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I had got myself a summer job in a pub when I was at University last year. The work was fun and I met some really nice people and enjoyed working behind the bar.

On this particular evening the pub was starting to fill up and I was busy chatting and serving when a really attractive blonde Swedish girl came in and ordered some wine which she drank as she talked to me for a while as she ran her fingers through her lovely hair and crossed and uncrossed her legs a couple of times. I couldn’t help but notice that she was getting lots of admiring glances from some of the regulars and other young men in the bar area. She asked for another glass and sat down at a table over by the window, occasionally looking out and I imagined that she must be waiting for some gorgeous sexy hunk. I went to the other end of the bar and got caught up with serving for a while, but when I went back I noticed that she was still alone and had got herself another drink. She sat there idly tapping her fingers on the table to the soft music that was playing in the back ground and had a cheeky grin on her face. Following her gaze and I noticed that she was sexily communicating with a rather elderly man with thinning grey hair and glasses! I couldn’t help myself but stay and watch their flirting game. He was fully aware of her attention and was glowing from ear to ear, his blue eyes twinkling and his smile was so naughty. My mouth visibly dropped open though, when I saw Maltepe Escort her shapely long legs slowly open in his direction as her fingers played upwards reaching her stocking tops and even further.

I imagined that she could have had any man in the pub as most of them had glanced in her direction a couple of times. Her sex play continued and I tried to stay at that end of the bar to watch how much further it went. Then again I couldn’t believe my eyes when I watched her beckon him with her forefinger to follow her as she headed for the Ladies toilets. He nearly fell as he tried to get up too quickly in his excitement. Giggling to myself I had to see more! I looked round and slipped away towards the toilets after them. I was almost bubbling over with laughter imaging what was going to happen next as I crept along the corridor after them. Peeping around one of the cubicle doors was closed and I could hear hushed voices. With my heart pounding loudly I crept into the one beside it and locked the door behind me. As quietly as I could I put the lid of the toilet down and climbed on top. Bending and leaning slightly forward I looked through a peep hole that I had discovered when I first started working at the pub. Lo and behold there they were nearly naked and so horny. I had to suppress my laughter again and it wasn’t easy! She was just wearing a tiny tight green top and I watched her as she provocatively pulled it over İstanbul Escort her head and her two delicious tits bounced out and he gasped and I saw his eyes widen enormously at the sight of them. The man still had his underpants on that revealed a remarkably big bulge for someone of his years. I watched her as she touched it and it moved and grew even more as she put her fingertips into the elastic and pulled them down. It bounced up in her face and even she suppressed a giggle.

The girl whispered what a nice big boy he was as she sexily licked her lips as she pulled his foreskin back tracing the outline of his solid prick with a long red painted nail. Then leaning over it she poked her pink tongue out licking the oozing pre-cum from its tip. The girl suddenly got onto the closed toilet and stood with her cunt jutting into his face displaying a beautiful soft shaved pussy before she pulled her sex lips open. He gasped and reached for her bum cheeks and pushed his face between her legs and into the glistening folds of her cunt and over large swollen clit. He licked and sucked her outragously as she moaned quietly before rippling into what sounded like a very satisfying multi orgasm that seemed to last for ages. Finally she dropped down onto the toilet seat and pulled him closer to her. As she reached for his cock she slid her delicate fingers up and down its length, as his eyes slowly closed enjoying her movements. Anadolu Yakası Escort Eventually he moved round in the confined space and sat on the seat and the girl quickly straddled him and gently lowered herself onto his throbbing length. Carefully, she moved backwards, forwards and up and down, until the head of his rampant cock touched her outer lips and clitoris before sliding it back in again, while running her fingers down the groves of his bony spine. She was obviously enjoying herself as his prick twitched and grew inside her as she rocked her hips. The girl watched his expression as she played with her obviously erect and aroused nipples. Biting her sumptuous blood red lips, the same colour as her finger nails they looked an amazing sight as they swayed together on the toilet until the dams burst and they came loudly over the edge together.

With all the puffing and panting I made my escape and nobody seemed to have noticed my absence from the bar. I saw the girl return and leave through the main door and waited for the old man to follow. I was busy and serving at the other end of the room when we suddenly heard an unearthly scream coming from the direction of the toilets. Bill my manager rushed out and some minutes later appeared back with a very distressed middle aged woman. He called me quickly over and asked me to look after her muttering that she had found a naked old man in the Ladies toilets quite dead with a huge hard on! I am sure that I went bright red hearing the news as I tried to take it on board and call for an ambulance. The Swedish girl had gone and only I knew what had happened but sure wasn’t going to say anything. I bet he had a smile on his face too, bless him what a way to go!!!

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It might seem a surprising idea – classic cars as a ‘babe magnet’ but I’ve certainly seen the phenomenon at shows. Some cars do just seem to attract the babes. The E- type Jaguar jumps straight out of course: did Enzo Ferrari, the founder of Ferrari, not call it ‘the most beautiful car ever made’? It’s not just the Jags., more usually its the sporty jobs with soft tops that appeal: Austin Healeys (perhaps more the bigger ones like 3000s, rather than Spridgets), MGBs and MGCs and, of course the Triumphs all the way from TR2 to 6. In tin-top format almost all Aston Martins seem to do the trick. Perhaps the Triumph GT6 and, bizarrely, the Ford Capri and certainly the big American jobs like the Ford Mustang and Chevrolet Corvette. It’s size that matters sometimes – oversexed and over here indeed!

Triumph 2500S as a babe magnet? I seemed to find it worked for me. There was something deliciously erotic, without anything being said or probably realised by the ‘babe,’ at being invited to sit on the Triumph’s old leather seats; perhaps the better if the ‘babe’ is in a skirt or shorts so the back of the thighs touch the leather. Nice to watch the ‘babe’ hold the steering wheel and reach for the gear knob if sitting in that seat. They always want to sit in that seat, always reach to hold the gear knob and cannot resist flicking that overdrive switch. I’ve even seen ‘babes’ fondle the knob like they might a penis. Subconscious? I don’t know. I’ve seen the odd one redden when she has seen me looking. And, seeing that touch and fondle… well, it does for me.

And when I say ‘babe’ I don’t just mean the young things. I recall a very nicely spoken woman, greying hair and a surprisingly smart outfit for a show, a blue two piece skirted suit indeed, settle into the driver’s seat, the skirt riding up and showing still very shapely knees and tops of lower thighs, me watching them moving as she pushed at the pedals, and then glancing at her hand, complete with wedding and engagement rings, as it settled atop the gear knob, as she said,

“I wouldn’t mind a ride in this,” and turning and smiling at me as her hand fondled the gear knob. There was no question the statement was not meant other than ambiguously, a double entendre sticking up in the air like the gear lever and its big knob. Her husband came up behind me, a big burly bloke in tweed and with a most remarkable moustache, and the three of us talked cars for quite a time as the woman sat there, fondling the knob. Did he notice her actions, was he as much erect in his tweeds as I was in my corduroys? Was there a manly fellow feeling at wanting our knobs fondled?

Nothing came of it that day, but I have often thought how good it would have been to have given her a ride. Perhaps alone, perhaps for her to suggest we parked up somewhere ‘quiet,’ perhaps to have sex in the back seat or, as I had with Jane, slip off into the countryside and find a secluded spot. Frankly, I would not have said no to giving them both a spin in the car, nice to imagine her becoming more and more aroused as she sat next to me, perhaps fondling the gear knob in a most suggestive way, my eyes flicking to it and perhaps, her husband, in the back seat becoming more and more aroused himself as he stared through the gap between the seats at her mobile hand. The suggestion finally made and me nosing the car into some secluded field gate or, better still, a track. Not my usual thing to have a ‘threesome’ but there’s always a first time. Probably all a great surprise to the husband, but how good to have a bit of variety, and how nice for the woman to be serviced by two men as she lay in a pose of abandonment across the warm bonnet of the Triumph. Completely naked, of course, undressed by two men, her sex so exposed. Two men taking it in turns to ‘poke’ her.

I had seen, indeed experienced, the seeming effect of Rob’s old car on both Jane and Heulwen but confirmation of my suspicions that it was, indeed, the car came when a new client appeared. I had always had a bit of a thing for those 1960s/70s girls in white mini-skirts and white leather boots jumping into or out of little sports cars. Mrs. Emma Peel and her 1965 Lotus Elân Series 2, Tara King in that 428 Spider, the closing credits of Dee Time – OK, all before my time but if you’re interested in classic cars of the period these things come up on ‘You Tube’ etc and I like the images! It was not, quite, that Susannah York drove into my garage, but it was certainly one sexy ‘babe.’ Literally drove in as I’d left the doors open – another hot day.

Not twenty, not eighteen, not twenty-four, more like thirty but with a figure as if twenty or so. Not a mini skirt but a mini-dress and, yes, white boots and a gold chain effect belt around her waist. Seriously Retro. Sex on a stick – and she knew it. A flash of white panties as she got out of her little sporty number. Somehow, I did not think she had not been taught by her mother how to get out of cars in a skirt – that was Ataşehir Escort deliberate.

I’m not one for feminism, rather the opposite really. No problem with equal pay for equal work but average salary comparisons between the male and female workforces of a firm? Get real! Fighter pilots, coal miners, girls playing Rugby in a serious way? All a bit odd if you ask me. And there is so much cake and eat it about it all. One moment you have some woman complaining about being treated differently – as a woman – the next you have them using their sexuality to their advantage, twisting things their way by very clear flirting. This was a case in point. I rather thought the young lady was going to encourage me to offer a good price for the work she wanted, simply by being so very feminine. She was right of course, I would offer her a good price, I would be very happy having her turn up as a client! A woman’s wiles work for me.

Very nice to stand and talk to her about her MGC. Very happy to take a look and quote for the work. Could she leave it with me, and I would let her know? Most enjoyable just to talk to her, Fiona Prentice was her name. I like talking to women particularly pretty women and was she that! Blond to boot, blue eyes, full lips, just so right and her hair worn in that Sixties way with a curling inwards either side, the ‘Lovely’ Aimi MacDonald came to mind. Good to talk and be amused by how she was twisting me around her little finger, and I was very happy to be twisted.

It transpired she had not really thought ahead about getting back from my workshop and she talked me into giving her a lift back to her workplace. She could get a train home from there. It did not require much talking me into taking her. I was more than happy to see her get in the Triumph beside me, see that white dress lift further up her long thighs, almost showing those white knickers.

“Nice car,” she patted the old leather seat, “do like the walnut dash. What’s that switch on the gear knob for?”

I glanced over at the MGC. They had overdrives as an optional extra – hers didn’t. So, I explained. Nice car, the MGC, big 2912cc Austin C-series straight-six engine so a head-on rival for the TR5 during its production life. There was work to do: those big chrome bumpers had seen better days and I could foresee several hours to be spend bent over in the engine compartment under the raised power bulge bonnet.

I was more than happy to talk about the Triumph as we drove. Watched her walk away a little longer than was really necessary, but good to take in her rear view – and that was enough with a few ‘thoughts’ to give me an erection. I even let it out of my overalls as I drove back and gave it a few tugs as I imagined her leaning over and sucking it. I was rather getting into the idea women did that, you know. I opened the workshop doors like that (with it hidden away again, of course). I stood looking at her MGC and then got into it and sat where, half an hour before, she’d been sitting. That didn’t really help, thinking about her shapely bottom on that seat, perhaps wriggling a little. Fuck, she was quite something! In my head the thought of cumming in her mouth or ‘giving her one,’ knickers off and lowering herself in that dress onto my upstanding gear knob. Out of my overalls came my cock once more – exposed and rigid in her car. Yeah, ‘turgid’ is a good word – it was that. An interesting violation of her space – perhaps. Across the workshop a roll of blue paper towels. Should I? Or should I really get back to work? I was a good boy – work won, perhaps because the blue paper was out of reach, and I examined the MGC in detail preparing the quote.

“How long will it be?”

I smiled, my thought that it would be quite long! I always enjoy a double entendre intentional or unintentional. I was pretty sure this was the latter. “Really it’s going to take me a fortnight. Getting the parts, re-spray…” I was talking on the ‘phone to Fiona that afternoon. “You could have it back now and bring it in when it’s more convenient, but I wouldn’t leave it too long.

“Could I have it back for the weekend and then let you have it Monday morning?”

I’d be very happy to have ‘it’ Monday morning! Another possible double entendre. I arranged to pick her up after work and bring her back to the workshop. It would be good to see her seated in the Triumph 2500 again.

“Mmmm, I do like this car,” Fiona said as she got in, “I liked my ride this morning.”

On your boyfriend, I wondered… riding cowgirl?

What a nice little wriggle as she settled herself on the leather seat.

“A really comfortable ride. I like a comfortable ride,” she said when we got to the workshop.

Now that was intentional. I was sure of it, and equally sure the Triumph 2500 had a lot to do with it. He was a naughty boy!

I was half way through the job on the MGC when I next had the next real contact with Fiona. Yes, I had seen her when Acıbadem Escort she had dropped the car off on the Monday, but I had been with a client, had just briefly spoken when she had driven it in and had seen she had someone else take her on to work. Another woman, I saw, in another sports job, a nice little MGB. Fiona just turned up out of the blue on the Saturday. One moment I was alone in the workshop, next she had walked in. Was it the same dress or a similar one? I was not that sure.

“Just dropped by to see how things are going.” The car was not ready to be driven, not with so many bits and pieces sitting on the steel workbench in the corner. The respray was booked for the following week. I rubbed my oily hands on blue paper and talked to her about it. My estimate held. The work was about what I had thought. I was interested to see Fiona seemed in no hurry to go. Indeed, I saw her hands a couple of times caress the yellow paintwork of the Triumph 2500. Was ‘he’ up to his tricks again? Something was coming. I was not just a visit to see progress, I was sure.

“I wonder, might you let me have a go in this?”

“Take it for a spin?”

“Mmmm. Not for sale is it?”

No fear! My answer clear: “It was a friend’s: I’m rather attached to it. If you want to have a run, I’m happy for you to borrow it. But sale, no. I don’t need it until, I suppose, five-ish if you want to go somewhere.”

I could see the excitement. “Oooh please, could I?”

The keys in her hand, the yellow driver’s door open, Fiona paused and then got in. I averted my eyes, not by choice but she was looking at me as she eased herself into the seat. That dress really was rather short: had I been able to look I am sure I would have seen more than I should have done.

“I do love these leather seats.” She patted the leather, “I like the feel on the back of my legs.”

I turned my head back to her. Up my spine a tickling sensation, not fear, not that at all, something quite different, a frisson of anticipation. That was a sexual allusion if I was not mistaken. I said nothing, just looked at her as if I expected Fiona to say something more… and she did.

Such a nice little wriggle of her shoulders, a coy, rather captivating smile, “it feels sexy, like an older man’s skin.”

Oh, crikey, where was this leading?

“Would you mind awfully if I didn’t wear panties, just had my bare bottom on the seat so I could feel the leather… please?”

“If… if you like,” I stuttered.

“Oh, I like.”

Did she, did she actually, purr?

“Well… you’d better be going.” Was I embarrassed to watch, I certainly did not turn away this time, as Fiona reached within her short dress, lifted her bottom and lowered a pair of white knickers. Done demurely if anything like that can be done demurely and in such a short dress, but suffice it to say, I did not learn whether she was shaven or unshaven down below. The foot pedals, on the other hand, would have gained a lot more information from their line of sight. She wriggled on the seat, not just a little wriggle at that.

“Would you mind looking after these for me?”

Fiona reversed out, her hand on the big flared knob – I didn’t miss that; and left me standing there in my oil stained overalls at the garage door with a pair of white knickers in my hand, watching Fiona changing into first and driving off. I closed the garage doors and looked at the flimsy white cotton in my hand. They were warm to the touch. It would though be a good idea to put them down, somewhere not oily and get them out of my hand with the risk of getting oil stained finger prints over them. Phew! I knew just how much I would like getting oily fingerprints over what they had contained just seconds before.

Warm to the touch – warm against my cheek. Warm against my nose with the scent of woman. She would know – know as she drove – that I would have done that – would probably know the sudden urge I had to whip out my cock and tie the cotton around it. Yeah, and wank with them, the soft cotton caressing my engorged prick. She would know the effect on an almost forty-year old, oil stained mechanic. Was she expecting to find her knickers soaked with semen on her return?

She might have been, but they were untouched by ejaculate, I did not risk that embarrassment. In fact, she did not even ask for them back on her return. They were in full sight, carefully placed on a clean footwell paper sheet, had sat, pristine white, on my workbench all day to the evident surprise of one client whose forehead had furrowed when she had seen them, but had said nothing. I’d certainly have tucked them away in a pocket if I’d thought Heulwen would be coming around,0 but I knew she was away.

Fiona returned about four o’clock, was gushing about the car, clearly in a state of sexual arousal and talked about how well it had driven, about her day, said she had even parked up on the Hogsback and sat and looked İstanbul Escort at the view from the hill. I wondered about that after she had gone off. Had she indeed admired the view or been rather unfocused with fingers in her dress playing with her ‘bits,’ having a nice little feminine ‘wank’ in the T2500. Had she perhaps looked longingly at the gear knob and thought what she might do with it in a (probably) less public space? Of course, once she went, I was on my hands and knees examining the driver’s seat leather for new stains. I hardly need to be that close. The wet patch, the oval wet patch was as obvious and visible as the Triumph’s yellow paintwork when out on the road. Tempting to get out of my overalls and lower my hanging balls slowly down onto the patch as I settled into the driver’s seat and then roll my cock in the wetness. That was probably as close as I would get to Fiona’s snatch. I had hoped she might want to move my gear knob on her return and get me to check her fluid levels. But not a bit of it, she would not even stay for a mug of tea, had things to do. Perhaps she was off to meet a boyfriend – well, he would be in for a busy time!

The knickers came home with me and whilst they did not end up soaked in semen, that did not mean they did not get tied around my cock, that they did not become a masturbatory aid or that I did not sleep with them warm inside my pyjamas. No, I did not put them on.

“I wondered… I’ve been telling some friends what a nice classic car you’ve got, whether you’d mind giving them a spin? We were thinking of having a picnic on Saturday if it’s nice, so would you like to come if you’re not doing anything else?”

Fiona and I were speaking on the ‘phone mid-week. The MGC job was going nicely and she could probably take it away on the Saturday. Could I spare the time to go for a picnic with Fiona and friends? Better if it was just her but that was a bit of wishful thinking. It would probably be a good day and I liked showing off the T2500. It might even be amusing to see it work his effect on Fiona. Work on the cars could wait. It was a Saturday, after all. I was happy enough to both come on the picnic and drive. What I hadn’t appreciated was there would be four of them, nor that all the friends would be female. A bit of a squash in the back seat but, alas, I was in the front.

A new thing for me driving a party of girls, well Fiona’s age girls. Gone her mini dress but denim shorts and tee shirt, instead, showed her legs to advantage. Fiona in the front, the other three in the back. Don’t girls talk! But I was happy to listen and drive – and take the occasional glance at Fiona’s long legs. It was a hot and sunny day, I drove with the windows open. No air conditioning of course.

Could he handle four at once? Was the old T2500 up to it? Was he going to work his – ‘magic,’ was it? – upon all four at once? Would I notice, even? The four girls were seemingly excited just at the prospect of the picnic, the day out and being together. They were animated enough as it was. Would his effect be slow and, it might be said, insidious? A lovely idea, four young quims gently and subtly moistening all around me, skin drawing back to breasts as nipples hardened – all eight of them. Might legs start rubbing together or, instead, knees part and then close repeatedly as nether lips swelled and the wetness flowed?

We stopped on a piece of heathland, parking the car and all getting out to stretch our legs. The girls went off one way and me the other to ‘spend a penny,’ and then there was a couple of picnic rugs and the prepared picnic to unload from the back. Pleasant to watch the girls applying sunscreen to their arms, faces, necks and long legs. I was more than happy to watch girls stroking oil onto their bare flesh. I took a few photographs. The girls would probably be pleased to have a record of the day, I could upload them and send the location to them all by email and it would also be pleasant for me to have the photographs as well to review and contemplate at my leisure (very possibly in my pyjamas and, who knew, perhaps some of that workshop blue paper towelling to hand…).

Not a very long walk found us sitting under a few pines, admiring the view and unpacking the picnic. Eating al fresco has a certain something about it and the day was perfect for it. Gloriously blue skies, a slight breeze making it all pleasant rather than hot and, I have to say, these girls knew how to make a picnic. Good to sit with them on the blankets. I always find sitting on the ground slightly awkward and uncomfortable – not that I was in any way complaining that day, the girls though had that natural grace women have. Fiona sitting with her long legs half tucked under her, another sitting cross legged in her shorts, another in a stripy summer dress sitting with her legs straight out and ankles crossed, the third sitting like Fiona and the fourth kneeling. I can recall because, again, I took photographs.

“What shall we do, this afternoon, a walk?”

It was an excellent place to ramble, plentiful and clear paths through the heather and gorse, the prospect of a wooded valley not far off for shade. I would enjoy that.

“What I’d really like is a swim.”

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Some had said he’d been mad to take the job at the public prep school. Sure, he had a PhD, but he didn’t need to see his name in print, and he didn’t need the pressure of getting it there. The money was decent, the rhythm suited his lifestyle, and the students were highly intelligent and largely disciplined in this selective all-girls’ school.

Others, all male friends not surprisingly, thought it was a great idea. They thought of him surrounded by nubile females every day and their imaginations ran wild. He had to admit that some days it could be trying. He was one of only a handful of male teachers – all married, all over 40 – but he was the youngest at 44. The hormones floating around and the looks some of the girls gave him were overpowering sometimes. But you’d have to be nuts to act on it – you’d lose your job and never get another one. In his five years in his post, he had successfully avoided even a whiff of trouble. That was about to change.

She was a senior, and her skirt was exceptionally short, even by the standards of the uniform. She had amazing legs, he had noted to himself in a detached way. It helped if you imagined the legs unattached to the rest of the body. That way you could safely fantasize about them without getting a hard-on every time you saw the girl in question.

The problem with this one was that she did not look at him adoringly like the others. She looked at him in a whole other way. A way that said she knew the effect she had on men; a way that was not comparable to the other girls who had simply found a handy focus for their overactive hormones. When she was in class, he didn’t walk around the room as he usually did, but took care to stay well behind the high table. Just in case.

Tonight, he’d gone with some of his buddies to a bar in a small town some thirty miles away. He had been surprised, and somewhat alarmed, to see her there when they walked through the door. Apparently she worked there, judging from the tray she was carrying around. And – Christ! – she was wearing denim shorts that were cut so high you could appreciate every inch of those fine, fine legs, and some of her ass too. He swallowed and suggested to his friends that they take a seat in the part of the room that another girl seemed to be working.

All went well for a couple of hours. He and his friends talked baseball and politics and women – the usual guy talk – and he had almost forgotten that she was there. Almost. Occasionally, he would look surreptitiously at those luscious legs as they weaved between the tables, and the thought would flit, all but unconsciously, through his mind of how good they’d look Ataşehir Escort around his neck. She didn’t seem to have seen him though. He’d picked the seat right in the corner on purpose, away from the overhead light. The trouble started when, after a few beers, he inevitably had to go pee.

As he came back out of the restroom, he almost walked into her.

“Oh! Sir!”, she said surprised, “what are you doing here?”

He felt a little embarrassed. “Well, you know, teachers have lives too,” he shrugged. “I didn’t know you worked,” he said, trying to sound casual.

She explained that it was just a part-time job on a Saturday night to give her some money for clothes, make-up and movies.

There was a brief but very pregnant pause, and then they both spoke at the same time. He apologized and insisted she go first.

“Well,” she said, looking coyly at him through her lashes and twiddling a finger through a strand of her hair, creating a reaction inside his jeans, “I was only going to ask who you were here with.”

He felt uncomfortably warm and wondered why she was so curious. He told her he was with friends, and then she asked him if he’d driven here by himself or with his buddies, because she needed a ride home.

He had to exert an enormous amount of self-control to avoid letting his eyes pop out of his head, or anything else pop out for that matter.

“It’s just that, you know,” she continued, “I need someone I can trust, and well, you are my teacher.”

Fuck! Her mouth was saying one thing, but her eyes, in fact her whole body language, were saying something completely different! He wasn’t sure what to do or say. His head was telling him to say he was sorry but he had to get home very soon, but his prick was telling him to go for it. Fuck!

He dropped his eyes. Big mistake. One look at those legs and his dick made up his mind for him.

“Sure, I’d be glad to,” he heard himself say, while the conscious part of his brain marvelled at his own stupidity.

Back in his seat, he tried to concentrate on what the guys were talking about, but images of her legs kept marching through his head. By the end of the night, his cock was so stiff it hurt, and he was grateful he had brought a longish jacket.

Outside the bar, he said goodbye to his friends, strolled to his car that was thankfully well away from the entrance, and pretended to fiddle in the glove box until he was sure all the guys had driven off. Then he went back to the bar and waved to her that he was waiting.

He was still telling himself he was stupid when she pushed open the door.

“Ready then?” Kadıköy Escort he asked.

“Very ready, ” she replied staring him in the eye.

He led her to the car, asking where she lived. It was only about five miles away and on his way home. A few miles down the road, she told him to take a turn down a side road. He assumed she lived in an isolated house, and was surprised when it dead-ended at a gate. He put the car in park and turned his head to ask whether this was where she lived, and found her face inches from his own.

“Sir,” she whispered, “I think you’re incredibly sexy.” – he gulped – “I can’t stop thinking about you. And I want you to fuck me.”

Fuck! Her right hand was on his thigh and her left hand was stroking the back of his neck. His cock was straining painfully against his jeans, and he could feel a moistness on the front of his shorts. Before he could say anything, she kissed him. Her lips were so soft and her tongue was insistent, and he couldn’t help kissing her back.

Suddenly he heard the engine die, felt one of her gorgeous long legs reach across his, and his seatbelt loosen. Next, the back of the seat dropped and his lips were pulled away from hers. She gave him an almost predatory look and reached behind her, down between his legs to pull on the lever that pushed the seat right back. She shifted her weight a little on his thighs and started to unbutton his jeans.

Fuck! This was surely not a good idea. But those luscious legs were under his hands now, so soft, so smooth and so firm, and he knew there was no going back. Wriggling to get past the steering wheel, she got on the floor between his legs and freed his throbbing cock from his clothes. She licked her lips as she looked at it, and he thought he would cum straight away. And then she had him in her mouth and he groaned out loud. The feel of her tongue as it moved around the head, licking up the pre-cum, made him reach back and grab the headrest with both hands.

Her mouth moved up and down his shaft, sucking him when the head reached her throat. Fuck! He didn’t know if he’d hold out very long, but she was no novice and her fingers gripped him firmly at the base. He couldn’t quite believe what was happening, but it was happening, and now it was, he needed to see those legs around his neck.

His hands went down to the sides of her head and he gently pulled her up. He leaned over to the passenger side to drop the seat and push it back, just as she had done. He didn’t need to talk. She knew what he wanted. Pushing him back with her hands, she lay over him to extricate her long, luscious limbs from under Bostancı Escort the steering wheel and sat down next to him. She pulled off her top, baring her pert little breasts, unbuttoned her shorts and slid them and her thong over her hips and over her feet, tossing everything in the back of the car.

He watched her. She was gorgeous – lithe, as only the adolescent can be – and he hastily undressed before executing a less than graceful extrication himself to climb over to her side.

He lowered himself on top of her to kiss her, his concrete erection pressing into her belly. Her soft hands stroked down his back to his ass and she dug her nails in. He raised his head slightly to look at her, and she lifted her own head to breathe in his ear, “Fuck me, sir. I am so hot for you.”

He didn’t need telling twice by this point. His hand caressed the length of her young, nubile body, and he sucked on her nipple as a gesture, at least, of foreplay. His fingers slipped easily between the lips of her pussy, which was soft, swollen and very wet. He sank to his knees and lifted the legs he had fantasized about onto his broad shoulders, then pushed up from the seat, rolling her ass up in the air, exposing her beckoning cunt.

As he entered her, they both moaned loudly. She was no virgin, but she was tight. He eased in slowly so as not to hurt her, savouring the awesome sensations. Fuck! He was past caring how stupid he was being now. He stroked in and out slowly, revelling in the sensation of her warm wet walls around his cock. He opened his eyes and saw she had hers closed and was playing with her nipples. He began to stroke faster. He watched her hand glide down her body and her forefinger find her clitoris and begin to rub actively. Her stomach muscles were clenching and her calves were pressing down on his shoulders as she tried to thrust up to meet him.

He could feel his own calves start to cramp and he wasn’t sure if it was just the position or he was soon going to cum. The feeling began to build and he knew then that he wouldn’t last much longer. His arm muscles were straining now as his cock plunged in and out of her with a mind of its own. She was moaning hard now and he could feel her vaginal muscles pulling him in deeper. His balls, soaked with her juices, began to tighten; her pussy clamped around him; his prick was like a girder as the cum rose through it, and then he grunted as he burst into her, her pussy clasping him, pulling a second and a third spurt out of him. She was mewling, actually mewling.

Her legs spread and fell from his shoulders and he collapsed on top of her, feeling their intermingled cum seeping into the fabric of the carseat, and wondering if he had anything he could clean that up with before he got home.

“Oh, sir!” she breathed again. “You were amazing, just like I imagined. I promise this will just be our little secret.”

Fuck!

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James is getting ready to leave work when his phone vibrates. He pulls the phone out of his pant pocket and sees he has a new message. He touches the envelop. The message reads, “I have a present for you. Can you come home?”

He cannot help but smile, wondering what this present is that Melanie has for him. Rushing out the door, he jumps in his SUV and races home. James quickly unlocks the door to his house and sets his work bag on the floor at the base of the end-table in the family room. Hoping to see Melanie soon, he rushes into his bedroom to change clothes. To his surprise, Melanie is lying naked on his bed, her legs spread wide. James stops in his tracks. He cannot help but stand frozen in his place and stare.

“Surprise.” Melanie says seductively before sucking on the tip of her index finger.

“Wow. Umm. Hello. This is quite a surprise.” James says, stumbling over his words.

Melanie looks down and sees a bulge in James dress pants. His reaction makes her happy, and even more horny. She has been waiting for this day for a long time. She wasn’t sure if she would ever gain the courage to do it. After much deliberation, she decided it is the right time with the right person. After all, James had been so patient with her over the last few months, teaching her about real estate and giving in to her every sexual demand. There have been many firsts with him, it is now time to take the last step.

James removes his dress shirt and tosses it on the floor while Melanie works on removing his slacks. He can see the wanton desire in her face. He knows he should not be surprised, after all, the entire series of events with her have been a complete surprise to him. Climbing onto the bed, James pulls Melanie close. Her naked body feels warm against his skin. She leans in and kisses him deeply.

James waits a few seconds before braking the kiss. “So, how did you get into my house anyways?”

Melanie giggles. “I was admiring your yard work and I noticed a rock that seemed out of place. I picked it up and noticed it was plastic. I heard something rattle inside. When I turned it over, I saw the door. I opened it and found your spare key, so I decided to surprise you. You don’t mind finding a young woman naked in your bed do you?”

He leans in and gives her a quick peck on the lips before answering. “Absolutely not. I may have to find a better hiding place for my spare key though.”

They both laugh. James slowly begins to caress her breasts with his hand. She moans, encouraging him then pulls his mouth to her neck. “I love when you kiss my neck. It is such a turn-on.”, she tells him.

James takes the hint and softly kisses her neck while continuing to massage her breasts. Melanie runs her left hand up and down his back, softly dragging her nails on occasion. Her actions, encourage him to continue kissing up and down the side of her neck and behind her ear.

Her body is starting to heat up. Wanting more attention on her lower body, Melanie pushes is left hand down. He takes the hint and softly runs his fingers over her mound. She gasps as his fingers run over her labia and graze her anus.

“Are you my present?” James whispers into her ear.

Melanie takes a moment to enjoy the sensations of his fingers massaging her vagina before finally answering. “You have no idea.”

James smiles and gives her a look of confusion. “What does that mean?”

Unhappy his hand stopped moving as he looks at her, she says,”Please don’t stop.”

James Maltepe Escort hadn’t ever realized he paused. He starts making little soft circles on her swelling lips once again. Her knees pull back against her body, giving him wider access to her inner workings. He slides a finger inside her, rewarded with a faint moan.

“Perhaps your present is me and a friend.” she finally answers.

James looks her in the eyes with a serious look on his face. “Are you being serious?”

“You would like that wouldn’t you?”, she asks, testing him.

“Hmmm. If that is what you wanted.” James replies, being careful not to commit either way.

Melanie reaches down and starts stroking James’ inner thigh. She knows there is no way she could share him with a friend. It isn’t that she feels like he is only her man, it is more that she would feel uncomfortable being naked in front of a friend and seeing a friend naked as well.

Happy to keep him in suspense, Melanie gives him a partial answer. “No we are not having a threesome. I will give your a present that you won’t expect though….in a little bit.”

Sliding a finger inside her wetness, James starts teasing her insides. “You are being a tease today.”

Melanie starts stroking his penis. “I am a tease huh? Is this teasing?”

“Mmm. No that isn’t.” he replies.

James slides a second finger inside her vagina and places his thumb on her clitoral hood. She offers him a longer moan and lifts her hips toward his hand. The pressure of his hand against her clit feels so good. Wanting more, she puts her right hand over his hand and presses down.

“Quit teasing.” she says.

“Horny today aren’t we?” he says, laughing.

“Uh huh.” is her simple reply.

She begins stroking his penis faster, showing him how she wants him to move his hand. James matches her speed and starts moving his two fingers in and out of her spread lips faster. He begins rolling his thumb around the top of her hood and causes her hips to jump. “MMM! I like that. Keep it up.” she says.

Melanie can feel his penis grow and get warmer in her hand. She loves the feeling and the way the penis reacts. She just has to have it in her mouth. In one swift move, she rolls on top of him. His fingers slide out of her. She moves her body down him, her tongue leaving a wet trail down the center of his chest. Her lips slide over the tip of his penis.

Surprised by her aggressiveness, James lets out a long moan.

The taste of his swollen penis makes her mouth water; her vagina twinge in excitement. She knows this will be the last time she tastes his delicious manhood. Taking her time, Melanie slowly moves her lips down his penis, taking as much of him in her mouth as she can handle. Her mouth coats him with saliva.

His hands begin to muss her hair. She loves the feeling of his hands in her hair. Anxious to hear his response, Melanie starts bobbing her head, holding his swollen penis softly between her lips. She holds the base of his manhood and pleasures him. When his hips begin gyrating, she stops bobbing her head and concentrates on the tip of his head for a few seconds. Her tongue swirls around the mushroom head. She looks up at him and smiles, seeing his facial expressions of pleasure.

Melanie doesn’t want to get him too excited so she slides back up his body and presses his penis against the outside of her vagina. James opens his eyes and smiles. He wishes she would allow him to slide inside her, but he knows Anadolu Yakası Escort she has repeatedly stated that she doesn’t want to have intercourse because she is saving herself for that special man. He can only hope that he will accidentally slide inside her for a brief moment as they move. He imagines how the warmth of her inner walls would feel against the head of his penis.

Almost ready to give him a present he will never forget, Melanie leaves a trail of wet kisses from his neck to his mouth. She can hear his heavy breaths. She anticipates hearing the sound of his deep, short breaths in her ear very soon. She leaves several long, deep kisses on his lips before propping herself up with her hands. She looks down several inches at his face and gives him a huge, devilish smile.

James’ eyes open wide when Melanie starts grinding her hips against him. He rests his hands on her butt cheeks and does his best to resist from pushing himself inside her. He groans, wanting more, as she slides his penis slightly between the folds of her labia, spreading her wetness over his manhood.

“You are such a tease.” James exclaims.

“Why am I such a tease?” she asks, even though she already knows the answer.

“You know why.” he says. “You know that makes me want you so much.”

“Want me how?” Melanie asks, pulling her hips up, sliding her vagina up his hard penis.

“Oh my God.” He exclaims, feeling his penis begin to throb. “You make me want to be inside you. That is not fair.”

“Oh!” she says, faking realization. Her hips carefully slide down him slowly, one more time.

Her motions are not only teasing him. Each time she slides him between her lips, she feels a strong twinge inside. His hot penis feels great against her inner labia. It makes her want to do it again, more and more. She slides her hips up his length again. The tip of his penis almost slides inside her vagina. She stops just short of inserting him inside her. He moans loudly. She moans in response and takes a deep breath before sliding her hips down, pushing his penis over her now exposed clit. This makes her throw her head back and moan.

She cannot take the teasing anymore. She tries not to think about what is going to happen. It is time. “I am ready to give you your present.” she says.

“I am ready. What is it?” He asks.

Melanie takes one last deep breath then very slowly rolls her hips up his penis. She allows the tip of his head to press inside her vagina. “Enjoy!” she groans as she begins to slowly push his hard manhood inside her vagina. She cannot believe how hot his skin feels inside her. Inch by inch she lowers her hips.

“Holy shit.” James says. “What are you doing?”

Melanie stops a second. “Do you like your present?”

He looks her deep in the eyes and smiles. “Are you sure?”

Pushing her hips down over the rest of his penis and groaning, Melanie says, “I AM SURE!”

She raises her hips until his penis is almost completely out of her. She immediately wants him back inside. James uses his hands to help guide her hips back down on top of him. They both moan deeply. Melanie lowers the top of her body back on top of his chest. Their lips lock. Her hips start moving a little faster. Melanie feels a little awkward, trying to learn a smooth rhythm, having never done this before.

James’ penis slides out of her walls. She groans and feels a little silly. She takes his penis in hand and guides him back inside her. She İstanbul Escort cannot believe how much it stretches her insides. The first few times were painful, now she has adjusted to him and begins to feel pleasure. She cannot believe she waited so long to do this. If she had known it would feel so wonderful being filled, she may have had sex before now.

Realizing she is having a hard time getting rhythm, James rolls over on top of her and takes control. He raises his hips and slowly slides inside her. Her walls grip him. “You are so damn tight.”

She hopes that is a good thing. Her hands wrap around his back and hold him tightly against her body. James pushes her knees up to her ribs, spreading her wider and starts to pick up the pace. Her hips find his rhythm after a few gyrations and push up against him just as his hips push down against her body. She starts moaning over and over. She can hear his breathing growing stronger and getting shorter with each thrust.

Their bodies start smacking against each other. Melanie wraps her ankles around the small of his back and holds onto him with all her might. She buries her mouth into the small of his neck, sucking and biting. Never has she felt such emotion, such pleasure inside. Her vibrator is nothing compared to the feeling of a real man inside her. She can feel tears begin to flow down her face as she gasps for air. He is taking the air out of her chest. The weight of his chest pressing down against her body; the heat exuding off his body, it is all a little too much.

It has been months since James had had intercourse. He stopped looking for another woman the first time she came over to his house. He did not know where this would all lead, but he had no desire to find someone else. The feeling of her walls gripping tightly against his throbbing penis is getting to be too much. He knows he will not last much longer.

The sound of their hips smacking fills the room. The aroma of sex surrounds them. His hips start thrusting hard and fast. She cannot hold her legs against him anymore. Her legs fall to the bed and spread as wide as she can. Her fingers dig deep into his skin as she holds on for life. She can feel her body preparing to have a great release.

His hips start moving in a feverish manner. His moans mix with her moans. Her hips thrust against him, trying to feel him deeper inside. She cannot get enough.

James wants to spill his seed deep inside her. He wants to feel her walls spasm against him, but he knows what it may lead to. After making a few last feverish thrusts, James pulls out. Melanie opens her eyes and groans, wondering why he suddenly stopped. She watches him stroke himself a few times before shooting his seed all over her stomach.

He falls down beside her. Both of them are drenched in sweat. It takes a few minutes for them to finally catch their breath. Melanie can feel the sticky semen on her stomach and chest.

“Did you like your present?”

“Very much so.” he says with a long lasting smile.

Melanie leans over and gives him a peck on the cheek. “I wanted our last time to be very special.”

“Our last time?” James questions her.

“Yes.” she says before pausing a second. “I am getting too emotional. I am liking you too much and I know we won’t work as a couple. I hope you understand.”

He knew this would not last forever, but he didn’t know it would end so abruptly. “Yes. I understand.”

Melanie scoots off the bed and makes her way to the bathroom. She cleans up then dresses without saying a word. Everything suddenly seems awkward. James is still lying on the bed when she returns to the bedroom. She dresses then leans in and kisses him one more time, long and deep.

“Goodbye.” she says, turning around and exiting the room.

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Julia had always stood out in a crowd. She was different somehow, strikingly beautiful. Tall and voluptuous with big, firm breasts and a small waist. Shoulder length blonde hair, big blue eyes and a smile that could light up any room.

Tonight was no different. Heads turned as she walked into the party with her parents and her best friend, Kat. As they sat down at a table Julia smiled as she felt eyes on her. She looked around the room taking in the scene around her, looking for something, or someone, to catch her eye.

“Great party, Julia!”, Kat nodded her head to the beat of the song that blasted out, “lets dance.”

As they walked to the dance floor Julia noticed a guy staring at her. She took in the image of the middle aged guy and smiled flirtatiously at him as he looked her body over. She loved the feeling she got from being watched by strange men. It Ümraniye Escort turned her on and she felt that familiar burning sensation between her legs.

The man was tall and dark with deep brown eyes and a sexy smirk on his face. Julia loved the way he looked at her as she rocked her body to the beat. Her curvy hips moved suggestively around in circles underneath her tight black dress.

As the night went on, and she became more drunk, Julia moved closer to the mystery guy and then finally went over and sat next to him at his table.

“Hey there” he muttered as he leaned over and ran his eyes over her long, brown legs. “hey yourself! wanna dance??” she found herself more and more attracted to the tall, dark and handsome stranger.

“I’d love to dance…if you come outside to my car first. I need to get my cell phone.” Julia looked around to see where İstanbul Escort her family were and when she saw them dancing and having a good time she agreed to the sexy man.

The cold air of the night hit her bare skin hard and she hugged herself. “Don’t worry, baby… you’ll get warm in a minute” She smiled at him, “what’s your name, baby?”

“Kerr” he replied from behind her and snaked his arms around her waist. She sucked in a deep breath then turned around in his arms. Allowing the stranger to pull her body closer she leaned up to his face and kissed him. Their tongues entwined and the kiss became more fierce.

As their bodies pressed closer she felt a bulge from underneath his tight blue jeans and she broke the kiss. Her nipples stood out of her flimsy dress like bullets.

Julia backed away from him and took advantage of this man’s hunger for her Anadolu Yakası Escort body. She rubbed her hands over her tits and then slid out of her black dress revealing a sexy black thong. With that he grabbed her body roughly and tore her thong from her. She gasped in excitement and began to unzip his pants. When they were both naked her lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around him. Her tight pussy burned in anticipation of the huge, throbbing cock that would penetrate her.

He pushed his dick straight up her and moaned in ecstasy as her pussy enveloped it. every thrust got faster and harder as they longed to cum. He spanked her ass as they fucked and she screamed louder and louder!

“I surrender my body to you!! ooohhhhh yes!! Fuck me!! shoot your seed deep into me!! aaahhhhhh YES!!”

He grunted in orgasm as they climaxed and wave after wave of his cum shot into her. Her cum juices soaked his cock and they rocked until it stopped.

Julia rejoined the party and no one had even noticed her absence. She went back to the dance floor and looked around the room. I wonder who else is here??

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Dear erotica lover,

For your reference, Jess and Nick have been cyber lovers for over three years but they’ve never met and have only exchanged a few pictures during that time.

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Ah humans, what a strange species we are. Over quite a relatively short time-span we’ve developed automobiles, aircrafts, life saving vaccinations, computers, and have even put man on the Moon. However, all this technology is useless when we’re pitted against extreme temperature changes.Chuckling at my musings, I wipe the sweat from my brow for the umpteenth time and marvel at the fact that just a short while ago I was bundled up for a bitterly cold winter and now here I am, wearing a sundress and melting on the sidewalk.

Taking a break from my amateur spy game, I luckily found a shaded restaurant patio and have been absently fanning myself with the menu as I gaze at the beautiful scenery. The adventurer in me would love nothing more than to tour the sites and soak up all the diverse culture but I came here on a mission and am determined to accomplish my goal.Yeah, that’s it Jessica, give yourself that pep talk, you need it, you insufferable procrastinator.

Peering behind my shades, I adjust my big sun hat and smile. Behaving like a spy gives me a cheap thrill but the fact of the matter is that this disguise is pointless. I could walk right up to him, happily chirp ‘Hi!’, then grab his ears and kiss him soundly and he’d still have absolutely no idea who I was.

‘Nicholas Montgomery Benton…’ the name rolls easily off my tongue as the people at nearby tables eye me strangely.Yeah so I talk to myself people, deal with it. Anyway, that poor boy still doesn’t realize the mistake he made by giving me his full name. He’s been arousing me both mentally and physically for such a long time and when he mentioned his name, it was like being zapped by a live wire. Well, not really but you get the idea. Before I could talk myself out of this shenanigan, I asked him a few casual questions, did some investigating on the Internet…ah the Internet, what a wonderful thing… and promptly booked a flight to Australia.

So, I’ve been tracking him for about a week now; discretely watching him go to university, watching him occasionally go out with his friends, and watching him go home to his apartment, thankfully alone. My body may burn when I think of being with him but there’s no way I’d go through with this debacle if he had a girlfriend. I consider him a friend so the last thing I’d ever want to do is try to steal him away from another woman, that would be just plain insane.Yeah and traveling across the world to stalk a man isn’t insane? Chuckling, I shake my head, eliciting a few more strange looks from the people nearby.

The stalking, er, the surveillance has proven one thing: he’s quite the social butterfly and rarely seems to be alone. This has been frustrating me to no end because I’ve been beginning to wonder if I’d ever get the opportunity to pounce on him, um, I mean meet him, yeah that’s it.

Again, I’m jolted out of my musings as I spot him leaving the gym he’s been in for the past hour. Quickly rising, I cause my chair to overturn and grumble in exasperation. Righting it, I throw a few bills down on the table and turn to see that everyone is staring at me.Damn busybodies! ‘Hope you all enjoyed the show’ I say cheerfully and with a wave, quickly leave the restaurant.

I follow him to his apartment and spend the next four hours sitting in my stinking hot car, watching to see if he’ll go out or if anyone will drop by to visit him. Lucky for me he remains alone. He must be tired tonight because around 9pm, all his lights turn off except for one.Yes! Finally!

There’s no need to rush as I head back to my hotel. Soaking in a bubble bath, I feel all the sweat wash off my body and I sigh in pleasure. About an hour and a half later I zip a sleeveless short baby blue dress on over my sexy lingerie and slide into baby blue three-inch high heels… a gal needs to look her best when planning a seduction. I like this dress because it’s airy and has nice big pockets to hold all my goodies. Besides, it’s too bloody hot to wear the requisite spy trench coat.

Heading back to his place, I park the car, get out and stand there, gazing up at his third floor apartment and that’s when it hits me… how the hell am I going to sneak into a locked apartment? Becoming agitated, I pace back and forth and then decide to circle around to the back, hoping that inspiration will strike. It doesn’t but Lady Luck sure comes to my rescue. My eyes track the fire escape ladder that leads up, past his balcony and I emit a little joyful laugh as I spot his partially opened balcony door.Tsk, tsk Nick, you really should lock your doors, you never know when a crazy person might just wander into your apartment.

Chuckling, I jump up and pull down the fire escape ladder, and then I grab a nearby garbage can so that I can reach the lowest rung. It’s times like these when Pendik Escort I hate being short.Yeah right Jessica, so you use the fire escape often to climb up to unsuspecting male’s apartments? Teetering in my heels, I manage to grab hold of the ladder and climb up to his balcony.

With my right foot perched on the balcony ledge, I place my left foot down but it suddenly slips and I fall off. Crying out, I manage to grab hold of the railing in the nick of time but my legs swing wildly as I frantically try to hold on. The only reason why I haven’t hit the hard cement below with a huge SPLAT thus far is because my arms are strong, from the frequent workouts at the gym. Boy am I ever thankful that I forced myself to continue with the exercise regime; all that torture finally paid off. With the adrenaline pumping in my frantic veins, I swing my right leg up and hook it into the railing, then proceed to the arduous task of pulling myself up.

It’s the longest minute of my life as, with a huge sigh of relief, I finally climb over his railing and kneel on the balcony, waiting for the weakness to pass and my heartbeat to slow down.Why the hell did I wear these heels? Geez, it’s not like I’d keep them on when the fun started; he’d never even see the bloody shoes! Grumbling to myself, I stand up, making sure that my legs are steady, and then promptly slide through the open door. Standing just inside, I glance curiously around but can barely see anything because it’s so dark. That’s when I notice the sliver of light coming through the bottom of a door.

Smiling, I move toward the light and trip over something on the floor, careening into a side table. After the loud thump I made and equally loud cry of surprise, I stand frozen, positive that he’ll come running out to investigate what the sounds were. An eon passes…well, it feels that way… as I remain immobile, with my heartbeat thumping loudly in the silence; but he doesn’t come out. Releasing my pent-up breath with a loud ‘whoosh’, I quickly step out of my shoes and carefully pad barefoot across the room.Goddamn heels! They’ve been nothing but a nuisance!

Quietly I turn the doorknob and begin to push open the door, desperately hoping that it won’t squeak and betray my presence.Whew, It didn’t. Stepping into the room, I almost laugh joyfully as I see that Lady Luck is working in my favour again; I’ve found Nick in his bedroom and he’s alone. I watch him sleeping peacefully for a moment then finally put an end to my stalking.

A soft smile touches my lips as I approach the bed and gaze down at him. A book is folded on his bare chest; carefully picking it up I glance at the title, “The Hobbit”, and chuckle. Setting it on the nightstand, I begin to survey him from head to toe and feel stirrings of arousal. He’s only wearing silky looking dark green boxers on that body, and oh what a body. He’s not bulky or meaty, just long and sleek, mmm, how sexy. Tearing my gaze away from his body, I continue my perusal. His sheets are crumpled at the foot of the bed, as if he got too hot in his sleep and kicked them away.

My hand hovers over his handsome face but I don’t dare touch him just yet, I still have some work to do. Delving into my large right pocket, I pull out two silk scarves and lay them on the bed. Glancing at the headboard for the first time, I shake my head in amusement.Oooh, thank you, thank you, thank you, Lady Luck! How convenient that his headboard is slatted, quite convenient indeed, I must say.

Picking up one of the scarves, I move around to the side of the bed and gingerly lift his arm, expertly tying his right wrist to the corner slat. Then I walk around to the other side of the bed, grab the remaining scarf, and tie his left wrist to the other corner slat. He shifts in his sleep but doesn’t awaken. Stepping back, I admire my handiwork. I practiced for quite a while on those knots so I know that his binds will hold. The only way he’ll be able to get free is if he breaks the bed.

Again my eyes travel over his body but just looking isn’t enough any longer. Extending my index finger, I lightly trail it over his face, down his throat, across each nipple, all along his chest, and then pause as I reach the elastic waistband of his boxers. He looks so enticing in those silky boxers with the soft material clinging lovingly to his bulge. My finger lightly trails along his length and it’s all I can do to fight the urge to just grab him and be done with it.Poor Nick, he’s barely moved through my caresses, which means that he must be dead tired.

I really should let him get his sleep but I travelled all this way and have no intention of stopping now. Shrugging indifferently, I slowly slide my index finger along the waist of his boxers, then, unconcerned about waking him now, I grab the top of his boxers and yank them down his legs and off.Oh my, what a beautiful penis.

With a jolt, he awakens and stares up at me in bewilderment. As his foggy mind slowly clears and Kurtköy Escort it registers that his arms are tied over his head and he’s naked, the confusion in his eyes turns to fear.Poor guy, he has no idea who I am or what I’m going to do to him, I’d be scared too if I was in his position. Oooh, tied up, helpless, and at Nick’s mercy, now that thought is so arousing.

‘What the hell are you doing!? How did you get in here!? Who the hell are you!?’ His bellowing snaps me out of my wayward thoughts and patiently I watch him tugging on his arms, trying to get free. God, the more he squirms, the more aroused I get as I watch his flaccid penis bouncing from his movements.Mmm, you won’t be soft for long.

Noticing where I’m staring, he panics, probably hating that he’s so helpless, and growls ‘Untie me you bitch!’

‘Not yet and watch your language, young man’ are the first words he hears me say. I pull something out of my left pocket and his eyes widen when he sees that it’s tiny red panties. Opening his mouth to no doubt yell something else at me, I promptly stuff the panties in his mouth, making an effective gag. ‘Stop yelling, Nick, you’re distracting me.’

Stepping back, I slowly unzip my dress and it drops to the floor. His eyes flare a bit when he sees that I’m wearing a tight red teddy that is fastened with clasps along my pussy and is so low cut that it can barely contain my large breasts. The material looks lacy and partially see-through but it definitely isn’t lace since the blasted thing itches.

Slowly, I trace the edge of the teddy, my finger sliding over the curve of my breast, dipping in between, then over my other breast. Then bending forward, I slide my hands over my right calve up to my firm thigh, brushing over my mound, along my hips, then up to cup my breasts. Squeezing them, my hands can barely cover my large orbs as I purr ‘Like what you see?’

I glance into Nick’s slightly glazed eyes then down to his hardening cock and smile. I can see that he’s fighting his attraction, especially since his eyes periodically clench shut, as if to block out the sight of my curves, but it’s a losing battle, his body is taking control of his mind. Climbing onto the bed, I straddle his lap, placing my covered crotch against his naked cock and feel it harden even further. ‘So Nicky-poo, it looks like you DO like red, after all.’

I see his eyes darken with disbelief then the expression quickly changes from surprise to incredulity, hmm, and not to mention a tiny bit of relief.No, I’m not a crazy bitch Nick, well I am but I won’t hurt you. ‘What is it Nick, did my Canadian accent give me away?’ He thrashes beneath me and yells something through the gag but there’s no way that I can understand him.

‘Quiet down, Nick, I’m not removing the gag so shut up.’ My smile shows him that I’m not being malevolent. Placing my hands on his stomach, I slide my pussy along his length and smile further when I hear his grunt. ‘Mmm, like that Nick? The material is certainly soft, but not as soft as this.’ With those words, I lift up slightly and rip open the clasps of my teddy then sink back down and spread my labia so that as I resume sliding along his now incredibly hard cock, my hairless nether lips wrap around him. ‘Oh Nick, that feels so good’ I moan. The friction against my pussy and the occasional brushing against my clit are almost unbearable.

The rasping feels so wonderful as I keep sliding against him and he’s straining against his binds as I grind harder and faster, producing a delicious tingle throughout my body. I’m surprised at how quickly I’m approaching the point of no return but this is quite an erotic experience and I have wanted him for a very long time.

Suddenly stopping, I lift off his cock, shiny from our mutual arousal, and position his knob against my entrance. ‘I want you inside me when I climax’ I purr and then sink blissfully down. However, I have to pause after only taking about half of him because my pussy isn’t stretching quickly enough. ‘Oh fuck Nick, you’re so thick’ I gasp as my whole body trembles in awareness. Biting my lip, I let the slightly painful wave ease then begin to bounce minutely, stretching myself around his girth.

My small movements work and I feel the slight burning as he slides deeper into me. However, not being a very patient person, the delay is wearing on me so I suddenly lunge down hard and scream as I impale myself completely onto his cock. Shaking from the pleasure and pain, our gazes meet with the same expression: lust and shock.

My internal muscles clamp around him as I lift up slowly, until just his tip is embedded in me; then I plunge down, crying out from the resulting sensation. Too aroused to prolong this delight, I begin to ride him; my tempo quickly increasing as I grunt and whimper every time I slam down.

Meanwhile, Nick is sweating and squirming, the strain starting to tell on him. He suddenly bucks up incredibly hard, surprising the hell out of Maltepe Escort me as he thrusts into my womb. I let loose a loud wail as I arch my head back and clench my eyes shut, feeling an almost brutal wave of pleasure attack me. Lost in my delirium, I reach up to squeeze my encased breasts and my painfully hard grip only adds to my pleasure.

Continuing to ride him, my gasps and his grunts are loud but they have no chance of drowning out the slurping sounds of my aroused cunt. Glancing down, I watch his shiny cock disappear and reappear for a moment then slide my lustful gaze up to his face. His expression makes my breath catch; Nick’s eyes are wild and his entire body is taut as he tries to yank at the binds that are refusing to loosen.

He glares at me, most likely angry at his inability to take what he wants, and with another strong thrust, bashes so deeply inside me that it abruptly becomes too much. Shrieking, I ride him wildly, slamming down over and over as my orgasm begins to explode inside me. My head falls forward as I scream and my nails unconsciously dig into his chest as I thrash over him. In my frenzy, I don’t hear his loud grunting or notice his wild bucking.

As my spasms slowly subside from a relatively brief climax, I sink down weakly and cling to his chest. Trembling slightly, I lie against him, resting my head against his chest until it begins to dawn on me that his heartbeat is thundering under my ear. Glancing up, I see his wild expression and quickly deduce that I stopped before he had a chance to cum.

Softly, I lick and kiss his throat then slide my lips up to nibble on his earlobe. I slide my breasts against his chest, tormenting him a bit and smile when I hear his helpless grunt. I didn’t think that I’d want him again so soon after my orgasm but when his shaft flexes and moves inside me, my cunt eagerly clasps around him.Mmm, I do love feeling him stuffed inside me.

With the resurgence of my arousal, I sit up and whimper as his hard cock rubs against my sensitive tissues. ‘Mmm, Nicky-poo, you’re lucky that I want you again, otherwise I wouldn’t have allowed you to cum’ I tease good-naturedly. Squeezing my muscles around his hard length produces a shiver of pleasure and I slowly begin to rotate my hips, grinding against his pubic bone. ‘Don’t worry handsome, you’ll be VERY satisfied by the time I’m through with you.’ The poor guy can only stare helplessly back at me, a man wild with lust and on the edge.

‘Nick, bend your legs at the knees and plant your feet flat against the bed.’ As he heeds my command, I gasp at the resulting sensation of his cock shifting inside me and pressing against the front wall of my pussy. Leaning back against his thighs, I plant my feet flat against his shoulders and reach back to grip his legs for balance. ‘OK sexy, masturbate yourself inside my tight pussy. Fuck up into me and spill your seed, I want you to give it all to me.’

No sooner have I said those words than he’s bucking up hard. At first, he’s thrusting with long and deep strokes that cause my body to jolt in reaction, but then his rhythm changes and becomes more frenzied. Pistoning his length inside me, he repeatedly jabs me sharply with his rampant flesh and I helplessly stare at him as I’m bounced and shifted on his lap.

Powerless against the onslaught and enjoying it immensely, I want to prolong the inevitable but the choice is taken away from me as he keeps rubbing against a particularly sensitive spot. Wildly I begin to bounce on top of him, trying to bear under the sharp lash of sensation but it’s a losing battle. My spasms increase in intensity as he repeatedly slams into me, pumping harder and faster as he works towards his own climax. Then he suddenly bucks up hard, roaring through his gag as his cock jerks inside my convulsing pussy, releasing stream after stream of creamy cum.

We grind hard against each other; unable to control what’s happening to us but the fever does eventually end. His legs sink down and I find myself slumping forward and falling onto his chest, so spent from the wild loving. This time, it’s a much longer recovery and when our breathing has resumed back to normal, I slide off him to curl against his side; smiling at the soft plopping sound his cock makes when he slips out of me. His eyes are closed but he’s grinning contently as I softly caress his cheek then smooth back his hair.

Perhaps we dozed off because when I rouse, the sweat has dried on our bodies. Lifting up onto my elbow, I scan the length of his body and inexplicably feel the stirrings of lust again.Wow, I always figured that I was insatiable but this is getting ridiculous; it must be because I’m in the Prime of my life. Chuckling, I softly trail a finger down his body and when I reach his soft penis, I bend down to whisper in his ear ‘You make me so hungry, Nick. You’ve often professed that you have a lot of stamina because you’re so young so I’m going to hold you to your word.’ I see his surprise as I slink down his body, knowing that giving him a blowjob will allow me the perfect opportunity to recuperate a bit more, but that’s not the only reason. I’ve fantasized about holding him in my mouth, feeling his texture and have definitely wondered what he tasted like.

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Bundan 2 ay kadar önce sürekli görüştüğüm fatih isimli bana yakın yerde olan bir arkadaş evinin müsait olduğunu ve beni cumartesi akşamı beklediğini söyleyip durdu.Bende işlerimin yoğunluğundan dolayı kesin birşey diyemem dedim.Cumartesi olduğunda fatihe ulaşıp durumu sordum gel deyince arabayla yola koyulup 30 dk sonra işyerine gelmiştim bile.İçeri girdiğimde 23-24 yaşlarında yakışıklı diyebileceğim derecede sarışın biri daha vardı.Ben tedirgin olarak sanki müşteriymişim gibi yaparak sigara istedim fatihte direk söze girip merak etme bu arkadaşta bizden deyince şaşırdım tabi o kişide.

Meğerse fatih benden kesin gelirim lafını duyamayınca önceden sex yaptığı o kişiyide çağırmış ben geliyorum deyincede birşey dememiş 2 tarafada.Zaten her zaman 3. kişi bulalım diyip duruyordu şimdi fırsat eline geçmiş oldu.Hemen toplanıp evine geçtik.Girdiğimiz gibi salona geçip oturduk.fatih umutla bizi tanıştırdı.Umut 2 yıl önce üniyi bitirmiş üni yıllarından beri tanışıyorlarmış 23 yaşında ap imiş.Biz sohbet ederken fatih wc ye gidip temizlenmeye koyuldu.İşini bitirip yanımıza döndüğünde üstünde hiç birşey yoktu o kadar küçük penisi vardıki başını görmek bile zordu.Bana dönüp zamanın az senin haydi erkeklerim karınızı doyurma vakti geldi deyip umutun elinden tutup yatak odasına doğru yürümeye başladı.Onlar önde ben arkada ilerleyerek önümde giden fatihle umutun zarif vücutlarının hazzıyla odaya girdik.

Odaya girdiğimiz gibi fatih bizi yanyana getirip pantolonların üstünden bir eliyle beni bir eliylede umutunkini okşamaya başladı önümüzde diz çöküp.Bizde durumu değerlendirip umutla öpüşmeye ellerimizle birbirimizi okşamaya başladık.Öyle güzel ve kalın dudakları vardı ki resmen 2 dudağımı içine alıyordu.Biz öpüşürken fatih pantolonlarımızı çıkarmaya başladı.Önce umutu tamamen soydu sonra benim altımdakileri.Olayın heyecanından olsa gerek umutunki tamamen kalkık haldeydi.Güzel dümdüz bi penisi vardı umutun yaklaşık 15-16 cm civarı ve benimkinden inceydi.Fatih direk hazır kalkmış haldeki umutun penisine saxoya başladı.Bende fatihin arkasına geçerek temizlemiş olduğu kabak gibi karşımda duran deliğe parmaklarımla masaja başladım.

Fatih öyle iştahla yalıyorduki anlatamam sanki susuzluktan ölmüş gibi daldı umutun penisine.Çok sürmedi bu durum umut iyice dolmuş olmalıki fatihin öününden çekilip benim olduğum yere doğru yöneldi.Prezervatifi çıkarıp bi hamlede penisine oturttu ve yumuşamış deliğe hiç zorlanmadan girmeye başladı.Bende umutun bıraktığı boşluğu anında doldurmak için ağzına verdim.Bu sefer aynı şekilde hızlı hızlı benimkini ağzına almış alabildiğince içeri sokmaya çalışıyordu.Tam bu anda soluklanmak için ağzından çektiğinde umutun yüklenmesiyle bir ahh çektiki odada yankılandı resmen.Umuta doğru baktığımda temposunu kazanmış inanılmaz şekilde sokup çıkardığını gördüm.Burdan gelen gazla fatihte tekrar benimkine yumulmuştu bile.

Umut pozisyonu değiştirmek için fatihi kaldırıp yataga doğru eğdi bende yatakta ayağa kalkıp yeniden ağzına verdim.Artık kazık gibi olmuş penisim fatihin ağzını yarıyordu resmen.2-3 dk daha bu pozisyona devam edip umut boşalmamak için çıkardı penisini.Hemen yere inip fatihi yatağın kenarında bacak omuzdaya getirdim.Prezervatifi takıp deliğe doğru hafifçe yüklendim.Umutun penisinin girmesi nedeniyle çokda zorlanmadan önce başını sonra yüklenmemlede tümünü almıştı fatih.Umutta prezervatifi çıkarıp hemen dimdik haldeki penisi fatihe uzattı.Arkada ben önde umut tüm deliklerini kapatmıştık fatihin.Sonra umut arkasını dönüp fatihe doğru deliğini uzattığında umutunda p olmak istediğini anladım.Fatih iştahla süt gibi bembeyaz deliğe yumuluverdi.Benim tempoma kendini uydurup ben yüklenince deliğe gömülüyor geri çektiğimde oda çekiyordu başını.

Artık pozisyon değiştirme sırası bendeydi.Fatihi çekip yatakta bacaklarını içine çekmiş halde bekleyen umutun önüne geldim.Fatihte umutun başına oturmuş deliğini emmesi için umuta yanaşmıştı.Umutun deliğini o derece yalamıştıki fatih sırılsıklam haldeydi.Penisimi deliğe denk getirip az bişey yüklenmemle umuttan bi ahh sesi duydum.Hiç hareket etmeden biraz bekleyerek deliğin genişlemesini bekledim.Sonra yavaş yavaş ileri geri küçük hareketler yapmaya başladım.1-2 dk daha bu şekilde yaparak acı çekmemesini sağlayarak artık hazır hale getirdim.Ve hızlanmaya başlamamla umutun ohh seslerinin gelmesi bir oldu.İnanılmaz derecede zevk almıstım bu sahneden.Sonra aklıma filmlerde görüp hiç yapmadığım bir sahne geldi.

Fatihi tutup umutun üstüne yatırdım.Onlar öpüşürken önümde 2 adet delik vardı.Biraz umuta sokup çıkarıyor ardından fatihe dayıyorum.Bundan 2 side memnun olacakki birbirlerine yumulmuşlar deliğe soktuğum kişi her sokuşumda oh sesiyle bana eşlik etmeye başlamıştı.Bir umuta bir fatihe derken iyice yorulmuş haldeydim.Olayın zevki benide bitirmişti ama boşalma noktasında henüz değildim.Fatihi kaldırıp umutun yerine uzandım ve fatihe oturmasını söyledim.Umutta ayağa kalkıp fatihe doğru döndü ve inmiş penisini ağzına verdi.Fatih öyle zıplıyorduki şap şap sesi duyuluyordu her oturuşunda.Çok sürmeden umut yeniden dimdik haldeydi.Benim prezervatif tak ve sende gir dememle fatihin yüzünde biraz korku olmuştu ama artık duramazdık.Dediğimi yapıp umutta fatihin arkasına geldi.Deliğe tükürüp aletini tuttuğu gibi itiverince fatih resmen haykırdı.Ama umut hiç bekletmeden üstten pompalamaya başlamıştı bile.Umutun penisinin giriş çıkışını hissediyordum ama ben çokda hareket etmemeye çalıştım penislerin çıkmaması için.

Umutun seri giriş çıkışları fatihide alıştırmıştı artık ve sadece ohh diyiyordu.Birden içinden çıkıp fatihin deliğinin üstüne doğru boşalmaya başladı.Deliğin içinde sabit bekleyen bendeydi artık sıra alttan yüklenerek bende hızlandım ve umuta geliyorum dedim tam bu anda umut penisimi çekip fatihin deliğine denk getirdi ve deliğe boşalmaya başladım.Umut ta deliğe başını eğip benim menilerimi yalıyor fatihin deliğindekileride ağzıyla topluyordu.Penisimide tertemiz yapan umut fatihin dudağına yapışı bi kısmınıda ona ikram etti ve 2 side bi hamlede ağzılarında kalan dölleri yuttu.Sırayla temizlenmeye koyulduk.Odaya gelip birer sigara yaktık umutla.Fatihte mutfağa gidip içecek bişeyler getirmişti.Sigaramızı içeceklerimizi içmiş yatakta ben ortada umutla fatihte yanlarımda yatar vaziyetteyken pasiflerim tekrardan işe koyulmaya inik haldeki penisime dokunuşlar yapmaya başladılar.Bir fatih yalıyor bir umut.2 kişinin delice saxosundan dolayı çok geçmeden sert hale gelmiştim.

Bu sefer ilk Umutla başlamak istediğim için.Fatihi elinden tutup umutun deliğiniyalamasını söyledim.Umut bana saxoya devam ederken fatihte umutu hazır hale getirmeye başladı.Fatihin dil darbalerinden olsa gerek umut kendini bırakmış penisimi ağzına almış öylece bekliyordu.Deliğin hazır halde olduğunu anladım ve hafif düzelerek fatihin prezervatifi özenle takmasını bekledim.Umutu yatar vaziyete getirip bacaklarını birleştirdim ve arkasından deliğe başını dayayıp kendimide umutun üstüne bıraktım.Hafif yüklenmemle başı hemen giriverdi.Fatihte arkama geçip belimden destek olup daha ileriye yüklenmeme yardımcı oluyordu.Her ileri harekette umut haykırmamak için ağzını yastığa gömüyor adeta dişliyordu. Bu halde acı çektiği bariz belliydi.

Hemen pozisyon değiştirip umutu yüzü bana gelecek şekilde döndürdüm ve fatihe umutun bacaklarını iyice kendine doğru çekmesini istedim.Fatihin çekmesiyle birlikte muhteşem göt deliği tam karşımdaydı ve deliğin genişliği görülmeye değer haldeydi.Hiç beklemeden hemen dayayıp ileri ittim kendimi.Umut tekrardan feryat etti.Ben acıdı diye duruyorken fatih devam etmemi söyledi.Umuta döndüğümde umutta fatihi destekler şekilde hareket edince var gücümle yüklenmeye başladım.Belli zaman sonra artık tamamen tenlerimiz birbirine değiyordu.Fatih bi anda geri çekilerek deliğini umutun ağzına doğru gelecek şekilde oturdu..Umut iyice kendini bırakmış halde zevkin doruklarına ulaşmıştı ve peniside kazık gibi olmuştu bu anı yaşamasıyla.Ben umuttan çıkıp aynı pozisyona fatihi getirdim.Umut kalktığı gibi fatihin dudağına yumuldu arada bişeyler konuşuyorlardı ve öpüşmeye devam ediyorlardı.

Deliğinin ıslanmasıyla fatih yine çok zorlanmadan alabilmişti benimkini.Biraz önceki sexe göre daha iştahlı olması benide zevklenriyordu.Ben ileri geri hareket ederken oda elleriyle belimden tutup kendine doğru var güçle girmemi ister gibi kendine çekiyordu.Umut ben devam edeyim sen fatihin oraya geç dedi.Hemen dediğini yapıp umutun fatihe aynı pozisyonda girmesini izlemeye başladım.Bir anda fatih eliyle vücudumu tutup kendine çekti ve deliğimi yalamaya başladı.Umut seri halde yüklenmeye başladığında fatihte benim deliğimle oynuyor bazen diliyle bazen parmaklarıyla hareketler yapıyordu.

Umut hadi fatih daha hazır değilmi dediğinde olayı anladım.Umutta bana aktif olmak istemiş bu yüzden fatihe deliğimi yumuşatmasını söylemişti demin öpüşürken.Bana bunu neden sormadın dediğimde istemezsin diye düşündüm dedi.Sorun yok zevkle olurum istemen yeterliydi dediğim de umut çok mutlu olmuştu.Fatihin tamamdır demesiyle umut beni yatırıp biraz önce onları yaptığım pozisyona getirmişti bile.Penisini deliğe denk getirip yavaş yavaş kendini bırakmaya başlayınca başıyla beraber yarısına kadarı bir anda girmişti bile.Fatihte bir yandan benimle öpüşüyor bir yandanda ayaklarımı çekip umutun daha kolay girmesini sağlıyordu.1-2 dk sonra umutun tenini hissediyordum artık her yüklenmesinde.Tempolanma sırasının geldiğini anladığımda kendimi iyice serbest bırakmaya başladım.Penisi ince olduğundan çokda zorlamamıştı beni.

Bir müddet daha bu şekilde yaptıktan sonra umut içimden çıkıp fatihe önüme geçmemi istedi.Sanırım oda fantazi yapmak istiyordu.Fatihi yatırıp bacak omuzdaya getirip hala sert haldeki penisimi sokmaya başladım.Umutta arkama gelerek bana sokmaya başladı.Ortalarında hareket ederek hem önümdeki fatihe giriyor geri çekildiğimdede umutun aletini içimde hissederek git gele devam ettim.Artık dayanacak gücü kalmayan umut arkamdan çıkıp fatihin başının önüne geldi ve prezervatifi çıkarıp eliyle 31 çekmeye başladı.Çok geçmedende tüm döllerini fatihin ağzına doğru boşaltmaya başladı.Benimde dayanacak halim kalmadı ve geliyorum bende diyerek hemen bende fatihe doğru yöneldim.Tam bu anda umut beni kendine çekerek onun ağzına boşalmamı istediği için penisimi direk umutun ağzına tıkıp gitgel yapmaya başladım.

Haykırarak boşalmaya başladığımda umutta hiç hareket etmeden tüm döllerimin ağzında kalmasını sağlıyordu.Tamamen bittiğinde hafif gargara yaparak tüm dölün ağzında olduğunu fatihe gösterdi ve bir hamlede yutkunarak hepsini midesine yollayıverdi.Bu gece için 2 sinede teşekkür ettim, saat baya geç olmuştu ve geri döneceğimden bana zevk veren 2 partnerimlede vedalaşıp evden ayrıldım.

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şansım yaver gitmişti. çünkü onların oda numarası 12 ve benimki 11 di. anlayacağınız yanımdaki odada idiler. odaya çıktığımda onların şuh kahkahaları dışarıya kadar geliyordu ve odama girip önce duş alıp, yarı çıplak olarak odalarını tıkladım. kapı açıldı. onlara bir şeyler hazırladıığımı isterlerse odama buyurabileceklerini söyledim. adını özlem olduğunu öğrendiğim uzun saçlı, esmer tenli, 1.75 civarında boy sahibi olan \”YO BİZ SENİ BEKLİYORUZ. GELİRMİSİN\” dedi. odaya girdğimde aleyna odada yoktu.aleyna sarınşın bir izmir dilberi.

aleynayı sordum banyoda oldğunu söyledi.

ben özlemin yanına oturdum ve elini tutup yüzüne baktım. o beni sanki anladı ve gözlerimin içine bakıp haydi dercesine bakıyordu. ve ben önce elini tutup öptüm. öptüm ve hafifçe yaladım. elini çekmedi onunda bunu istediğini tahmin edip diğer elinide tuttum ve sağ elini ta koltuk altına dek öptüm. hiç olumsuz bir yanıt yoktu ve elimi açık göbeğine götürdüm ve hafifçe tişortundan içeri elim daldı ve tenini okşamaya başladım. ve oda yanıt vermeye başladı elini başıma götürdü ve saçlarımı okşamaya başladı. ve ben onun üstündeki tişortu çıkardım ve içeride pamuklu ve telli sütyeni vardı. önce memelerini öpmeye başladım ve arkasına geçtim. sırtını öptüm öptüm ve tam sütyenin hizasına geldiğimde çözdüm ve sırtının her noktasını öpüp yalıyorken elimde memelerini okşuyordu.hafiften inliyor gibiydi ve elim yavaşça külotundan içeri kaydı. ve artık amını okşuyordum. harikaydı. yumaşık ve sımsıcak ve biraz kıllıydı. evet buda beni tahrik etmeye yetti bile.

ve onu öpmeye doyamıyordum dilim diliyle dans eder, ve elim amını okşarken banyo kakpısı açıldı ve içeriye aleyna içeri girdi ve çırılçıplaktı ve bizi önce seyretti.

ben özlemle sevişirken aleyna tenimi okşuyor ve eliyle sikimi elliyordu. o tamamiyle kendini kaptırdı ve sırtını yere koyup başını iki bacağımın arasına koydu ve dikleşmiş sikimi yalamaya başladı. aleyna sikimi yalarken ben ve özlem sevişiyorduk. dudaklarımız ayrılmak istemezcesine sevişiyorduk.ön sevişmek bir saate yakın sürmüştü ve girip çıkmının dışında tüm güzellikleri yaşamıştık.

dilim özlemin teninin milim milim yalıyordu ve memeleri gerçekten harikaydı. hem dolgun hem çok yumuşaklardı ve uçları ok ucu gibi dikleşmişlerdi ve dilim göbeğine gelince bir inlediki onu yazmaya kelimeler yatmez. ve dilim amına geldi. offff ya ben özlemin amını yalarken benimde sikim yalanıyrydu hemde neredeyse hepsi aleynanın ağzına girip çıkıyordu. ve aleyna birden bire döndü ve sikimi amına sürtmeye başladı. ben iki kadının arasındaydım ve bu harika bir şeydi. aleynanın amına değip giren sikimi birden çekip özelmin eline verdim. ve özlem alıp yalamaya başlladı ve birden bire alıp amına sokmak istedi. ben geri çektim. amacım ikisinide tahrikten öte tahrik etmekti. ve yapacağımı yapıyordum. penisimi özlemin bal kutusuna değdirirp çekerken birden bire içeri girdim ve özlemin o anki ahhhhhh deyişi (iki gün geçmesine rağmen kulaklarımda) harikaydı. ve girip çıkarken başımın hizasındaki aleynanın amını yalıyordum ve dilim onun içinde dans ediyordu. az sonra dilimin ıslandığını hissettim ve daha çok yalamaya başladım. veeeee özleme geliyoerum aşkım dedim. ve birden tüm varlığımı içine boşalttım ve harika sözlerinii duydum özlemden. aleynanın ağzımdaki amı harikaydı ve bırakmak istemiyordum zaten onunda kalkacağı yoktu ve daha çok başımı amına bastırıyordu. özlem altımdan kalktı ve pörsümüş sikimi öpüp teşekkür ediyordu. ve yeniden yalamaya başladı ve uyandırmaya çalışıyordu. az s onra yeniden dikleşen sikimi bu sefer aleyna eline aldı ve az önce elimden uçtun ama artık benimsin diyerek amına götürdü. ve onunda içinde dans etmeye başladı küçük aşkadamı. saat 24,00 başlayan sevişmemiz geçe 03.00 dek devam etti ve üçümüz birlikte duş aldık ve duşun altındaki son final ise tek kelime ile harikaydı. her zaman olduğu gibi. Alıntı

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Sadece ve sadece içimden gelenleri yaşamak istediğim bir olayı yazacağım.
Yazımın başlığından da anlaşılacağı gibi, acayip bir strap-on merakım var. Strap-on kullanan bayanlar her zaman bana çekici ve son derece seksi geldi. İçimde bir eşcinsel dürtüsü yok, kesinlikle yanlış anlaşılmasın. Zaten aklı başında bir seks sever strap-on’un eşcinsellik olmadığını gayet iyi bilir. Bu bence çok daha faklı bir duygu. Zaten eşciselliğe ilgi duymuyorum, sadece beni strap-on ile sikecek bir bayan arıyorum.
Daha önce hiç strap-on kullanan bir bayan ile ilişkim olmadı, fakat olmasını istiyorum. Beni o aletle sikecek, inletecek yeri geldiğinde canımı acıtıp tekrar kaldığı yerden devam edebilecek bir bayan istiyorum.
Önce beni rahatlatsın, sevişelim zevkten dört köşe yapsın ama beni boşaltmasın. Daha sonra aletini kullanarak kıçımdan içeri yavaşça girsin, gidip gelmeye başlasın, o aleti derinlerimde hissedeyim. Ben alıştıktan sonra istediğimiz pozisyonları yapalım. Beni domaltsın, isterse benim üzerimde misyoner olsun, sonra ben onun aletinin üstüne hızlıca oturup kalkayım bi yandan kalkmış sikim aşağı yukarı sallansın zevk sularım etrafa ve vücutlarımıza sıçrasın. İşte rahatlama budur, boşalmadan uzun uzun siksin beni.
Daha sonra sulanmış sikimi ağzına alıp taşaklarımla oynasın,sıksın,çeksin,emsin,yalasın gerdirsin çeşitli numaralar yapsın.
Gelelim en sona… Beni hem siksin, sikerkende boşaltsın istiyorum. O aletiyle içime girip çıkarken eliyle beni inlete inlete boşaltsın istiyorum.

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