document was very clear in stating that it was NOT about sexual release; but was truly a stress relief therapy. Her studies went on to explain why the anus and rectum were uniquely capable of providing this therapy IF the therapist was properly trained. Fifteen minutes after I opened the folder I closed it, raising my glass. “I’m not any sort of doctor so I can’t really comment on the science; but I can say from experience that the therapy works.” I told her.

“Okay. Well I’m sure you wouldn’t mind helping with my research, right?” she asked. I nodded in response. “Great. One of the most important aspects of this project will be training other therapists to perform this particular treatment.” she continued.

Um… okay, so…” I let my words trail off.

“So I’ll be asking you to accept your treatment from other therapists and report back to me on their results.” Michele told me. She looked up and nodded to someone behind me, and a lovely young woman appeared. “Ray, this is Raina” she introduced us. I stood up and accepted her hand.

“Pleased to meet you sir. Michele has told me you are a valued client and have been involved with her in this project.” Raina said as she shook my hand, her eyes locked on mine.

“Yes, indeed I have” I replied, sitting down again as she joined us.

“So… Ray… have you had anal sex with Michele?” she asked a question I quickly realized was ‘trick’.

“No. No I haven’t. What I have done is experience a very special therapy during my massage sessions.” I replied, getting a nod and a smile from Michele.

“Good answer Ray.” Raina said, adding her own smile to the group. She really was quite striking; but looked very young. “I just don’t want to think that this therapy somehow labels me as some kind of… you know… prostitute.” she added.

“Not at all Raina. If all I wanted was sex I can get that elsewhere. What I have received from Michele is in fact a very special therapy. That it involves parts of our bodies which might otherwise be considered sexual organs is really not relevant.” I responded. “The benefits associated with the therapy are far deeper than just sex.” I added, getting a nod from Michele.

“I see, so you don’t perceive this therapy as sexual?” Raina pursued.

At this point Michele interceded. “I think Ray has answered that already, so there’s really no need to go any further.” she said. “Ray, let me fill you in on the project, where we are now, what Raina’s role will be and all that, okay?” she suggested. I nodded. “Alright, well I’ve been given a green light by the institute to proceed with my research in a strictly limited fashion. I met Raina through the graduate placement program, and she is interested in joining the project – along with my private massage therapy practice – as my intern.” Michele began.

“Ah… so she will be watching and learning?” I suggested.

“Well… no actually…” Raina responded. “I’ve been training with Michele, and will be doing some of the therapy once she passes me on to those exercises.” she told me.

Michele nodded. “Yes, that’s right. And I believe Raina is getting very close to being ready to take on a altyazılı porno session – with my supervision of course.” she added.

“And… you would like me to be her… eh… practice dummy?” I asked with a laugh.

“Guinea Pig would be a better analogy I think; but yes.” Michele said, joining in the laugh. “At your next therapy session, which I think is next week, she will be providing both the massage and the… uh… LSR therapy.” she added, winking at me.

Raina excused herself to the restroom, leaving Michele and I alone for a few minutes. I had the opportunity to take a quick look at her luscious round backside as she walked away, and Michele noticed. “She does have a fine booty, doesn’t she?” she laughed. “Listen Ray, I wouldn’t ask anyone else to do this for me. Raina is young; but honestly she has approached every aspect of this thing with clinical precision with an eye toward the science of it. I know it sounds a little funny; but she has been so diligent about the training and conditioning of her muscles – you know – back there…” she continued. She gave a quick wave, letting me know Raina was on her way back. When she arrived at the table Michele got up. “Ray, sorry to do this to you; but I really must get back. I’ll see you next week. Raina, feel free to hang here with Ray if you like. I’ll see you tomorrow morning.” she said, throwing her bag over her shoulder and turning to walk away.

Raina smiled at me nervously. “So… Ray… what does a girl have to do to get a drink around here?” she giggled. “I’ll have what you’re having.” she added.

A lovely young woman with a fantastic derriere drinks beer! I thought, walking to the bar to bring back two cold ones. “Here you are my dear.” I said, setting the frosted mug down to pour her glass. “Cheers!”

She took a sip of her brew, eyeing me the whole time. “Okay Ray, so most of the men I’ve been with have wanted me to… you know… use my mouth to get them ready” she said. I let her continue. “So do you want… or need… oral stimulation to get your… organ ready for… you know…” she stammered. “Michele mentioned that she did that for you; but that you didn’t need it.” she added.

“Raina, I won’t lie to you, I enjoy fellatio as much as the next warm-blooded male. And Michele offered that as a part of the therapy so I let her provide the service.” I told her. “But I don’t think I would need oral stimulation from either of you.” I concluded.

She nodded. “Okay, well thank you. I admit I don’t find fellatio to be a particularly enjoyable act.” she said.

I caught that. “Raina, it isn’t about enjoyment. It’s therapy.” I clarified.

“Um… true enough I guess… I don’t know…” Raina replied.

I held up my hand. “Listen sweetie. Just relax. Michele knows what she’s doing. If she thinks you’re ready for this, then you are ready for this. I’m happy to be your guinea pig.” I told her.

Raina drank half of her beer as she thought about things. “Thanks Ray. I guess the whole idea that I’m going to let you put your…. penis… in my…” she stammered.

“Whoa there a second. This is therapy. I am the patient, not some kind of sexual predator sweetie. You decide when – and how – this all happens.” I calmed her.

She laughed, finishing her beer and giving the barkeep the signal for another round. “Geez. I’m such a nerd.” she said. “I’m not letting you f-fuck me up the ass, I’m using my rectal channel as a therapy instrument.” she giggled. “Doesn’t that sound funny?” she asked, giggling at the thought.

I shook my head. “Not at all. That’s precisely what we’re talking about.” I told her. “That is what Michele’s project is all about.” I added.

Raina stood up. “I’m sorry. Beer just goes through me. I’ll be right back.” she said, letting her fingertips drag up my forearm as she walked to the restroom. I took the opportunity to take in a more complete look this time, damn near drooling at Raina’s fantastic rump. Yes indeed. I shall gladly let her squeeze my dick in that backside I thought.

We finished another beer then bid each other a pleasant evening, looking forward to the next session at Michele’s. While I knew the very pleasant – and a bit sexual – experience I was accustomed to wouldn’t be there, I also knew I would be enjoying the snug channel hiding between those incredible butt cheeks. Raina had confessed that she’d had anal intercourse only a few times, and while she enjoyed the sensations associated with the actual penetration of her anus and rectum, the men she was with were ill-prepared, inexperienced, and clumsy which made the whole thing just a bit uncomfortable. I shall be as deft and as gentle as I can I vowed to myself.

The day finally arrived and I drove up to Michele’s very private Therapy Alcove, noting that both Michele’s car and another I wasn’t familiar with were parked in the carport. The little Honda suited Raina’s personality. Must be hers. I parked and walked into the lobby, the door ringing a bell when I entered. Michele appeared, wearing a more ‘normal’ outfit of jeans and a relatively thin shirt. “Hey Ray.” she greeted me. “Raina is almost ready. We’ve just been going over some things.” she told me.

“No problem. mobil porno I’m early as usual.” I replied.

“I know I don’t need to say this; but just let her do all the work.” Michele said softly. “She needs to build up some confidence and all that.”

I nodded in acknowledgement just as Raina appeared in the doorway, dressed in a snug-fitting cotton shirt and khaki pants that hugged her form in a tasteful way. She gave me a broad smile. “Hi Ray. Are you ready for me?” she asked.

“I think so!” I replied, following her lead into the therapy room. I gave Michele a wink as I passed by, getting one from her in return.

“Anything in particular you want me to work on?” Raina asked, blushing almost immediately. “I mean… you know…”

“Nope.” I replied. “Just a tuneup this time.”

“Okay, you know the drill. I’ll be back when you’re ready.” she said, leaving the room and closing the door behind her. I stripped quickly and lay down on the table, face down and covered with the blanket. A minute later the door opened and both ladies enterred. Raina began very much the same as Michele did, kneading the oils into my back as her skilled fingers found the places that required her attention. After working my back, shoulders, and neck she moved down to my legs and feet then covered me. “Turn over please Ray” she said, holding the blanket away from me to enable my flip. Again her hands worked my legs, reaching up my thighs to gently touch my genitals before moving back up to knead and stretch my arms and shoulders. She had her act together and quickly stripped out of her khaki’s and panties before coating her palm with a different oil to gently fondle and stroke my cock under the covers. “Okay Ray, we’re moving on to the LSR therapy now – if you’re ready.” Raina said, her fingers quickly bringing my organ to full strength. “If you wouldn’t mind, I would appreciate no touching during the therapy; but kindly be ready to spot me. I haven’t done this part of it for real yet.” she giggled, stepping onto the small stool before climbing onto the table with me. She swung one leg over my torso, facing toward me as she reached back to guide my dick. “Here we go” she said, lowering her hips until my cockhead was pressed against her anus. “nnNNN” she let out a low grunt as my organ pushed past her sphincter for the first time. “ohhhh” Raina let out another low moan, easing her hips downward to take my shaft into her rectal chute.

“Okay Raina. Just relax and let the phallus penetrate you.” Michele told her, watching carefully as her protege’ executed her training for the first time. “That’s it… easy now… you want full penetration before your muscles begin the therapy. And Ray, I know this will sound a little odd; but please try to relax so Raina can get some practice with the therapy techniques.” she added, leaning in close to watch as my cock pushed fully into Raina’s asshole. “There we go, all the way in. Now just relax for a minute before you go to work honey. Let your body get used to it first.” Michele provided guidance.

I was in a bit of a conflict with the pretty young woman trying to remain ‘clinically distant’ from me with my penis fully engulfed in her rectum and her face just inches from mine. Had it been Michele there would have been a lot more touching and kissing going on; but I understood the objective. Raina’s asshole was very tight, being unaccustomed to penile penetration of any kind. I could tell she was having a tough time as her butt trembled with small spasms while she tried to relax. These twitches were completely involuntary; but they still had an affect on my organ inside her. I offered my hands on her shoulders to keep the small distance between our torsos. “Relax Raina. Don’t worry about me right now. I’ll do my best not to lose it.” I told her in as reassuring a voice as I could muster. It took several minutes before her bottom calmed down.

“Ray… does it… feel good?” Raina asked, remaining still on top of me. “I mean…”

“It feels very nice Raina. Just relax sweetie.” I replied, making every effort to refrain from twitching my penis inside her ass.

“Okay Raina. Let’s see if you can control those muscles now.” Michele directed. “Nice and easy. Just give the penis a little massage.” she added, knowing exactly what she was talking about.

Her butt was definitely full, much moreso than it was when she was practicing on the Sybian Michele had set up for her. Raina closed her eyes and clenched, once… twice… and on the third deliberate clench her rectal chute spasmed several times involuntarily. “unnghhh” she grunted, focusing her nerve centers to return to the relaxed state. “Uh… sorry…” she mumbled, moving her hips up and back down slowly. Ray’s penis twitched inside her and she could feel him doing the same – focusing hard to get back to the relaxed state. “thanks Ray” she whispered.

“You’re doing fine guys.” Michele said. “Focus is the key to making this therapy work.” she added.

“uh… Michele?” I got her attention. She came up to stand next to my face. “I think maybe more lube would help both of us.” I suggested, fighting another twitch.

“Okay, we can do that.” Michele said. “Raina, why don’t sex izle you just ease yourself up and off of Ray and let me add some lubricant.” she directed, watching as the young woman slowly pulled her hips up until my cock slipped from her rear. To my surprise I felt Michele’s mouth engulf my cock – just for a few seconds – adding her spittle to coat my organ before she slipped the lube applicator into Raina’s bottom and gave it a healthy squeeze. “Two fingers now Raina” she said, and I watched Raina’s face contort with the intrusion as again Michele gave my dick a nice suck. “Alright, let’s go back in there.” Michele said, guiding my penis to the slippery wrinkle between Raina’s cheeks. “Easy does it… easy… good… all the way in” she directed the penetration. Her asshole was still tight; but it was easier. “Is that better Ray?” she asked. I nodded and gave her a wink.

The added lube made the penetration easier, and gave the walls of Raina’s rectal chute more freedom to move on my shaft without triggering spasms in either of us. A long minute of focused relaxation and we were ready to try again. She opened her eyes and looked at me as if to ask permission, and I nodded as my hands gently grasped her shoulders. Her eyes closed again, and I felt her clench once… twice… three times… four times… then on the fifth her anal ring clenched hard. Raina groaned. “Relax sweetie. You’ll get there. Just relax.” I said softly. We held still for several minutes before the next round, for more than thirty minutes we worked through the exercise, pausing for additional lubricant one more time. Raina could get through a dozen controlled muscle actions, then her natural responses would take over and her tight little butthole would quiver around my penis, drawing a response from my organ every time.

“OhhhhKaayyyy kids, I think we’ve done well for the first session.” Michele said. “Great job Raina. Now let’s let Ray reach his finish this time. Don’t worry if you move up and down, it’s natural.” she added.

Raina relaxed one final time, then began working my cock in earnest. I could see in her face that she was enjoying the ‘task’ in a way that was unmistakably sexual, muffling her own squeals as her hips started easing up and down. The muscle contractions became spasms and convulsions as her asshole rode up and down my shaft. “ohhhhhyes.” I grunted, trying to refrain from grabbing her hips to pound my dick up her butt. Raina did a fine job of that, her hips becoming almost a blur as she took my penis deep into her anal port, squeezing hard with her sphincter on every stroke. “ohgodd… yes… YES…. YEAHHHHH….” I growled, my balls emptying into her bowels in spurts of pure pleasure. Raina stayed there with her ass full of my meat until my breathing returned to normal, then gently eased herself off of my still erect cock as Michele helped her dismount from the table.

“Did you enjoy that Ray?” Raina asked, giggling softly.

“Oh yes Raina. You did very well.” I replied, trying to keep it clinical.

“Yes you did Raina. Great job.” Michele said, putting her arm around the girl’s shoulder. “You can go ahead and cleanup now” she said, watching Raina grab her panties and khaki’s before she headed out of the room. She pulled a couple of sanitary wipes from the dispenser and gently wiped off my genitals. I was still rock hard, and her touch was almost too much. My dick twitched in her hand and she looked into my eyes. “Hey now mister.” she laughed. “Therapy session is over” she added. Her voice changed to a whisper. “I’ll get Raina off to work and we can continue if you like” she said, dipping her head to gently suckle on the head of my dick before heading out of the room to intercept her protege’.

I laid there, letting my libido calm down a little bit as I waited. A knock came at the door. “Yes?” I responded. Raina poked her head in, a big smile on her pretty face. “Okay Ray, I’m off. Thanks for putting up with me, I hope it wasn’t too bad.” she giggled. “See you next time?” she queried.

“It was very nice Raina, you did great. I’ll definitely see you next time.” I replied, returning her smile.

She disappeared and shortly afterward I heard the front door close as she left, then her car started and rolled away. A minute later Michele came back into the room, pulling her shirt over her head before yanking off her jeans and panties. She came to the table, grinning as her fingers wrapped around my penis which had begun to soften while I waited. “Ooooo… he needs a little somethin’ I think” she said, quickly moving to wrap her lips around my meat. I reached down to grab a handful of her tiny little butt, insinuating a finger between her cheeks as she sucked my cock. She showed her strength, hoisting her body up and over me to straddle my face without losing oral contact with my dick. My hands grabbed her buttocks, spreading them to reveal her snug little wrinkle as my tongue flicked at her clit and lapped the length of her damp petals. We only needed a few minutes and she was ready, swinging her body around without taking her fingers off my member as she lowered herself down. “ohhhhhyessss….” she groaned as my penis enterred her bottom. Her hips slammed down onto my organ, driving it deep into her ass, then she anchored herself with her hands on my shoulders and looked into my eyes. “Time for some THERAPY” she growled, clenching her rectal muscles around my dick in controlled ripples of exquisite tension.

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