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Erica has been the closest thing to a mom I have ever had. She married my dad when I was thirteen and she has always been very good to me. As I got older we became more like friends than stepmom and stepdaughter and when I had sex for the first time she was the first person I told. Erica always told me how beautiful I was and as my body began to change she took me shopping and bought me several outfits to accentuate my new body.

When I was getting ready to leave for my first year of college she sat me down and had a long talk with me about college guys. She explained that all they cared about was getting in my pants and to be very selective of who I went out with. I knew before I left that her and my dad were having problems and when she called me to tell me that they were getting a divorce I wasn’t surprised. I told her she would always be a part of my life even though her and my dad would no longer be together.

Every summer while I was in college I would stay with her for a few weeks and we would have a blast together. My dad remarried during my second year of college and I really didn’t care for his new wife but Erica told me to give her a chance which I did but I told her I would never be as close to his new wife as I was to her.

After I graduated I asked Erica if I could move in with her and she said that I was more than welcome. Not long after I moved in with her I started dating this guy and things got serious pretty fast and we were soon exclusively dating each other, he even gave me a key to his apartment.

Then one afternoon I got off work early and decided to surprise him by cooking him his favorite dinner. I went to the store and bought everything and as I pulled into the parking lot of the apartment complex I was surprised to see his car there. But when I walked into the apartment I got an even bigger surprise when I could hear moaning coming from the bedroom. When I looked in the bedroom there he was having sex with the next door neighbor, a woman old enough to be his mother. I threw a fit calling him a piece of shit and her a slut before I stormed out of his apartment not before I threw his key at them.

When I got to Erica’s she could tell something was wrong and as I told her about what adana escort had happened she pulled me into her arms telling me I could do much better. I told her I was done with guys for a while and she assured me that I would get over him eventually. She opened a bottle of wine and poured us both a glass and the more we talked the better I felt. She then finally told me what had happened between her and my dad. As it turns out she caught him cheating on her with the woman he was now married to and I asked her what she did about it and I was surprised by her answer.

She said “I felt kind of like you are feeling right now and I went to a bar and ended up going home with another woman and had my first bisexual experience that night.” I asked her what that was like and she said she had such a good time she hasn’t been with a man since. I told her while I was in college one of my sorority sisters tried to come on to me and we even made out but someone walked in the room and we stopped before anything really happened. She asked me how that had made me feel and I told her it really turned me on. She then asked me “did you want it to go further? did you want to make love to her?” and I told her I did.

She moved closer to me on the couch and I felt her hand on my leg and as she began to move it up she said “I want to make love to you right now Ashley, would you like that?” I told her I would love that and she leaned towards me and pressed her soft lips to mine. When I felt her pushing her tongue between my lips I automatically opened my mouth to accept her soft tongue and I couldn’t believe how much it was turning me on just kissing her.

As we continued to kiss she moved her hand up to fondle my breast through my tank top. When I felt her pinch one of my hard nipples I moaned into her mouth and she pinched it even harder. She then stopped kissing me long enough to take off my shirt and as she fondled my naked breast she kissed me again and I have to admit it felt much better than any guy I’d ever been with. She then moved her mouth down and started sucking my hard nipples as I ran my fingers through her hair moaning how good it felt.

After a few seconds she pulled her mouth off my nipple and ankara escort kissed me again before she said “your first time with another woman should be special, let’s go to my bedroom before we go any further.” I followed her into her bedroom where she had me lay on the bed while she lit several candles. When she was standing next to the bed she pulled her shirt off revealing her beautiful breast and her hard pink nipples. She then pushed her shorts off and I saw that she kept herself completely shaven just like I did and I could feel myself getting even more turned on.

She laid next to me on the bed and kissed me again before she moved back down to suck my nipples again as she squeezed my breast. I felt her hand start to move down my stomach and I spread my legs for her and as she began to rub my pussy she said “you’re so wet Ashley and I’m going to make you even wetter.” She began to kiss her way down my stomach as she moved between my legs, I could soon feel her hot breath on my pussy and I was practically begging her to make love to me with her mouth.

She started out by lightly running her soft tongue over my lips before pushing it inside me causing me to moan again. After she moved her tongue in and out of me for a few seconds she moved her tongue up and started flicking my throbbing clit. I could already feel myself getting ready to cum and when I moaned she was going to make me cum she started sucking my clit as she continued to flick it with her tongue and a second later I was cumming harder than ever before. I was moaning how much I loved what she was doing to me and she continued to suck my pussy until my first orgasm of the night began to subside.

She then moved back up and kissed me letting me taste myself on her lips and tongue before she pulled back and said “did you like that sweetie?” I told her I loved it and wanted more but I wanted to make love to her first. She rolled us over so I was on top of her looking down into her beautiful green eyes and told her to remember I had never done this before. She pulled my mouth down to hers and kissed me before saying “don’t worry Ashley, when you get started you will know exactly what to do.”

I kissed her again before I adıyaman escort moved my mouth down to suck her hard pink nipples and I was surprised when I could feel them getting even harder inside my mouth. As I continued to suck her nipples I moved my hand between her legs to find her smooth pussy was already soaking wet. I ran my fingers over her smooth wet lips before pushing a finger inside her and I was surprised by how tight she was. As I started to move my finger deeper she moaned she loved my finger inside her as she began to push my head down between her legs.

As soon as I ran my tongue over her smooth wet lips, tasting her sweet juices for the first time I knew my life was about to change forever. I couldn’t believe how natural it felt to make love to her with my mouth and I was soon licking and sucking her pussy like I had been doing it for years. As I began to suck her swollen clit and flick it with my tongue she was moaning she could feel herself getting ready to cum. I then plunged two fingers in her tight juicy cunt and started pumping them deep inside her until she cried out she was cumming. I pulled my fingers out of her and covered her pussy with my mouth and sucked her pussy, drinking her sweet juices until she was pushing my head away.

She pulled me up and kissed me before saying “I haven’t cum like that in a long time, are you sure you’ve never made love to another woman?” I assured her that she was my first and then said “but I enjoyed making love to you more than any guy I’ve ever been with and right now I don’t care if I ever have sex with another guy.” She kissed me again as she rolled us back over and moved down to suck my hard nipples again. She made love to me again with her talented mouth making me cum so hard I could actually feel my juices squirting from my pussy, something I had never experienced before and I loved it.

As we laid there holding each other I told her I could get used to her making love to me and she said “I’m glad because I could definitely get used to making love to you Ashley.” She then moved us into a sixty-nine so we could eat each other’s pussy at the same time until we were both cumming together. We went to sleep after that and the next morning I woke up to her licking my pussy until she had me cumming again.

That night was almost six months ago and I have since moved in with her and we have been living as lover’s. At first when my dad found out about us he was furious but he soon realized I was a grown woman now and he gave us his blessings.

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I was depressed and lonely. After the acrimonious divorce I was to stay with Mum. The divorce proceedings had taken a year and my Dad had made allegations, which were difficult for me to reconcile with. In the court I was numb with fear when he claimed that he had seen Mum being fucked by three men. He made a graphic description in Court and even one of the men testified against Mum. I thought Mum was glad to get rid of Dad but I was depressed.

My work at college was affected and then one day I was raped. It all happened when I returned home early. I heard noises in the hall way and I stopped in fright. As I peered through the door I saw Mum laughing and there were 4-5 men in various stages of undress.

She had a big smile on her face. Craig our burly neighbor returned her smile and stood in front of her wearing only his underwear, which revealed a healthy sized growing bulge. She was in a white sleeveless nightie her bushy underarms visible though her arms were down. We were both very hairy and I too have extremely hairy underarms and a very full pubic bush. She reached over and squeezed his crotch through his briefs before slowing pulling them down. As his hardening cock was revealed, I couldn’t help but gasp as I saw its massive size. I am no virgin and I have had some moderate sexual experience but Craig’s massive cock was really frightening She traced her fingers over Trevor’s uncircumcised cock before asking him to step closer.

He stepped forward as Mum’s wet mouth met his cock. She slowly began to suck his rod, moaning loudly as she took more and more of his big dick into her mouth. She took her mouth off his erect cock and asked him to lie on the bed. As he did this, she reached over and placed her arm on Peter’s shoulder. He too was naked. Peter was my friend and I was shocked he was in the bedroom with Mum. He used to regularly tarsus escort come home with Matt his brother.

Mum crawled between his legs and began sucking his cock slowly, yet very deeply. I could tell she was trying to get as much of his meat into her mouth as possible. Peter moaned and caressed her hair with both his hands. She began to quicken the pace on his cock as she reached between her legs and began to rub her bushy pussy.

I was mad with Mum for sucking off two men in the presence of others but I was transfixed by the size of the cocks and instead I couldn’t bear to take my eyes off this big cock sliding in and out of my beautiful mum’s mouth.

As she quickened the pace, she started jacking Craig off with one hand while she continued to suck on Peter’s massive tool .I could actually see her smiling around Peter’s big dick as it continued to penetrate her mouth. He started grinding his hips and his moaning had become heavy sighs as Mum stopped sucking his cock and started slowly stroking him with a tight grip using her right hand. I sat there for a moment, staring at this big uncircumcised cock being jacked off as my heart started beating what seemed like a hundred miles per hour. Continuing to stare at Peter’s big dick, I saw Matt get between her hairy pussy. Huge shrubs of bushy hair grew in her mound and Matt parted the bushy growth in her pubic triangle sticking his tongue out as far as it would go. Mum continued the pace, stroking Peter’s fat cock as she shagged Craig’s throbbing member.

Suddenly her friend Annie’s husband John came into view stroking his huge member. He pushed his cock into the hard heavy hair in her right underarm. “Sweetie I love the thick bushy hair in your underarms. I am going to fuck your armpits. I love the feel of your bristling hair on my swollen cock” he said tatvan escort as he shoved his shaft into the gleaming jet-black hair in her bushy armpits.

Not to be outdone a tall stranger who looked like an ape with hair all over his body took his prick and shoved it into her other equally hairy armpits. Mum’s face was glazed with joy as she now had a cock in her mouth, which was fucking her face two in her bushy armpits while she stroked one. The young handsome Matt was reaming her pussy.

Peter’s cockhead was entering her mouth as fast and furiously as he could. The foreskin of Craig that bunched up around her fist as she stroked him was incredibly smooth Mum with her only free hand then grabbed a handful of Matt’s hair and began moving his mouth on her hairy pussy. After about a minute or two of this, a strong hot blast hit the back of her throat, gagging her instantly. Mum quickly pulled Peter’s leaking cock from her mouth A white jet shot up into the air from the stranger’s cock which had been fucking her sweaty hairy underarms which she quickly crammed as much of his cock in her mouth as she could, milking it for everything it was worth

Mum now put Craig’s penis into her mouth and placed a lingering kiss on the tip of his engorged head and took his cock between her luscious lips and began to twirl her tongue around the head. She began to bob furiously on his cock, while stroking the exposed shaft with her left hand. She brought her right hand up in between Matt’s legs and began fondling his balls. She moved her head down and began to lick his scrotum while continuing to stroke his dick. Before long she began to shudder and spasm with her own orgasm.

She pulled Matt’s now hardening cock out and immediately engulfed it with her mouth. She swirled her tongue around my head, occasionally removing tavşanlı escort his cock from her mouth and licking up and down the shaft. I could barely pay attention as she engulfed his member and slowly sucked, applying more suction with her tongue.

She took out Matt’s stiff wet cock and started to work on the massive dong of Andrew. He was our gardener and his tool was amazing. It must have been a full foot long as she slowly inched his large cock into her throat. It looked as if she ended up choking as he stuffed his massive pole into her mouth. She began to bob faster and he grabbed the back of her head with his hands and she moaned her pleasure. He began to move his hips in rhythm with her bobbing, jamming his cock down the back of my Mum’s throat. She grabbed both of his ass cheeks as he pushed her head farther over his cock. He really began to fuck her throat, and she seemed to be enjoying it even more. I listened to the sounds of her breathing, gasping for breath even as she jammed his cock farther back into her throat. He pumped his cock one last time into her throat as he held tightly onto the back of her head as the first stream of cum flew into Mum’s face as it emptied from his balls into the back of her throat.

She was moaning and gasping as she reached up and grabbed his hands, pulling them from the back of her head, as she struggled to remove his cock from her throat. Her head came shooting up off of him, gasping for breath, mouth wide open, as gobs of saliva mixed with cum drooled out of her mouth.

Suddenly I saw Frank as he knelt on top of Mum’s head and tried to feed his erect cock into her mouth. She turned her head but Frank grabbed hold of her face and pushed harder. Mum opened her mouth and started to suck Frank’s cock. Craig positioned his cock at her bushy pussy. His cock was not really long, but it was as fat as his forearm. Mum was now moving up and down on Frank cock as Craig pushed his cock slowly inside her.

I was all wet and though the sight repulsed me I wanted more as I watched my pretty Mum being gangbanged. That’s when I saw him. He looked like an ape and as I turned around he was ……

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We were planning to have a few friends over for supper and had been getting things ready for most of the day. As we moved around I had gotten in a some rubs, ‘accidental’ touches and a few downright gropes. Nothing too unusual except my wife seemed to be right into it and had responded with quite a few of her own touches. We finally got everything ready and I was getting ready for a shower. “Let’s shower together, it’ll be quicker” I suggested.

Surprisingly, my wife readily agreed! Now there’s just no way that two people can shower together without touching, and we both got in our share, getting both of us quite hot. Unfortunately we didn’t have time to take it any further as our friends would soon be arriving.

We had a few drinks before, during and after supper with both my wife and I taking every opportunity to get a little touch in where we could. By 10 or so everyone had left except one of our friends we had been chatting with. The talk had come around to movies we had and hadn’t seen and we’d just borrowed one that none of us had seen yet. We grabbed another round of drinks, got comfy on the couch with my wife in the middle, dimmed the lights and fired up the movie. As it was well into fall, our basement living room was quite cool, so my wife grabbed a blanket and pulled it over our laps. I was just about to tell her that I wasn’t cold until I felt her hand brush over my crotch.

The movie was your basic romance/thriller, unfortunately it wasn’t as good as we’d hoped, but it had quite a bit of action (in and out of the bedroom). While we were watching it I started running my hand up and down the inside of her thigh, just to the point of barely touching her crotch. It must have been the drinks, because rather than stopping me she shifted so I’d have a bit better access without our friend knowing anything was happening. She returned the touches and by the halfway point of the movie both tepebaşı escort our pants were undone and the zippers down. We thought we were doing quite well at being subtle until we heard “It’s bad enough with the action on the screen, without you two going at it beside me!”

Both of us froze, looking over at him, unsure of what to say or do. Before I could say anything, my wife turned toward him and said, “We’re sorry…are you feeling left out?”

I wasn’t sure where she was going with that comment until I saw a very surprised look on his face and realized that she must have reached over and fondled him under the blanket. Now my wife and I had occasionally joked about a threesome, and comments had come up during some hot sex, but that was about it. Now here it was and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to go any further, or if my wife was really heading in that direction. It took him a few seconds to recover from the surprise, then he said, “If you do that again, I might not be able to behave myself”.

With that, she turned toward me and I could see both the desire and the hesitation on her face. I knew that she was at least somewhat attracted to him, and I was so turned on by then that I can’t say I really thought about it, I reached out for her and as I slid my hand up under her top to cup one breast I whispered in her ear “Go for it!”

For an answer I got a long, hot kiss as her left hand came around to stroke my erection which by now was standing totally clear of my jeans. “Look after our guest for a minute, will you?” I asked, and got up and popped the movie out of the VCR and slid in one of our porn tapes.

By the time I turned back to the couch, she was indeed taking care of him. The blanket was off and she was openly fondling him through his jeans while they kissed hotly. I sat down beside her and reached around and undid the buttons on her top and eased torbalı escort it off of her. As I undid her bra and freed her breasts, I heard the sound of his zipper being undone. They broke their kiss as her bra came off, giving him a wonderful view of her chest. “She loves her cleavage kissed”, I suggested.

He immediately took the hint and as I leant over for another hot kiss, his lips were working their way up and down her cleavage. We settled back to watch the tape for a bit, with both of our hardons getting fondled, as we in turn stroked and fondled her from top to bottom. We were heating up just as fast as the action on the screen, which was now showing a girl being eaten by one guy while she went down on another. Now my wife has to be quite turned on before she’ll get into oral sex, but I figured if she wasn’t turned on by now then she wasn’t going to be! I lay back on the couch and guided her head down to my erection.

She manoeuvred around so that she could go down on me while presenting our guest with a perfect view of her crotch. Catching on quickly, he was soon pleasing my wife with his tongue and lips just as she was pleasing me. With the excitement of what was happening, it didn’t take long before I was getting close to orgasm. Instead of backing off when I said I was close to cumming, she started teasing my sensitive backdoor. That was all it took to make me cum, and while I felt like it went on for minutes, I know it didn’t take that long it. As soon as I was done, she climbed onto me while I was still hard and took me all the way into her pussy in one stroke. At the same time she leant forward and gave me my first taste of my cum as we shared an incredibly hot kiss. She hadn’t swallowed all of it and she let was was left trickle from her tongue to mine as we kissed. She rode me like that for a minute or so until I said, “Why not give our guest a few toroslar escort licks and I’ll take you from behind?”

That’s always been our favourite position so it didn’t take much convincing for her to kneel on the floor and take him into her mouth while I got behind her and slid my dick back into her. After a few minutes I leant forward and whispered in her ear. I knew my suggestion appealed to her when she pulled her mouth off his hardon and told him to lie down on the floor. As soon as he was there, she straddled him and guided his hardness into her. I sat there for a bit just watching as my wife had her first sex with someone else since we’d been married. After they worked out a rhythm that was good for both of them, I got my finger good and wet and started to tease her puckered backdoor. The more I teased, the more she pushed back until I was easing my finger in and out in time to their rhythm. As soon as everything was wet and relaxed enough, I took my finger out and guided my hardon to her ass.

As soon as she felt it pressing against her, she stopped so I could ease it in. A loud moan confirmed that it felt as good for her as for me. It was a bit trickier with 3 of us moving, but we finally worked out the movements so that as she came back off his cock, she took mine up her ass. I could almost feel our cocks sliding back and forth past each other and I knew by her movements that her fingers were busily stroking her clit as she got closer to her own orgasm. Not surprisingly it was our friend who came next, thrusting up hard enough to almost lift the two of us up a bit. Shortly after that I could feel little contractions around my shaft and heard her start to moan even harder. Quickly her orgasm crashed over her, moaning and shaking. Even though I’d already came once, that was all it took for me to shoot another load into her ass. We kind of collapsed into a very satisfied heap on the floor, the porn flick all but forgotten.

We started to chat while our pulses came back to normal and we all agreed that while things would certainly never be the same between us, if nothing else it was one hell of a good dinner party! Who knows…maybe we’ll get together for ‘dinner’ again some time!

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I suggested a quick shower and you said you thought that it would be a tight squeeze for all of us in the new shower, but that it would be worth a try. We all moved into our bedroom and I got the water going. When it was the right temperature, we all squeezed in. There wasn’t enough room for anything but rinsing and soaping up then rinsing off, but we spent some time soaping each other up and having 3 gorgeous naked, slippery women at my finger tips was heaven. Having 3 sets of hands groping and soaping me up was an experience I will never forget. I was rock hard again before I stepped out to retrieve towels for us all. after I was dry, I beckoned first Melissa, then Nina and finally you out of the shower one by one and dried each of you off, finishing by wrapping you each in the towels.

As we made our way back to the living room, I slipped into the kitchen and opened the 2nd bottle of wine, restocked the snack tray and brought it in to where the 3 of you were seated. After a short snack break, you rose and letting the towel slip from your body, you made your way up onto the table. As I began to work on your back and shoulders, I could feel you relax and settle into the table. I softly said “thank you” and you turned your head to look me in the eye and said, “we’re not done yet.”

As I looked at you questioningly, you spoke to Nina and told her of my toys in my green overnight bag. You told her where I had them hidden under the bed and told her to go get them. Nina jumped up , towel falling away, and ran naked into our bedroom to retrieve the bag. When she returned she was rummaging through it and gave a “aha” and pulled out “Jake”, the large cock shaped dildo that we use in our sex play. She handed the bag and the rest of its contents to Melissa and plopped down on the couch and began running Jake up and down the slit of her pussy.

Melissa rummage in the bag and retrieved my pair of nipple clamps, some rope and then found the harness that “Jake” fit on. She immediately put it on and positioned the Rubber knob that Jake attached to protruding from her pubic bone. It looked like a little orange dick. She scooted over to Nina and quickly talked her out of Jake. She attached “him” to the orange knob with a sucking snap sound and she stood to admire her new appendage. She shook him at Nina and pushed her hips forwards towards Nina’s face, telling her to “suck me Baby”.

Nina moved forward and took the head of Jake into her mouth as Melissa stroked in and out. She then pushed Nina back on to the couch and knelt between her spread legs. After a couple of awkward pushes, she lodged the Head of her “cock” into the opening of Nina’s pussy. Then with one heave of her hips, she drove Jake into Nina’s pussy until it was buried to the balls. Nina’s eyes snapped open wide as she felt Jake’s length and girth fill her. She hadn’t realized how big he was.

Melissa didn’t yenibosna escort give her a chance to get to comfortable though, as she withdrew smoothly and then plunged in to the hilt again. Without any formality, Melissa moved hard, fast and deep into Nina’s straining pussy. The size of Jake and the aggressive assault on her wide stretched pussy had Nina cumming in moments. Her legs curled up and her belly hardened as she began to grunt and pant through what appeared to be an intense orgasm.

As all this was going on, it was hard to stay focused on your massage, but it did inspire me to try some new things. As I finished working on your back and shoulders and moved down into your lower back and buttocks, I squirted and extra amount of massage oil onto your butt and down your crack. As I moved further down and concentrated on your butt, I ran the side of my hand up and down through your crack with a fair amount of pressure. This opened you up more and the oil ran into and around your anal opening and vaginal opening as well.

I teased you for a while with the tips of my fingers massaging around your opening and even took the lips of your vagina in my fingers and massaged each one individually until they were puffy and full of blood. I then moved on down to your legs, working the big muscles in your thighs with deep penetrating moves. The tension was leaving your legs and as I moved to your calves, your legs relaxed more and seemed to fall open slightly. I then began to concentrate on your feet.

Slowly, yet deeply working my thumbs into the arches, I could feel the congestion in the tissue and worked them hard to break it up. I massaged the outside perimeters of both feet before finishing up with your toes. Gently massaging them until all the congestion left them as well. I slowly worked my way back up your legs and began to work on your butt again. This time my fingers worked their way into your crevice and I kneaded the muscular ring around your anal opening.

As I felt it soften, I began to work my middle finger slowly and gently into your backdoor. You groan and lift your butt up towards my hand, letting me know that you approved. When my finger was all the way inside you, I began to move it in a circular motion, massaging the walls of your anal cavity. The muscle ring around your opening continued to soften more and I added my index finger. As a worked my fingers inside your ass, I could see you pussy was getting wetter and wetter. I turned my hand slightly and slid my ring finger and little finger into your pussy and the moan you let out again indicated your approval. I then went to work moving my hand in and out of your body. Your butt slowly raised up off the table as if you were trying to get more.

I reached under your upraised pelvis with my other hand and found your clit. I began rolling it between my fingers yıldırım escort and this combined with my assault on your ass and pussy, sent you into a convulsing orgasm, that caused your legs to snap shut and your asshole and pussy to clamp down on my hand until it was over. You rolled onto your back and spread your legs and asked me to eat your pussy until you came again. I readily complied, and it didn’t take long until you were in the throes of another orgasm, this time centered in your clit.

When things calmed down a bit, I looked up to discover that Melissa and Nina were no longer in the room with us. I helped you up off the table and we headed for the back bedroom in search of them. It turned out that after Melissa had fucked Nina with Jake, they had looked for more toys in the bag and discovered the ropes we use. the way the ropes were looped and tied indicated to them that there must be some sort of method or hardware to hook them to, so they had retired to our room to look for the hardware. They had found the hooks in the ceiling and now it was Melissa’s turn.

Nina had tied her hands over her head(like I do to you) and had figured out the feet in stirrups angle with the other two hooks. She was pulling down on the center of the rope which lifted Melissa’s plump ass up off the bed, and Nina was jamming her hips and Jake, into Melissa’s upturned pussy. She was burying him to the hilt with every stroke and Melissa was taking everything she could give.

I quickly got up on the bed behind them both and reached in to feel Jake slipping and sliding in and out of Melissa. She was literally frothing at the mouth(the mouth of her pussy that is) and I coated my fingers with her juice and the found her tight little asshole. I unceremoniously shoved two fingers into her asshole at the same time Nina drove Jake deeply into her pussy. I could feel Melissa’s asshole snap tightly around my fingers and felt the inner walls of her rectum clench them as she howled and came.

Both Nina and I continued our assault on her ass and pussy until she couldn’t take anymore and began thrashing back and forth in her bonds trying to escape the dual impalement. As we both withdrew from her abused body, she slumped down as much as her bonds would allow and with a deep relaxing breath, said. “someone untie me.” Nina removed the ropes from her feet and allowed her legs to fall back on to the bed. I untied her hands and started to back off the bed when I heard your voice say, ” Andy likes the ropes. I think it’s his turn to feel some good old fashioned female domination. Don’t you girls?” Before the question had finished, all three of you are on me.

Hands tied over my head, feet looped into the stirrup-like ends of the ropes suspended from the ceiling. You dig out the last piece of rope from the bag and as Nina & Melissa watch, you whip it across my upturned ass a couple of times before attaching it to the center of the rope that is stretched across the ceiling from hook to hook. You then look to Melissa and tell her that you think she ought to try out Jake on my ass. As you say those words, you lean back towards the end of the bed and as you pull on the rope you attached, my feet are pulled further back towards my head and my ass is raised almost a foot off the bed. Melissa quickly wrestles the strap-on off of Nina’s hips and straps it around her own.

I immediately clench up thinking of her ramming that thing in me, but I was premature in my thinking, as she instead, straddled my chest and proceeded to shove Jake into my mouth with her husky instructions “suck my cock, bitch!” I opened my mouth and she plunged Jake as far back into my throat as I could stand and then some. I could taste her pussy juices left on Jake from her recent fucking by Nina. Melissa really got into the butch dyke role, grabbing me by the hair and yanking my head forward as she rammed Jake in and out of my mouth with her hips.

From her trying to force him into my throat so far, it didn’t take long for a thick coating of saliva to form on Jake. As she pulled him from my mouth, a long strand of thick, gooey saliva followed. I guess she took it as a sign, as she then scooted down my chest, positioned Jake at the entrance of my asshole and after telling you to pull back on the ropes some more, started to push Jake into me. At first she just pushed the head in and out, until I had opened up and relaxed.

My asshole began secreting its own lubrication and with each stroke she pushed Jake further and further up my stretched asshole. She then discovered that because you had pulled the rope down so far from the ceiling hooks, that she could take hold of them and pull down even more, thus raising my ass further up off the bed. She then simply leaned forward, putting all her weight onto the rope, using the rope to support her upper body and then proceeded to fuck me furiously with Jake.

My cock was rock hard and pointed straight at my chin. You and Nina both reached in and one of you grabbed my cock and the other grabbed my balls and proceeded to masturbate me in time with Melissa’s thrusts into my ass. It didn’t take long, and when you reached up and pinched my nipples, my cock began to spurt its white cream all the way up over my head onto the pillow and into my face. Melissa continued to pound me with Jake as you and Nina pumped and pumped my swollen cock and balls until I began to beg for “no more”.

As Melissa finally relented and pulled Jake from my asshole, you and Nina let go of my balls and cock and Melissa allowed the rope to relax and my ass and legs to fall back to the bed. The three of you untied me and as I rolled off the bed and stood shakily, the three of you met in the middle of the bed for kisses and hugs. Even after just cumming so hard, the sight of 3 beautiful, naked women, embracing, breasts against breasts, smooth satin skin against skin, sent electric charges to my genitals. My cock jerked at the sight and began to harden all over again.

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Why is it so hard to find a man willing to own me, and share me with other men. All I want is a fat middle aged, or old perverted nasty man. I would even prefer a smaller cock so I can get my ass used. I fantasize about thins kind of man making me his personal whore, and sharing me with his perverted friends. Does this seem like too much to ask for?

My fantasy always starts out the same way. I’m told to meet my Master at a hotel room of his choice. Of course I do as I am told, and then the fantasy really begins.

I knock on the hotel door, and he opens the door, and motions me inside. As I pass him, he grabs my hair with one hand and shuts the door behind me with the other. He throws me to the floor, and makes me crawl into the room. As I begin to crawl I see a man I have never seen before sitting on a love seat. I looked around and noticed there was a king size bed at the other end of the room, a table and chairs, and a dresser. The television was showing a woman getting used by two men, while they called her names, and smacked her around. My pussy immediately began to get moist. I remember wishing that was me.

I was ordered to stop crawling, and was now at the feet of the stranger. He looked at me as if I turgutlu escort was nothing more than a piece of meat. A piece of meat for him to use, and degrade. He undressed me with no concern for being gentle. As he pulled off my jeans and panties I noticed that now my pussy was dripping wet, yearning to be used and degraded like the woman on the television.

“Sit on the sofa next to my friend cunt.”

“Yes, Sir,” I said obeying his command.

Master sat down also, and I was now sitting between two men that thought I was nothing more than a toy, for their use and pleasure. I was just a whore that would service them, and do as I was told. They didn’t realize then, just how right they were.

They each started playing with my tits, and each one grabbing a nipple and pinching, and pulling on it. I couldn’t believe how good it felt to have two men mauling my tits, while they voiced their opinion of me.

“You fucking whore, you love this don’t you?” Master asked.

My response to him was a moan of obvious ecstasy, and that was my continued answer as they continued their assault on my slut body. Four hands all over me, touching me everywhere, fingers sliding inside turgutreis escort me, as my nipple enters another’s mouth. My pussy was so wet, my juices were running down my leg, which only seemed to turn them on more. They knew I was loving this, and they would use me as rough and nasty as they wanted, which only made me love it more.

After getting fingered until I was ready to explode, I was forced to my knees in front of them. They both had their cocks out, and Master’s friend grabbed me by my hair and forced my mouth down onto his cock.

“That’s it cunt, suck it good.”

“You better do a good job on his cock bitch!”

I was so turned on I would have fucked ten guys at that point, and I was begging these men to use me more. I spent two hours taking turns sucking their cocks, ending up with a few loads of cum on my face, which I happily licked off. These guys must have taken something to continue getting hard like they did. This of course was great for me, especially when they began taking turns fucking me. they laid me on my back, and held my legs wide open, while I felt a cock fill my pussy. I was in heaven. I was begging him to fuck me until I had a cock shoved into ünye escort my mouth shutting me up. having two cocks pound into me at the same was more than I could take, and I my juices began to flow, and I had the best orgasm of my life. I soaked the bed, and the cock inside me.

“Oh yeah cunt, cum all over my cock!!”

“Now I’m going to let my friend take a turn on your whore body.”

I felt Master pull his cock out of my pussy, and his friend took his place on his knees in front of me. He began fingering me hard and rough, and then rammed his small cock inside me. While he did that, Master was smacking my tits and face, telling me what a dirty cunt I was. After they were bored fucking me that way, Master ordered me to ride his cock, which of course I did.

I rode him as he smacked my tits, and face, calling me dirty nasty names. I then felt his friend rubbing his cock along my ass. He spread my ass cheeks wide, and spit on my asshole, getting it wet for his cock. When I felt his cock enter me, I came on Master’s cock, and they just kept fucking me like that, both of them smacking me, and pounding my holes. I was sandwiched between the two perverts I had craved for what seemed like forever.

My fantasy always ends with them shooting loads all over my face and tits, while I lick it and rub it all over my whore body. When they are finished with me they just get dressed and leave me laying on the floor with cum dripping from my face and body. I knew he would contact me again, when he wanted to use me.

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Amy stormed into her dorm room and threw her books on her desk.

“Damnit, I’m freaking failing this class!”

Her roommate Carey looked up at her, wide eyed, from her computer.

“What class is it?” she asked, eyeing her rather angry friend.

“Stupid Computer Science! I fucking hate it, but I need the stupid credit!” Amy snarled, her voice sharp. “The professor sits up there, all high and mighty, and thinks that we can ‘magically’ understand all of his geek speak. I mean, come on, we’re not all geniuses.”

She flopped onto her bed in exasperation, her red hair fanning out over the pillow. She didn’t want to mention to Carey that she’d secretly been lusting over the guy who was teaching the class while she was supposed to have been taking notes. And that for all the time she’d wasted dreaming about a night with him instead of paying attention, he didn’t seem to notice her at all.

Carey frowned along with her friend and asked, “Isn’t that Professor Moore’s class? He’s a newer prof, ain’t he?”

“Yeah, he’s new,” Amy sighed, ” and he’s tough. Really tough! Have you ever seen him?”

“Why? Is he cute?” giggled Carey.

Amy rolled over onto her belly, her pillow hugged to her chest.

“Well, maybe he is,” She grinned. “Why don’t you judge for yourself? Come to class with me tomorrow and see!”

Carey giggled harder. Amy rolled back over, holding her pillow tighter still.

“What the hell! Why not?” Carey said.

Amy looked at her upside down from the bed. She hadn’t expected that answer, and now didn’t quite know if a tag-along critic was what she really wanted. Especially one who knew her well enough to realize that there was no way she should be in this much trouble in what should have been a simple class for her. Oh well!! It was out there. No graceful way to back out now.

“Sure, why not?” Amy repeated, trying to be enthusiastic. “I could use the moral support.”

The next day, the two girls found themselves walking across the quad towards the Computer Sciences building. Neither said very much. Carey seemed uncharacteristically lost in thought. Amy was trying to come up with any sort of a good excuse to go this one alone.

“Maybe you should talk to him,” Carey finally offered. ” I’ll bet he’d be willing to help.”

Amy just shrugged and held her books tighter to her chest. Her glasses slipped a bit, and she pushed them back up with a practiced motion. Finally, she made the decision to come clean.

“Ok, ok, so maybe he would help. I haven’t talked to him because…well…I have a bit of a crush on him, and I’m a bit tongue tied around him, ok?”

She rushed through the last few words, hoping maybe they’d just slip by.

Carey looked at her with both approval and amazement.

“Ah-ha! I knew it had to be something like that!! He must be cute!” Carey giggled tauntingly.

“Terrific,” thought Amy. “Just what I need!!”

She hadn’t wanted to mention her crush to Carey because Carey had no problem attracting guys and being able to talk to them. With her long straight light brown hair, her ready smile and knockout curves, she had them eating out of the palm of her hand in minutes. Even though she wasn’t a wallflower by any stretch, Amy had always felt a bit dowdy around Carey. She was shorter but curvy, and her long red hair and fair skin were enviable. Today she had her hair back in a ponytail and was wearing an oversized mans dress shirt, tied up to show just the right amount of skin over her tight, hip-hugging jeans. Still, she had herself convinced that all the sideways glances from they guys they passed as they walked must’ve been aimed at Carey, not her. Finally they reached their building, and as they entered the classroom, Carey’s giggles echoed in her mind, haunting her.

Class was torture, with Carey whispering dirty or suggestive remarks in her ear all the time. From the moment the professor entered the room, she couldn’t concentrate at all…as per usual. She watched his mouth as he lectured, his lean frame as he walked in front of the whiteboard, and became more and more nervous as the class drew to a close. When the bell rang, Carey pushed Amy towards the desk as the rest of the students filed out. With a nervous look over her shoulder, she approached the professor and cleared her throat.

“Um, Professor Moore? Can I…um…talk to you for a minute?”

He looked up from gathering his notes into his attaché case to see who had approached him.

“Um…..Amy? Right?” He said, waving at the final few students as they filtered out of the lecture hall.

Carey saw her friend’s face flush when she realized that he actually knew her by name from the sea of anonymous CompSci students.

“And you?” he said, turning to Carey, “I’m afraid I don’t recognize you. What happened? Did Amy drag you along to try to keep her awake during class? I see she didn’t nod off, so you must’ve been keeping her stimulated.”

Carey snickered, thinking about what the teacher would think if he really tarsus escort knew what she’d been doing to keep Amy’s attention.

“Nice to meet you. My name’s Carey. And yeah…I’m just passing through today.”

“Well Carey, I’m hoping you’ll be a positive influence on your friend here. For reasons I can’t explain, she’s just hanging on by a thread in this class. I’ve seen her transcripts and have no idea why this is such a struggle for her.” He turned his attention over to Amy. “But I’m afraid the bottom line is that if you don’t do something to turn yourself around soon, you’ll be right back here taking this class again next semester.”

Amy felt a bit ill hearing those words spoken out loud.

“So ladies, what can I do for you?”

“Um…look, Professor, I really need to pass this class, and I’m wondering if there is a way to get some tutoring, or make up work, or…”

Amy faltered, her courage deserting her in the face of his stern look. She licked her lips, and tried to summon up her arguments again. Carey kicked her ankle, and she stumbled forward, spilling her book and notes onto his desk. Red faced, Amy mumbled an apology, and the professor stopped her with an upraised hand.

“Really Amy, you’re almost too far behind as it stands. I don’t think that makeup work is going to cut it. Tutoring might help, but the semester is almost over, and I really don’t see what we can do.”

Amy’s eyes watered, and she nodded mutely as she gathered up her books and notes she had spilled. The professor helped gather a few of her papers nearest him, and after glancing at them he paused and looked at her with a raised eyebrow. She blushed fiercely when she realized that the notes he held were from the day before, and they weren’t computer science jargon. She had been daydreaming about kissing him and writing about it during the class.

He cleared his throat.

“So…I’m beginning to get an idea of what the problem is,” he said, his face becoming even more stoic than before. The whole situation was calling up memories of how she used to feel as a kid when her father would scold her for something she had done, and she had to genuinely fight the urge to just turn and run away. Even Carey felt a bit awkward standing there, watching the scene unfold.

“Look,” he continued, “If there’s one thing that burns me, it’s a talented student throwing away a promising situation because her mind isn’t where it should be in class. I know what you’re capable of. I know this should be a snap for you.”

She squirmed uncomfortably in place. He sighed, and thought for a moment.

“I’ll tell you what. You’re not going to get an A in this class, but you’re not guaranteed an F either. If you really ace the final, you’ve got a chance of squeaking out of here with a D. Why don’t you swing by my office tomorrow evening and I’ll give you a one-night, crash tutoring session. You’re bright. You should soak this up in a snap! Maybe it’ll be enough to just put you over the top.”

Her face brightened.

“But…” he continued, “You’d better come prepared to study! A semester’s worth of review in a night isn’t gonna be a piece of cake!”

“Oh don’t worry!!” Amy said, suddenly hopeful, “I’ll make you proud of me!”

“So go on then! Get out of here, and I’ll see you tomorrow…my office, 7:30.”

“Don’t worry, Mr. M!” Carey replied. “I’ll make sure she’s ready!”

Amy could barely make it through the next day. Luckily she didn’t have his class that day so she was able to block it out and focus on her other work. But then as the evening rolled around, she was starting to get the nervous jitters. Carey noticed, and just had to razz her a bit about it.

“Oh come on, lighten up you dweeb! You’re finally going to get a chance to see him all by yourself, and all you can do is fret about it.” She started rooting through Amy’s closet, pulling out top after top. “Damn, woman, don’t you own a single piece of clothing that shows of any kind of skin?!”

“I’m going there to study, Carey, not get laid!”

Amy looked at her friend with exasperation.

“Yes, I think he’s hot, but he’s not going to want anything like that from me.”

Carey looked at her from over her shoulder and smiled.

“Amy, take a chance. He’s young, cute, and he’s the one who made this late study session. It’s the perrfect opportunity!”

She grabbed out a black button down shirt, and tossed it aside.

“That’s it, I’m loaning you one of my shirts. I didn’t realize what a sorry shape your closet was in.”

Amy rolled her eyes, and nervously chewed a fingernail. Carey started tossing tops at her.

“Look, I know that you can be very shy, and that you haven’t had a lot of action. Is there anything I can do to help you relax?”

Amy shook her head, then started to pull off her own shirt to try on Carey’s. Carey looked at her friend with a bit of gleam in her eye. Amy had beautiful breasts that swelled with every breath, and her hips flared very nicely tatvan escort into her low rise jeans. Carey leered at her and said, “If he says no, he is missing out!”

Amy blushed. She pulled on a tight tank top that Carey had given her that left very little to the imagination. Carey smiled in a naughty way and winked. Amy looked at herself in the floor-length mirror, and shifted around,

“I think I’ll borrow this one,” she said, thinking that maybe she might…just might… take a chance after all.

Carey followed her to the professor’s office that evening, giving her all kinds of flirtation advice.

“If he comes over to point something out, brush your hand against his! If you have to go to him, lean over enough to give him a glimpse of cleavage…and hold it there for a second! Trust me, he’ll get the idea.”

Amy nibbled nervously on her lower lip and sighed. It wasn’t like she didn’t want to give it a try, but she was afraid that he would take offense and ask her to leave and that would lead to even more awkwardness in the classroom. Possibly also, she thought, to her dismissal from school.

“All right Carey, leave it be,” she said finally, her nervousness making her voice tremble just a bit. Carey looked at her friend and gave her a hug.

“You’ll be all right Honey. And hey… I’ll be just outside in case you need backup,” she said with a big grin.

Amy grinned back at her, trying to match her friend’s irrepressible good humor. Then she straightened her borrowed top, took a deep breath, and summoning up her moxie she knocked boldly on his office door. When he said, “Come in,” Carey gave her a big thumbs-up, a naughty wink, and sent her on her way.

She stepped into his office for what she realized was the first time. It was a bit more pedestrian than she’d imagined…bookshelves, closet, large desk, a few chairs, small sofa against the wall. Somehow she’d envisioned a swanky oak and velvet office for him, like you might see at Harvard or Oxford. And then she noticed him. He sat behind the desk, looking down at his notes as always. He was dressed much more casually this time. Gone were the professor’s slacks and ties from the classroom. Instead he was wearing a simple white T-shirt and a pair of vintage jeans. Amy did a double take when she saw him. She had to remind herself that this was a teacher and not some upper-classman that she might run into in the dorm or the local Starbucks.

“You know,” he said thoughtfully, and then finally looked up at her, “I’ve been thinking about how this would go all day long.”

Her heart leapt at those words. She had been thinking about it too…about a taboo late-night rendezvous between teacher and pupil.

“And I’ve decided,” he continued, “That the best way to go about this would be to pretty much summarize each unit we covered. It’ll go quicker that way, and you’re bright enough to read between the lines and fill in the details later.”

“Read between the lines,” she thought to herself. “God, if only HE would read between the lines!! Figure out why I’m wearing this damn tank top to a study session…why I’m flunking a class when I should be blowing the curve for everyone else!!”

“Amy?”

She realized she was doing it again. Letting her mind drift off on tangents rather than focusing on what she was really there to do.

“So what do you say Amy? Should we get to work?”

She sat down in one of the chairs, pulled it up by his desk, and pulled out her notebook. For a while they worked on a couple of units. She quickly came to realize that once she buckled down she was really getting the concepts quite rapidly. Still, she was finding it very hard to ignore the fact that he was barely three feet from her. She was acutely aware of the way he smelled, of the way the muscles moved under his tight t-shirt, and the timbre of his voice…so close she could hear it resonating in her ears and feel it sending shivers down her spine. Her nipples were achingly hard, and she had a hard time keeping that fact from him. He made computer language sound erotic; and the way he glanced up at her from over his glasses was making her heart skip beats. She started to lose focus again, her body taking over and shutting her brain down as he tried to review the third unit. He looked at her and blew out a tired breath.

“I think it’s time for a break,” he said, standing and stretching, and her jaw dropped watching him move. His jeans were just tight enough on him that she could see the curves of his thighs, and when he turned to walk around his desk, she saw the tight roundness of his ass. She literally had to shake herself out of her erotic reverie, and she stood up as well, rubbing at her eyes, trying to look inconspicuous.

“Well, we’re moving along at a good clip,” he said, sitting down on the couch and leaning back a bit. “I think we’ll be done in about 3 more hours. If you applied yourself this well in class, we wouldn’t have to be cramming like this.” “I know, Professor, I’m sorry,” she tavşanlı escort stammered, her eyes never leaving him. She walked over and sat on the opposite side of the couch, her heart pounding, her breathing coming faster. Her panties were getting damp from her heightened arousal, and her jeans felt tight from the swelling of her sex. “I do understand the concepts, I just get a bit…” She stumbled for the right word. “…Distracted, that’s all.” He arched an eyebrow at her, and smiled tiredly.

“I’ve noticed. Look…I know my classes don’t cover the most interesting topics in the world, and I know how hard it is to constantly pay attention, but you just can’t slack anymore!”

Something in the back of her mind started to think of all the little “tips” Carey had given her. Almost against her better judgment, she decided that if there was ever going to be a time to pull out the stops, the time was now. She smiled shyly at him and scooted a bit closer to him.

“I do pay attention,” she said, biting her lower lip as seductively as she could, “it’s just that sometimes I’m just not paying attention to the subject matter.”

She leaned closer and placed her hand on his knee. He looked at her in surprise for a moment and then abruptly stood up. The outraged look he gave her nearly melted her as he said, “I don’t really think that that is appropriate at all!!”

She stood up as well. Now that she’d made her real intentions for the evening known, he all of a sudden became very aware of her body and the unexpected ambush she had been trying to set. He could see her breasts swelling in her top as she breathed rapidly, and her nipples standing out in blatant detail against the tight fabric. And then he noticed what he knew was the real Amy. She was blushing furiously and tears stood out in her eyes, telling him she knew she had made a terrible, stupid mistake.

“Oh god! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!! I should just get going!” she stammered, going over to gather up her notes.

He put his hand on her notes to stop her and shook his head.

“No, we need to finish this session. I don’t want you to fail Amy.”

As her named rolled off his lips she shut her eyes, trying to calm the rush of hormones making her dizzy with embarrassment, humiliation, and desire.

“I’m going to go get a coffee, give you a minute, then I’ll be right back.” With that, he walked out the door.

Amy watched him leave out of the corner of her eye. She sat down in her chair with a sigh, a whirlwind of emotions flooding her body. Part of her wanted to crawl under the desk and die. Another part of her kept telling her what a wonderful, sensitive, forgiving guy this had to be, and that part of her was setting her on fire. The door opened a bit, and Carey stuck her head in.

“I saw him leave,” she said, “how’s it all going?”

“Oh, I made a move, and he rebuffed me. I’ve made a total ass out of myself,” Amy said with a sarcastic sigh. “And regardless, I just don’t think he finds me attractive at all.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me! What the hell’s wrong with this guy?” Carey wondered out loud. “Ok…it’s not ending like this! Come with me!!” Carey grabbed Amy’s hand and yanked her back into the office.

“What the hell are you doing??!!” Amy yelled. “It’s over, OK?? I made a fool of myself, now it’s time for me to pass or fail on my own!”

Carey took her cell phone out, put it in camera mode, and handed it to Amy.

“Oh no…this isn’t over yet. You’re passing this class! Just be ready!” she said, and ran over to hide behind the closet door.

“Carey! What the hell are you doing?!” Amy yelled with an incredulous look on her face. “You’re gonna get me expelled!!”

She never got her answer as the door opened and Mr. Moore walked back in. Amy stood there, panting and confused.

“Are you OK?” He asked her, looking at her curiously. ” Ready to really get down to work?”

She looked nervously towards the closet. “Uh huh…”

“Good!” he answered with a smile.

He moved around and sat down behind his desk.

“Third unit….”

Just as he started, a half-naked Carey ran out from behind the closet door.

“NOW!” she shouted to Amy as she flew across the room and landed in the professor’s lap. Amy took out the cell phone and hit the camera button, catching a perfect shot of Carey kissing the professor, her naked breasts pressed up against his chest.

He struggled and finally lifted her up off of him and dropped her down on the desk.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing??!!” he demanded. “Are you looking to get yourselves kicked out of school??!!”

Carey looked at him like the cat that had swallowed the canary.

“Oh no,” she began, “Just the opposite!”

Amy looked at them, not knowing how to feel or react. She was embarrassed as hell, she was impressed with Carey’s initiative, and she was actually furious that Carey had been the one to kiss him and not her.

“You’re going to be passing my friend Amy here,” Carey continued.

“And why exactly would I be doing that??”

“Well,” A powerful grin crossed Carey’s face. “How do you think the administration would react to a picture of you kissing me behind your desk! And me?? Oh my, I was so hurt that a professor would take advantage of me like that!!”

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Amy stormed into her dorm room and threw her books on her desk.

“Damnit, I’m freaking failing this class!”

Her roommate Carey looked up at her, wide eyed, from her computer.

“What class is it?” she asked, eyeing her rather angry friend.

“Stupid Computer Science! I fucking hate it, but I need the stupid credit!” Amy snarled, her voice sharp. “The professor sits up there, all high and mighty, and thinks that we can ‘magically’ understand all of his geek speak. I mean, come on, we’re not all geniuses.”

She flopped onto her bed in exasperation, her red hair fanning out over the pillow. She didn’t want to mention to Carey that she’d secretly been lusting over the guy who was teaching the class while she was supposed to have been taking notes. And that for all the time she’d wasted dreaming about a night with him instead of paying attention, he didn’t seem to notice her at all.

Carey frowned along with her friend and asked, “Isn’t that Professor Moore’s class? He’s a newer prof, ain’t he?”

“Yeah, he’s new,” Amy sighed, ” and he’s tough. Really tough! Have you ever seen him?”

“Why? Is he cute?” giggled Carey.

Amy rolled over onto her belly, her pillow hugged to her chest.

“Well, maybe he is,” She grinned. “Why don’t you judge for yourself? Come to class with me tomorrow and see!”

Carey giggled harder. Amy rolled back over, holding her pillow tighter still.

“What the hell! Why not?” Carey said.

Amy looked at her upside down from the bed. She hadn’t expected that answer, and now didn’t quite know if a tag-along critic was what she really wanted. Especially one who knew her well enough to realize that there was no way she should be in this much trouble in what should have been a simple class for her. Oh well!! It was out there. No graceful way to back out now.

“Sure, why not?” Amy repeated, trying to be enthusiastic. “I could use the moral support.”

The next day, the two girls found themselves walking across the quad towards the Computer Sciences building. Neither said very much. Carey seemed uncharacteristically lost in thought. Amy was trying to come up with any sort of a good excuse to go this one alone.

“Maybe you should talk to him,” Carey finally offered. ” I’ll bet he’d be willing to help.”

Amy just shrugged and held her books tighter to her chest. Her glasses slipped a bit, and she pushed them back up with a practiced motion. Finally, she made the decision to come clean.

“Ok, ok, so maybe he would help. I haven’t talked to him because…well…I have a bit of a crush on him, and I’m a bit tongue tied around him, ok?”

She rushed through the last few words, hoping maybe they’d just slip by.

Carey looked at her with both approval and amazement.

“Ah-ha! I knew it had to be something like that!! He must be cute!” Carey giggled tauntingly.

“Terrific,” thought Amy. “Just what I need!!”

She hadn’t wanted to mention her crush to Carey because Carey had no problem attracting guys and being able to talk to them. With her long straight light brown hair, her ready smile and knockout curves, she had them eating out of the palm of her hand in minutes. Even though she wasn’t a wallflower by any stretch, Amy had always felt a bit dowdy around Carey. She was shorter but curvy, and her long red hair and fair skin were enviable. Today she had her hair back in a ponytail and was wearing an oversized mans dress shirt, tied up to show just the right amount of skin over her tight, hip-hugging jeans. Still, she had herself convinced that all the sideways glances from they guys they passed as they walked must’ve been aimed at Carey, not her. Finally they reached their building, and as they entered the classroom, Carey’s giggles echoed in her mind, haunting her.

Class was torture, with Carey whispering dirty or suggestive remarks in her ear all the time. From the moment the professor entered the room, she couldn’t concentrate at all…as per usual. She watched his mouth as he lectured, his lean frame as he walked in front of the whiteboard, and became more and more nervous as the class drew to a close. When the bell rang, Carey pushed Amy towards the desk as the rest of the students filed out. With a nervous look over her shoulder, she approached the professor and cleared her throat.

“Um, Professor Moore? Can I…um…talk to you for a minute?”

He looked up from gathering his notes into his attaché case to see who had approached him.

“Um…..Amy? Right?” He said, waving at the final few students as they filtered out of the lecture hall.

Carey saw her friend’s face flush when she realized that he actually knew her by name from the sea of anonymous CompSci students.

“And you?” he said, turning to Carey, “I’m afraid I don’t recognize you. What happened? Did Amy drag you along to try to keep her awake during class? I see she didn’t nod off, so you must’ve been keeping her stimulated.”

Carey snickered, thinking about what the teacher would think if he really tarsus escort knew what she’d been doing to keep Amy’s attention.

“Nice to meet you. My name’s Carey. And yeah…I’m just passing through today.”

“Well Carey, I’m hoping you’ll be a positive influence on your friend here. For reasons I can’t explain, she’s just hanging on by a thread in this class. I’ve seen her transcripts and have no idea why this is such a struggle for her.” He turned his attention over to Amy. “But I’m afraid the bottom line is that if you don’t do something to turn yourself around soon, you’ll be right back here taking this class again next semester.”

Amy felt a bit ill hearing those words spoken out loud.

“So ladies, what can I do for you?”

“Um…look, Professor, I really need to pass this class, and I’m wondering if there is a way to get some tutoring, or make up work, or…”

Amy faltered, her courage deserting her in the face of his stern look. She licked her lips, and tried to summon up her arguments again. Carey kicked her ankle, and she stumbled forward, spilling her book and notes onto his desk. Red faced, Amy mumbled an apology, and the professor stopped her with an upraised hand.

“Really Amy, you’re almost too far behind as it stands. I don’t think that makeup work is going to cut it. Tutoring might help, but the semester is almost over, and I really don’t see what we can do.”

Amy’s eyes watered, and she nodded mutely as she gathered up her books and notes she had spilled. The professor helped gather a few of her papers nearest him, and after glancing at them he paused and looked at her with a raised eyebrow. She blushed fiercely when she realized that the notes he held were from the day before, and they weren’t computer science jargon. She had been daydreaming about kissing him and writing about it during the class.

He cleared his throat.

“So…I’m beginning to get an idea of what the problem is,” he said, his face becoming even more stoic than before. The whole situation was calling up memories of how she used to feel as a kid when her father would scold her for something she had done, and she had to genuinely fight the urge to just turn and run away. Even Carey felt a bit awkward standing there, watching the scene unfold.

“Look,” he continued, “If there’s one thing that burns me, it’s a talented student throwing away a promising situation because her mind isn’t where it should be in class. I know what you’re capable of. I know this should be a snap for you.”

She squirmed uncomfortably in place. He sighed, and thought for a moment.

“I’ll tell you what. You’re not going to get an A in this class, but you’re not guaranteed an F either. If you really ace the final, you’ve got a chance of squeaking out of here with a D. Why don’t you swing by my office tomorrow evening and I’ll give you a one-night, crash tutoring session. You’re bright. You should soak this up in a snap! Maybe it’ll be enough to just put you over the top.”

Her face brightened.

“But…” he continued, “You’d better come prepared to study! A semester’s worth of review in a night isn’t gonna be a piece of cake!”

“Oh don’t worry!!” Amy said, suddenly hopeful, “I’ll make you proud of me!”

“So go on then! Get out of here, and I’ll see you tomorrow…my office, 7:30.”

“Don’t worry, Mr. M!” Carey replied. “I’ll make sure she’s ready!”

Amy could barely make it through the next day. Luckily she didn’t have his class that day so she was able to block it out and focus on her other work. But then as the evening rolled around, she was starting to get the nervous jitters. Carey noticed, and just had to razz her a bit about it.

“Oh come on, lighten up you dweeb! You’re finally going to get a chance to see him all by yourself, and all you can do is fret about it.” She started rooting through Amy’s closet, pulling out top after top. “Damn, woman, don’t you own a single piece of clothing that shows of any kind of skin?!”

“I’m going there to study, Carey, not get laid!”

Amy looked at her friend with exasperation.

“Yes, I think he’s hot, but he’s not going to want anything like that from me.”

Carey looked at her from over her shoulder and smiled.

“Amy, take a chance. He’s young, cute, and he’s the one who made this late study session. It’s the perrfect opportunity!”

She grabbed out a black button down shirt, and tossed it aside.

“That’s it, I’m loaning you one of my shirts. I didn’t realize what a sorry shape your closet was in.”

Amy rolled her eyes, and nervously chewed a fingernail. Carey started tossing tops at her.

“Look, I know that you can be very shy, and that you haven’t had a lot of action. Is there anything I can do to help you relax?”

Amy shook her head, then started to pull off her own shirt to try on Carey’s. Carey looked at her friend with a bit of gleam in her eye. Amy had beautiful breasts that swelled with every breath, and her hips flared very nicely tatvan escort into her low rise jeans. Carey leered at her and said, “If he says no, he is missing out!”

Amy blushed. She pulled on a tight tank top that Carey had given her that left very little to the imagination. Carey smiled in a naughty way and winked. Amy looked at herself in the floor-length mirror, and shifted around,

“I think I’ll borrow this one,” she said, thinking that maybe she might…just might… take a chance after all.

Carey followed her to the professor’s office that evening, giving her all kinds of flirtation advice.

“If he comes over to point something out, brush your hand against his! If you have to go to him, lean over enough to give him a glimpse of cleavage…and hold it there for a second! Trust me, he’ll get the idea.”

Amy nibbled nervously on her lower lip and sighed. It wasn’t like she didn’t want to give it a try, but she was afraid that he would take offense and ask her to leave and that would lead to even more awkwardness in the classroom. Possibly also, she thought, to her dismissal from school.

“All right Carey, leave it be,” she said finally, her nervousness making her voice tremble just a bit. Carey looked at her friend and gave her a hug.

“You’ll be all right Honey. And hey… I’ll be just outside in case you need backup,” she said with a big grin.

Amy grinned back at her, trying to match her friend’s irrepressible good humor. Then she straightened her borrowed top, took a deep breath, and summoning up her moxie she knocked boldly on his office door. When he said, “Come in,” Carey gave her a big thumbs-up, a naughty wink, and sent her on her way.

She stepped into his office for what she realized was the first time. It was a bit more pedestrian than she’d imagined…bookshelves, closet, large desk, a few chairs, small sofa against the wall. Somehow she’d envisioned a swanky oak and velvet office for him, like you might see at Harvard or Oxford. And then she noticed him. He sat behind the desk, looking down at his notes as always. He was dressed much more casually this time. Gone were the professor’s slacks and ties from the classroom. Instead he was wearing a simple white T-shirt and a pair of vintage jeans. Amy did a double take when she saw him. She had to remind herself that this was a teacher and not some upper-classman that she might run into in the dorm or the local Starbucks.

“You know,” he said thoughtfully, and then finally looked up at her, “I’ve been thinking about how this would go all day long.”

Her heart leapt at those words. She had been thinking about it too…about a taboo late-night rendezvous between teacher and pupil.

“And I’ve decided,” he continued, “That the best way to go about this would be to pretty much summarize each unit we covered. It’ll go quicker that way, and you’re bright enough to read between the lines and fill in the details later.”

“Read between the lines,” she thought to herself. “God, if only HE would read between the lines!! Figure out why I’m wearing this damn tank top to a study session…why I’m flunking a class when I should be blowing the curve for everyone else!!”

“Amy?”

She realized she was doing it again. Letting her mind drift off on tangents rather than focusing on what she was really there to do.

“So what do you say Amy? Should we get to work?”

She sat down in one of the chairs, pulled it up by his desk, and pulled out her notebook. For a while they worked on a couple of units. She quickly came to realize that once she buckled down she was really getting the concepts quite rapidly. Still, she was finding it very hard to ignore the fact that he was barely three feet from her. She was acutely aware of the way he smelled, of the way the muscles moved under his tight t-shirt, and the timbre of his voice…so close she could hear it resonating in her ears and feel it sending shivers down her spine. Her nipples were achingly hard, and she had a hard time keeping that fact from him. He made computer language sound erotic; and the way he glanced up at her from over his glasses was making her heart skip beats. She started to lose focus again, her body taking over and shutting her brain down as he tried to review the third unit. He looked at her and blew out a tired breath.

“I think it’s time for a break,” he said, standing and stretching, and her jaw dropped watching him move. His jeans were just tight enough on him that she could see the curves of his thighs, and when he turned to walk around his desk, she saw the tight roundness of his ass. She literally had to shake herself out of her erotic reverie, and she stood up as well, rubbing at her eyes, trying to look inconspicuous.

“Well, we’re moving along at a good clip,” he said, sitting down on the couch and leaning back a bit. “I think we’ll be done in about 3 more hours. If you applied yourself this well in class, we wouldn’t have to be cramming like this.” “I know, Professor, I’m sorry,” she tavşanlı escort stammered, her eyes never leaving him. She walked over and sat on the opposite side of the couch, her heart pounding, her breathing coming faster. Her panties were getting damp from her heightened arousal, and her jeans felt tight from the swelling of her sex. “I do understand the concepts, I just get a bit…” She stumbled for the right word. “…Distracted, that’s all.” He arched an eyebrow at her, and smiled tiredly.

“I’ve noticed. Look…I know my classes don’t cover the most interesting topics in the world, and I know how hard it is to constantly pay attention, but you just can’t slack anymore!”

Something in the back of her mind started to think of all the little “tips” Carey had given her. Almost against her better judgment, she decided that if there was ever going to be a time to pull out the stops, the time was now. She smiled shyly at him and scooted a bit closer to him.

“I do pay attention,” she said, biting her lower lip as seductively as she could, “it’s just that sometimes I’m just not paying attention to the subject matter.”

She leaned closer and placed her hand on his knee. He looked at her in surprise for a moment and then abruptly stood up. The outraged look he gave her nearly melted her as he said, “I don’t really think that that is appropriate at all!!”

She stood up as well. Now that she’d made her real intentions for the evening known, he all of a sudden became very aware of her body and the unexpected ambush she had been trying to set. He could see her breasts swelling in her top as she breathed rapidly, and her nipples standing out in blatant detail against the tight fabric. And then he noticed what he knew was the real Amy. She was blushing furiously and tears stood out in her eyes, telling him she knew she had made a terrible, stupid mistake.

“Oh god! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!! I should just get going!” she stammered, going over to gather up her notes.

He put his hand on her notes to stop her and shook his head.

“No, we need to finish this session. I don’t want you to fail Amy.”

As her named rolled off his lips she shut her eyes, trying to calm the rush of hormones making her dizzy with embarrassment, humiliation, and desire.

“I’m going to go get a coffee, give you a minute, then I’ll be right back.” With that, he walked out the door.

Amy watched him leave out of the corner of her eye. She sat down in her chair with a sigh, a whirlwind of emotions flooding her body. Part of her wanted to crawl under the desk and die. Another part of her kept telling her what a wonderful, sensitive, forgiving guy this had to be, and that part of her was setting her on fire. The door opened a bit, and Carey stuck her head in.

“I saw him leave,” she said, “how’s it all going?”

“Oh, I made a move, and he rebuffed me. I’ve made a total ass out of myself,” Amy said with a sarcastic sigh. “And regardless, I just don’t think he finds me attractive at all.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me! What the hell’s wrong with this guy?” Carey wondered out loud. “Ok…it’s not ending like this! Come with me!!” Carey grabbed Amy’s hand and yanked her back into the office.

“What the hell are you doing??!!” Amy yelled. “It’s over, OK?? I made a fool of myself, now it’s time for me to pass or fail on my own!”

Carey took her cell phone out, put it in camera mode, and handed it to Amy.

“Oh no…this isn’t over yet. You’re passing this class! Just be ready!” she said, and ran over to hide behind the closet door.

“Carey! What the hell are you doing?!” Amy yelled with an incredulous look on her face. “You’re gonna get me expelled!!”

She never got her answer as the door opened and Mr. Moore walked back in. Amy stood there, panting and confused.

“Are you OK?” He asked her, looking at her curiously. ” Ready to really get down to work?”

She looked nervously towards the closet. “Uh huh…”

“Good!” he answered with a smile.

He moved around and sat down behind his desk.

“Third unit….”

Just as he started, a half-naked Carey ran out from behind the closet door.

“NOW!” she shouted to Amy as she flew across the room and landed in the professor’s lap. Amy took out the cell phone and hit the camera button, catching a perfect shot of Carey kissing the professor, her naked breasts pressed up against his chest.

He struggled and finally lifted her up off of him and dropped her down on the desk.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing??!!” he demanded. “Are you looking to get yourselves kicked out of school??!!”

Carey looked at him like the cat that had swallowed the canary.

“Oh no,” she began, “Just the opposite!”

Amy looked at them, not knowing how to feel or react. She was embarrassed as hell, she was impressed with Carey’s initiative, and she was actually furious that Carey had been the one to kiss him and not her.

“You’re going to be passing my friend Amy here,” Carey continued.

“And why exactly would I be doing that??”

“Well,” A powerful grin crossed Carey’s face. “How do you think the administration would react to a picture of you kissing me behind your desk! And me?? Oh my, I was so hurt that a professor would take advantage of me like that!!”

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A few of our friends and my work mates had small revolving March Madness Parties, taking turns hosting the event. Our turn to host the games was on Thursday of the second weekend with teams playing for entrance to the Sweet 16. There was only a small group of five and my wife for the festivities.

After a huge comeback by my wife and my Alma mater on the previous weekend we were very boisterous in our support. Claudio had been bantering back and forth all week about this game and how our respected team would get destroyed. Needless to say our team bowed out meekly and Claudio was being unmercifully cruel to my wife about the game.

Kenny hosted the elite eight games on Sunday and Claudio being a alum of the Orange was not very happy with the play. My wife was adding to his misery by returning the verbal sparring that Claudio had laid on her the week before. With his team down by 15 at the half my wife started giving my friend an even hard time about losing. He said the game wasn’t over and if she was so sure of herself to make a bet with him. Pam agreed and said “when” his team lost he would have to let us use his condo on the beach for a weekend. Claudio agreed but said if his team won my wife would have to be the waitress at his Final Four party next Saturday night.

The Orange men were making a small comeback which got my wife worried but the number 1 seed squashed the rally and were back up by double digits with less than nine minutes in the game. My wife and Claudio increased the verbal sparring until Claudio asked her if she wanted to up the bet. My wife told him to put his money where his mouth was and said he would have to put up use of his condo for the entire week. He said that was a really steep bet and she asked what he wanted in return.

He shocked everyone when he said he wanted my wife to waitress his party nude and follow his commands. The request silenced the group and I was speechless, my friend and coworker of over 10 years had openly made such a brazen ante. Pam broke the silence; convinced the number 1 seed could not loose and agreed to his terms.

I started to say something when she said, “Don’t worry; there’s no way his team is coming back”. Well, was she ever wrong. His team had made a 21-2 run and ending up winning by 6. My wife tried in vain to get out of it saying she was just joking around, but he said a bet is a bet and instructed me to drop her off at 4 next Saturday to get ready for the evening’s activities.

That week was a blur. I had been emailing with Claudio all week trying to get her out of it and he said there was no way he was backing out. I told him there were rules that he needed to follow since this was my wife we were talking about and he told me that the only rules would be his and she would be following them.

Saturday arrived and I drove my wife, arriving at Claudio’s shortly after 4. I parked and we walked up to his his door, he answered it and gave my wife a big hug and told her to go on in. I started to go in to but he said the party did not start till 6 PM and I should come back at that time. He also asked that I not call or drive by that she had chores to get ready for the party. I tried to give her a kiss goodbye, but she was already inside and he closed the door.

I drove home in a daze thinking about what I had just done. I had just left my wife with my friend to do with as he pleased. I hardly sat down pacing and wondering what all was going on. At 6 PM sharp I pulled up at Claudio’s house, I went to the door and was met by my wife. After she opened the door the first thing I noticed was her hair was styled differently. He had cut her long hair into an almost mod cut that I honestly liked. I also noticed Pam clothes she was wearing or almost not wearing. She had on very sheer maids outfit that clearly showed off her darker nipples. She also had on a garter belt and fishnet stockings. I immediately noticed my wife was not wearing panties under the see thru apron and her dark pubic area was very clearly on display.

I asked what all had happened and without speaking she just lifted her apron to show me she was not wearing panties. Pam started talking as she turned and led me into the house with her bare bottom on full display. She said after I left he told her that she was to follow all of his rules without question. She said the first thing he did was have her strip for him so he could see her body, he told her he had masturbated thinking about her and the party.

She then told me when her shirt and pants were off and when she was down to her bra and panties he took out a camera and started to take pictures of my wife. Pam said she told him she didn’t want him taking pictures but he told her that he made the rules and she was to follow them. When my wife was completely nude she said he took pictures of her breasts and had her bend over so he could take pics of her ass. Pam said he had her spread her butt cheeks apart and took pictures of her anus and labia sticking out from between her legs. He then had her silifke escort lie down and spread her legs so he could take pics of my wife’s pussy. She said he had her hold her labia open exposing the inside of her vagina and he said he had always wondered how pink her pussy was and now he knew.

My wife said she felt humiliated exposing herself to our friend like that. When he was done taking pictures she said he told me to suck his cock. My wife said he came in her mouth and she said he demanded she swallow every drop.

When he was done he told her to get cleaned up because she going to be waitressing the party and would be nude under the little outfit he had bought. She said she tried to talk him out of going thru with it again but he said those were the rules. My wife said she told him again she didn’t want to do that but he just reiterated she lost the bet and those were the rules. After my wife cleaned up and put on the skimpy outfit he directed her to the kitchen to get ready for the party. Pam said he sat in the kitchen playing with himself while watching her bare bottom and talking dirty to her as she put together the the snacks for the group.

When the party group began arriving I could tell she was completely humiliated, from her blushing to the perspiration above her upper lip. She had to open the door for each person in her almost nude outfit and knew each one was looking at her ass as she led them to the TV room. There ended up being a couple more guys than our typical group and no other women. The party ended up being 9 males; friends whom we knew very well and are married to some of her friends, coworkers of ours and a couple of strangers all looking at my wife’s mostly naked body.

My wife later confirmed when the party began she was as degraded as she ever felt but also excited at the same time. She was completely sober and there were 9 guys there all looking at her almost naked body in front of her husband. When the game started Pam was taking orders and bringing drinks to the guys. The guys would take turns finishing their drink quickly and getting my wife to bring more. The influence of the alcohol became obvious as the guys requests were becoming more suggestive.

Ricky and several others took turns having my wife bend over to hand them a drink for the others to get a better view of her ass. Things progressed to some of the guys would either slap her ass or squeeze one of her breasts when she passed. The alcohol was flowing quickly and the guys comments turned lewd about her breasts, how her ass jiggled and about her dark triangle of pubic hair.

Just before half one of the strangers; James said he couldn’t believe how dark and bushy my wife’s pussy hair was and that’s when our friend she lost the bet to suggested they should shave her. Pam turned bright red and pleaded them not to humiliate her more, but she was reminded of the rules by Claudio.

The guys had completely lost track of the game by now as they took my wife by the arms and lift her to lie her down on his kitchen table. My wife kept he legs tightly closed as Claudio found a large pair of shear type scissors and trimmed tufts of her pubic hair short. Each guy took a turn removing a section of her pubic hair until she had a patchwork of hair left like she had a bad haircut or a cat with mange. Several of the guys were taking pictures of her humiliation and making comments about shearing the sheep and pruning the bush.

Claudio told the guys to wait a minute, he would be right back and went around the corner. When he reappeared he had some of the foamy type shaving cream and a razor. My wife took one look and forcefully said “NO WAY”.

My wife’s pleading moved to begging as Claudio gave a quick flick to her nipple and told her she would obey. My wife let out a low moan, but it wasn’t the sound of pain it sounded more like euphoria. Mick said “this cunt really wants shaved” as my wife moaned louder while Claudio was rubbing the foam on her mound. The group was now all voicing all types of depraved comments to her as Claudio slowly ran the razor over the remaining patches of growth above her private parts.

Claudio then instructed my wife he needed to finish unveiling her pussy and asshole and my wife didn’t offer any resistance as she slowly lifted and spread her legs. My wife said later she was anxious and excited about her labia and clit being fully exposed for the guys. Several guys helped my wife lift her legs higher as her undeniable desire became evident from creamy goo oozing from her slit. My wife’s meaty lower lips were swollen and bright red from her excitement.

Claudio purposely rubbed the foam around the edges of her cunt and anus, taking extra care not to touch her sex organs. As Claudio was running the razor along the edge of her slit, I looked around and saw several of the guys had pulled out their cocks and were actively pleasuring themselves. My wife had her eyes closed and her body was contorting as she was murmuring soft noises. simav escort

When Claudio rubbed a warm wet towel across her pussy her whole body shivered shaking her tits and causing her moans to get louder. When he had her cleaned Claudio lowered his head and flicked his tongue across her pussy lips to her enjoyment. Kenny took the cue and moved to the top of the table and turned my wife’s head to place his cock in her waiting mouth. Nobody seemed to care that the basketball game was back on, the bench’s had cleared and there was now a full court press on my wife’s body.

When she leaned to her side to suck the cock in her mouth better, two other men reached out and started playing with her tits. By now everyone was hot and we were all in a stage of undress, except one of the strangers; Max a large black man who was talking to the other guy we didn’t know. I needed relief so I moved to the side of the table as Kenny shot his load down Pam’s throat. When Pam looked up it was like she didn’t even know me, she looked dazed as she moaned and reached out for my cock and said “give me that cock, MMMmmm”. She hadn’t started been sucking my cock for long before I pulled out and sprayed my cum all over her face.

My wife had several hands squeezing and rubbing her tits and pinching her hardened nipples. Two other men were rubbing her stomach as Claudio had stood up between her legs and was rubbing the large head of his cock between here engorged cunt lips. Pam started to try to say something but another cock by her head was rammed deep into her mouth, smothering her words. She started to scream but was gagged again by the cock going deeper into her throat.

Mick tilted Pam’s head so he could get his entire cock in her mouth and fuck her face while he played with her nipples which by now were beet red and hard as rocks.She started to concentrate on the fat dick being shoved down her throat as I watched Claudio’s purposely teasing my wife’s now open love tunnel with the huge head of his cock. As Claudio continued teasing her his cock head seemed to grow bigger and turn a deep purple color as it grazed her swollen cunt lips. Before long I couldn’t see her open hole; his big cock head completely resting her entrance to her reproduction organ.

The guys comments had gone from indecent to degrading as some were getting inpatient. Mick was now easily fucking my wife’s throat while several others were giving her breasts and nipples a real workout leaving marks where they pinched and twisted. She was squirming and moaning causing her legs to spread even wider as Claudio’s tennis ball sized cock head rubbed her lower entrance. The sight of my wife’s open pussy with this huge cock head parting her lower lips was causing an uproar. Claudio found her tiny opening again as his cock rubbed all around the glistening entrance to her lower hole.

His cock took on a musky sheen from the juices from Pam’s pink hole as her cunt lips continually mouthed at the end of his massive teasing cock head. Claudio looked at Mick and nodded, as he did Mick lunged forward shoving his cock down Pam’s throat almost to the base. My wife’s eyes bulged as she choked and jumped causing her to slid down just as Claudio grunted and lunged forward shoving his large cock head balls deep into her open cunt.

My wife screamed in ecstasy; even with the cock filling her throat. Her eyes rolled up and her body contorted trying to get more. Mick was on the verge of losing his load shoving his cock in her throat with her nose buried in his pubic hair. Claudio yelled “Oh my god” and “take it all you fucking slut” as he thrust deep in her female genital organ again.

That pushed Mick over the edge as he grabbed the back of her head with both hands pushing her head into his crotch as if he was trying to suffocate her. He was standing on his toes trying to get deeper in her throat causing her to gag again. Mick didn’t seem to care as he held her head tighter, pumping his cock deeper and his ass clinching yelling “oh fuck, oh fuck”… “here it cums bitch”… “eat my cum you slut” as his body convulsed. My wife was choking as the white baby batter was flowing out of her mouth around his cock.

Claudio was close to as he yelled “here it cums slut” “I’m gonna cum in your cunt”. He grabbed her waist trying to get deeper as he finished quickly but kept pounding her lower slit.

One of the guys we didn’t know, a tall back guy Dwane said he wanted to be next but wanted to see the end of the game too. So the guys took my wife into the TV room and shifted the sofa so they could position her over the arm so she could be used while watching the game.

Dwane started to undress, when he took his pants off I let out an audible “holy shit”. His cock was still limp, but it was huge. It hung down out of the leg of his boxer shorts. His cock was at least 9 inches long at least 3 inches thick when soft and hanging. I’m not sure how to describe it except It looked like a fire hose. His balls hung about 4 inches söke escort below his crotch and they were each the size of peach. The other stranger James looked at me staring at Dwane and said “Impressive huh”.

Dwane went to my wife’s mouth shoved his cock up against her lips. Pam opened her mouth wide to take in as much as she could. When she did Dwane jutted his hips forward and she gagged. She could hardly even get her mouth around the growing circumference of his cock. Pam grabbed his shaft and licked the sides of his cock as it continued to grow. His cock had grown bigger than her entire forearm and she could only get the tip of the huge purple-ish/grey head in her mouth. The head of his giant cock was as big as my fist and the shaft appeared 4 inches thick and at least a foot long.

Dwane grabbed my wife by the hair and pushed the whole head of his cock into her mouth and said “suck it, you white cunt”. She just couldn’t handle it all and choked and pulled back. Dwane gave my wife a quick sharp slap on the ass causing her to fall back on the sofa as she let out a yelp and the outline of a large red handprint formed on her ass.

Dwane moved behind my wife as James immediately thrust his rock hard cock into her open mouth. Dwane announced to the group “I want some of that white ass”. He knelt down and spread my wife’s ass cheeks to expose her closed puckered orifice.

He used his masterful tongue alternating firm and gentle, slow and fast. His tongue managed to push past the tight ring of her rosebud and he started fucking her opening with his tongue.

She smelled like earthy musky perfume from her cum filled snatch and Dwane groaned in pleasure, savoring the taste. Pam groaned and moaned and ground her ass into his face, enjoying every second of his thorough tongue-reaming. Pam was moaning even louder around the cock that had been shoved in her mouth when Dwane pulled away and got himself to his feet and I knew he wanted to put his monster cock in my wife’s ass.

He moved her body up slightly to position her rear opening for his tall stance. My wife’s ass dangled off the edge of the couch, her red-painted toes wiggling in anticipation. Coating his mammoth cock head with lube from my wife’s used pussy he examined her exposed asshole. Pam’s brown eye was on exhibition for all as she pushed out with her muscles anticipating the imminent invasion of her ass.

Dwane squatted slightly to line up the bloated head of his fat dick with her open asshole. As soon as he pushed against her small puckered opening my wife grew silent except for the noise of the cock using he mouth. Her rear opening was too tight as his cock bent and slipped away from the opening the first couple of tries. Dwane used his left hand to spread her cheek and used his right hand to fist his cock right behind the head and again placed it against her sphincter.

Pam was making primal grunting noises as James filled her mouth and was quickly replaced by another cock.

Dwane pushed the bulbous head of his cock as my wife’s rear opening was slowly beginning to open. He pulled his cock back towards the cream from her pussy and coated it again for another try. Dwane let out a low grumble as he placed the head of his cock at her sphincter again and stated to push. Her rear orifice gradually starting to dilate to my wife’s growing moans. Like slow motion her sphincter gave way, as the head of his cock plopped into her ass.

My wife let out a garbled “Jesus Christ” around the new cock in her mouth. Dwayne let out an oh fuck and clenched his teeth; his cock slowly sinking into the heavenly molten grip of her ass, as it squeezed his cock like a warm wet mink glove. He let go of his cock and place both hands on her ass to spread her cheeks for an unobstructed view of her tight butthole stretched around his shaft. The view of the considerable black hose obscenely stretching the undersized entry to her rear cavity was too much for me as I moved over to dump my second load on her face and the cock using her mouth.

Dwane waited a minute for the tight opening to get used to his girth before he started a slow push, trying to force his oversize destroyer of a cock into Pam’s anus. Paul had been fucking her mouth and was already shooting his cum as she moaned and it flowed from her open lips. Two others; Mick and Ricky had been wanking their tool and couldn’t wait moved to dump their load on my wife’s face and hair with Paul still filling her mouth. Her head was now covered and laying in a small pool of jizm on the sofa cushion.

Looking down I could see that her opening was stretching to the limit with his huge head inside her ass and she was squirming to accommodate more as she was being suffocated by another new cock in her mouth. As my wife continued to contort her body she was causing Dwane to get more excited and her movements were starting to work the shaft of his big cock moving deeper into her backside.

Danny was using Pam’s mouth for his pleasure and finally pulled his cock out so she could breath. He gave her about two breaths and my wife was able to pull away from Dwane’s cock with a popping sound from her anus. The little brown closed puckered hole was now gaping open. As Danny put his cock back in her mouth she arched her ass for another attempt by Dwane.

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This is the third installment of an unknown number of parts. We do a little background and storytelling – so no sex in this episode (Awwwww!) sorry – I promise more in the next installment.

Thanks to an “expert” reader who sent me feedback, I’ve made a point of telling a little more of the “why” the SUK sorority exists and it’s history. (Bear with me, I think it will pay off in the end.)

Thanks to all my readers, and all the encouraging feedback – especially Pat, The Fellatrix.

* * * * *

Amy led Laura back through the doorway they had entered from, but took a sharp turn into a hallway Laura had not been in during previous visits to the sorority house. The sounds of the Mistress of Ceremonies instructing the handlers to take the men back to their ready room echoing in Laura’s ears was almost drowned out by the pounding of her heart. One of the other sisters had draped the robe back over Laura’s shoulders, but she was too numb to even notice or acknowledge it. After a few turns, corridors, and closed doors, Amy and Laura arrived in a richly appointed room. Thick carpet and dark wood surrounded Laura as Amy helped to a seat on a leather sofa.

Laura was quivering from acute adrenalin overload and seemed on the verge of an outburst.

“Whoa, calm down Laura,” Amy told her, looking alarmed herself, “are you OK?”

Laura nodded, but was still breathing fast and looking wild-eyed.

“Here,” Amy said, pushing a glass into Laura’s hand, “drink this.”

Laura took a big swig without even asking what she was drinking, panting again after she swallowed and leaned back into the couch.

“Wow, that was intense.” Laura gasped out, her breathing slowing to a more normal rate.

“Hell yeah,” agreed Amy as she poured herself a big glass of wine and gulped about half of it down in one shot, “you OK Laura?”

Laura nodded, catching her breath and trying to stop shaking.

Amy slouched down in a big overstuffed chair opposite Laura and eyed her with concern.

Laura, heartbeat slowing to near normal, reassured Amy, “I’m OK, really,” and took another sip of the wine.

“Shit,” she said, pulling the robe around her and cinching the sash around her waist, “why didn’t you tell me I was sitting here naked?”

Amy laughed, “It’s not my job to tell you when you’re naked Laura – we figured sorgun escort you were bright enough to figure that out, besides, you were way more naked than that 3 minutes ago.”

Laura laughed out loud too, feeling nearly calmed down again, “Yeah, you’re right. Guess everything was happening so fast I never stopped to think about it.” She looked around the room, noticing plaques and pictures and citations on the walls. “Wow, what is this place?”

Amy took a quick look around the room, “This is the trophy room.”

“Trophy room?” Laura asked, getting up to check out some of the awards on the walls. “‘The Members and Supporters of Men’s Rowing team of Faber College express their deepest gratitude to the Women of Sigma Upsilon Kappa.’ Wow.”

She read from another brass and oak award: “In recognition of SUK’s steadfast support and encouragement in achieving the Varsity Football Championship.”

“Wow,” Laura quietly said again as she read award after award.

“Men’s Gymnastics, Wrestling, Water Polo – there’s even one here from the Chess Club.”

Amy laughed out loud, “That one was pretty funny, you should have seen those guys….”

“What do you mean?” Laura asked, looking positively puzzled.

Amy stood up and moved to where Laura was reading the awards.

“C’Mon Laura, haven’t you figured it out yet? Think.”

Laura’s knitted brow finally prompted Amy to explain.

“You don’t think this oral sex thing is just an initiation rite, do you Laura?”

“Well,” Laura thought out loud, “I hadn’t really thought about it. I do know that almost every girl I’ve met here had stories to tell about the men they’d given head to – athletes, alumni, professors……”

Amy could see the light bulb over Laura’s head blink on, but she wasn’t ready to believe yet.

“You mean…..” she asked.

“That’s right – the football team, the rowing team, gymnastics team, chess team, administrators, the dean……” Amy grinned at Laura.

Laura was stunned to silence – but only for a moment.

“Could you explain how this happens?” she asked.

“Sure,” Amy explained, “it’s really quite simple. The girls at SUK have a talent that men really appreciate – and we’re very good at it.” She grinned wickedly and licked her lips.

“When a team can use a little…. süleymanpaşa escort shall we say ‘inspiration’, a coach or booster or professor will come to us and ask us to bring our special abilities to bear. Amy continued.

“You mean….” Laura began.

Amy interrupted her, “Here’s an example – this fall – right before homecoming game – the football team wasn’t looking too good. The head coach was talking to the boosters about his problem, and one of the wealthy alums came to the sorority and sat down with out committee. After a short meeting, four of our girls showed up in the locker room and made an offer that the team couldn’t ignore.”

Laura listened intently.

“Our girls basically told the team that we wanted a win – bad – and that if the team won the homecoming game, the whole team would be cumming that night – in SUK girls mouths.”

Amy waited for Laura to fully digest the tale she had just told Laura.

Laura moved from plaque to picture to award. “The football Team…. Basketball Team…… LaCrosse Team….. Bowling Team?”

Amy laughed, “Yep, even the bowling league – we don’t discriminate.”

Laura turned again to look at the awards as she digested what Amy had told her. She came across a very impressive-looking plaque with a picture next to it. In the picture, the Dean and Chancellor of the university were presenting the large plaque to a beaming petite young woman in a academic robe with a long hood trailing down the back.

“Who’s this getting the award from the honchos?” she asked Amy.

“Oh, that’s Patti – Sister Patricia – but most of the girls here refer to her as the Grand Fellatrix.”

“The Grand Fellatrix?” Laura asked with mock awe.

“Patti is one of the girls who chartered SUK, she and a couple of friends did some research their Freshman and Sophomore years, and got a probationary charter approved when they started their Junior year. The full charter was granted by summer and Patti has stayed on to get several advanced degrees. That picture is when she got her 3rd Summa Cum Laude Doctorate, Dean’s List, National Honor Society, the whole enchilada.” Amy laughed.

“What’s so funny?”

“Oh – Patti likes to say that she earned her degrees ‘Some Cum Loudly'”

“Is she still around?” Laura asked.

“No talas escort so much anymore, she’s traveling around the country setting up SUK chapters at other universities now. She does drop by every so often, and we always have some very special ceremonies when she does.”

Laura plopped back down onto the sofa, “So let me see if I got this right – the SUK girls got all these awards from… giving head?”

“That’s just the tip of the iceberg Laura,” Amy explained, putting down her wine glass and gesturing for Laura to do the same, “but we have to be getting back – you still have a mission to finish.”

She started for the door, “Let’s just say that our members love sucking cock, but rather than just ‘Bobby’ in the back seat of his beater Chevy, we take our talent and avocation and use it to advance ourselves and our sisters.” She gestured around the room. “Everything you see here was in some way paid for by what we do. We don’t ‘buy’ grades, but our willingness to ‘work’ with our male professors and tutors gets us every advantage and aid to our education. Our willingness to ‘reward’ the athletes for their efforts get us the admiration and appreciation of the coaches, administration, alumni association and the boosters.” She led Laura back down the hallway. “There’s also not a SUK girl who doesn’t enjoy giving head, it wouldn’t make sense. Hell, I love a hard cock in my mouth.”

Laura looked a bit shocked, not that Amy loved to suck cock, but rather that she’s say it so openly.

“There’s so much more to it. Groups that we service paid for the whole building. We have scholarships, stipends, class trips, we get preferential treatment by everybody on campus, parties, presents, hell, a few of the girls even have expense accounts and cars. It’s a win-win situation. We love to suck cock, and we get handsomely rewarded for our talents.”

Amy went on, “The whole ‘initiation’ thing is just kind of a fun test – most girls never get the chance to suck more than one cock at a time before they join – so we made a game of it. Hell, I loved my initiation – all those horny guys fucking my mouth and pumping their hot cum down my throat. I was sad when it was over – it’s hard to find a guy who cums like that without the preparation we give them.” Amy looked almost dreamy as she spoke.

“We’re here,” she told Laura, stopping, “you’re still up for this, right?”

“Hell yeah!” Laura grinned, “This is better than I thought, you guys have quite a setup here, I just thought you had a bit of a kinky initiation rite.”

Amy laughed, “Good, I knew it when I sponsored you. I was just afraid you’d get scared off by the shock of it.”

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Dramatis Personae:
Othello, the Moor of Venice
Iago, his ancient
Roderigo, confidant of Iago
Cassio, Othello’s second in command
Desdemona, Othello’s wife
Emilia, Iago’s wife
Brabantio, father of Desdemona
Two Venetian studs

Act 1 scene 1 venice a street

Enter RODERIGO and IAGO

RODERIGO
Bullshit! Don’t tell me; I take it as an insult
That you, Iago, who hast had my balls
As if the sack were thine, shouldst know of this.

IAGO
Ah crap! but you will not hear me:
If ever I did dream of such a matter, Abhor me.
You think I’m fucking queer eh? Roddy?

RODERIGO
Thou told’st me thou didst hold him in thy hate.

IAGO
Despise me, if I do not.
You know what he fuckin’ told me?
‘I have already chose my officer.’
And what was he?
For crying out loud, a great arithmetician,
One Michael Cassio, a Florentine,
A fellow almost damn’d in a horny wife already;
That never set a squadron in the field,
Nor the division of a battle knows
Is all his soldiership. But he, sir, had the election:
And I, of whom his eyes had seen the proof
At Rhodes, at Cyprus and on other grounds
Christian and heathen, must be believed and calmed
He, in good time, must his lieutenant be,
And I–God bless the mark!–his Moorship’s ancient.

RODERIGO
But aren’t you pissed?
I would be,if some cunt gets to bed,
With Othello’s nymph of a wife.

IAGO
Of course I’m pissed off.
It’s more than that, I love the bitch.
But wise actions on my part,
Will overcome foolish deeds on His.
Call up her father,
Rouse him: make after him, poison his delight,
Proclaim him in the streets; incense her kinsmen,
And, though he in a fertile climate dwell,
Plague him with flies: though that his joy be joy,
Yet throw such changes of vexation on’t,
As it may lose some colour.

RODERIGO
Here is her father’s house; I’ll call aloud.

IAGO
Do it with a nervous accent and ridiculous yell
As when, by night and negligence, the fire
Is spied in populous cities.

RODERIGO
Oi! ya cunt wake up!
LALALALA
COCK-A-DOODLE-DO
LADY IN RED SHE’S DANCING WITH ME
CHEEK TO CHEEK
LALALALA
LALA

BRABANTIO appears above, at a window

BRABANTIO
Fuck off you drunken bastards.

RODERIGO
Signior, is all your family within?

RODERIGO
What’s it to you,
You short arse cunt?

IAGO
Christ, sir, you’re robb’d; for shame, put on your gown;
Your heart is burst, you have lost half your soul;
Even now, now, very now, an old black ram
Is topping your white ewe. Arise, arise;
Awake the snorting citizens with the bell,
Or else the devil will make a grandad of you:
Arise, I say.

BRABANTIO
What the fuck have you been smoking?

RODERIGO
Most reverend signior, do you know my voice?

BRABANTIO
No, and I couldn’t give a shit.

RODERIGO
My name is Roderigo.

BRABANTIO
That’s great(!)
Now fuck off!

RODERIGO
Patience, good sir.

BRABANTIO
What tell’st thou me of robbing? This is Venice;
This isn’t Liverpool you fool.

RODERIGO
Most grave Brabantio,
In simple and pure soul I come to you.

IAGO
For fuck’s sake, sir, you are one of those that will not
serve God, if the devil bid you. Because we come to
do you service and you think we are ruffians, you’ll
have your daughter covered with a Barbary horse;
you’ll have your nephews şehitkamil escort neigh to you; you’ll have
coursers for cousins and gennets for germans.

BRABANTIO
What kinda cock-sucking wretch art thou?

IAGO
I am one, sir, that comes to tell you your daughter
and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs.

BRABANTIO
Thou art a villain.

IAGO
You are–a senator.

Exit above

IAGO
Farewell; for I must leave you:
Though I do hate him as I do period-pains.
Yet, for necessity of present life,
I must show out a flag and sign of love,
Which is indeed but sign. That you shall surely find him,
Lead to the whore-house the raised search;
And there will I be with him. So, tootle-oo.

Exit

Enter, below, BRABANTIO, and Servants with torches

BRABANTIO
It is too true an evil: gone she is;
And what’s to come of my despised time
Is nought but bitterness. Now, Roderigo,
Where didst thou see her? O unhappy girl!
With the Moor, say’st thou? Who would be a father!
How didst thou know ’twas she? O she deceives me
Past thought! What said she to you? Get more tapers:
Raise all my kindred. Are they married, think you?

RODERIGO
Truly, I think they are.

BRABANTIO
O heaven! How got she out? O treason of the blood!
Fathers, from hence trust not your daughters’ minds
By what you see them act. Is there not charms
By which the property of youth and virginity
May be abused? Have you not read, Roderigo,
Of some such thing?

RODERIGO
Yes, sir, I have indeed.

BRABANTIO
Call up my brother. O, would you had had her!
Some one way, some another. Do you know
Where we may apprehend her and the Moor?

RODERIGO
I think I can discover him, if you please,
To get good guard and go along with me.

BRABANTIO
Pray you, lead on. At every house I’ll call;
I may command at most. Get weapons, ho!
And raise some special officers of night.
On, good Roderigo: I’ll deserve your pains.

Exeunt

SCENE II. Another street.

Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and Attendants with torches

IAGO
Though in the trade of war I have slain men,
Yet do I hold it very stuff o’ the conscience
To fuck another man’s wife: I lack the balls
Pardon the expression but I couldn’t do it.

OTHELLO
‘Tis better as it is.

IAGO
Nay, but he bragged,
And spoke such scurvy and provoking terms
Against your honour
That, with the little godliness I have,
I did full hard forbear him. But, I pray you, sir,
Are you fast married? No troubles with your marriage?
Be assured of this,
That the magnifico is much beloved,
And hath in his effect a cock potential
As double as the duke’s: he will divorce you;
And bone your wife ‘til she knows not what is what.

OTHELLO
Like fuck he will. He’s her father!

IAGO
That matters little to him my lord.
For your wife is a fine piece of ass.

OTHELLO
Yeah, great rack too.

Enter CASSIO, and certain Officers with torches

OTHELLO
The servants of the duke, and my lieutenant.
The goodness of the night upon you, friends!
What is the news?

CASSIO
The duke does greet you, general,
And he requires your haste-post-haste appearance,
Even on the instant.

OTHELLO
What is the matter, think you?

CASSIO
Fuck knows, I believe the Senator wishes,
For his little toy back.

OTHELLO
‘Tis well I am found by you.
I will but spend a word here in the house,
And go with you.

Exit

CASSIO
Iago, what’s up with this?

IAGO
He’s married.

CASSIO
To who?

Re-enter OTHELLO

IAGO
Marry, to–Come, captain, will you go?

OTHELLO
Have with you.

CASSIO
Here comes another troop to seek for you.

IAGO
It is Brabantio. General, be advised;
He comes to bad intent.

Enter BRABANTIO, RODERIGO, şehzadeler escort and Officers with torches and weapons

OTHELLO
Aloha! stand there!

RODERIGO
Signior, it is the Moor.

BRABANTIO
Down with him, thief!

They whip out their cocks on both sides

IAGO
You, Roderigo! come, sir, I am for you.

OTHELLO
Keep up your little dicks, for the air will shrink them.
Good signior, you shall more command with years
Than with your weapons.

BRABANTIO
O thou foul thief, where hast thou stow’d my daughter?
Damn’d as thou art, thou hast enchanted her;
For I’ll refer me to all things of sense,
If she in chains of magic were not bound,
Whether a maid so tender, fair and happy,
Aside (And a demon in the sack),
So opposed to marriage that she shunned
The wealthy curled darlings of our nation,
Would ever have, to incur a general mock,
Run from her big dick daddy-o to the sooty bosom
Of such a thing as thou, to fear, not to delight.
Judge me the world, if ’tis not gross in sense
That thou hast practised on her with foul charms,
Abused her delicate youth with drugs or minerals
That weaken motion: I’ll have’t disputed on;
‘Tis probable and palpable to thinking.
I therefore apprehend and do attach thee
For an abuser of the world, a practiser
Of arts inhibited and out of warrant.
Lay hold upon him: if he do resist,
Butt-fuck him at his peril.

OTHELLO
Hold your hands,
Both you of my inclining, and the rest:
Were it my cue to fight, I should have known it
Without a prompter. Where will you that I go
To answer this your charge?

BRABANTIO
To prison, till fit time
Of law and course of direct session
Call thee to answer.

OTHELLO
What if I do obey?
How may the duke be therewith satisfied,
Whose messengers are here about my side,
Upon some present business of the state
To bring me to him?

First Officer
‘Tis true, most worthy signior;
The duke’s in council and your noble self,
I am sure, is sent for.

BRABANTIO
How! the duke in council!
In this time of the night! Bring him away:
Mine’s not an idle cause: the duke himself,
Or any of my brothers of the state,
Cannot but feel this wrong as ’twere their own;
For if such actions may have passage free,
Bond-slaves and pagans shall our statesmen be.

Exeunt

SCENE III. A council-chamber.

The DUKE and Senators sitting at a table; Officers attending

DUKE
Now now now.
What the fuck’s going on here then?

BRABANTIO
Humbly I thank your grace.
Here is the man, this Moor, whom now, it seems,
Your special mandate for the state-affairs
Hath hither brought.

DUKE OF VENICE
Senator we are very sorry for’t.

DUKE OF VENICE
[To OTHELLO] What, in your own part, can you say to this?

BRABANTIO
Nothing, but this is so.

OTHELLO
Most potent, grave, and reverend signiors,
My very noble and approved good masters,
That I have ta’en away this old man’s daughter,
And boned her with my big black cock,
It is most true; true, I have married her:
The very head and front of my offending
Hath this extent, no more.
Yet, by your gracious patience,
I will a round unvarnish’d tale deliver
Of my whole course of love; what drugs, what charms,
What sex toys and what mighty aphrodisiacs,
For such proceeding I am charged withal,
I won his daughter.

BRABANTIO
A maiden never bold;
Virginal and tame.
Aside Except with her father
Why this should be. I therefore vouch again
That with some mixtures powerful o’er the blood,
Or with some dram conjured to this effect,
He wrought upon her.
She would never fuck a big black man.
My little Dezi is better than that.

OTHELLO
Once you go black,
You never go back.

BRABANTIO
You filthy fucking knave.

OTHELLO
I am rubber you are selçuklu escort glue.
What you say. . .

DUKE
Enough of this nonsense.
Bring in the little minx.

Enter DESDEMONA, and Attendants

DUKE
Now Othello we will see,
Just how you won the love,
Of this fair maiden.

Trumpets. Flourish. Porno music is played

DUKE
We are going to have a gangbang.
The senators here will judge your performance,
On the basis on the others as well.

DESDEMONA’s clothes are ripped off and she is placed on a large pile of cushions.

DESDEMONA
Okay boys who’s first?

IAGO
I am.

IAGO drops his pantaloons and grabs DESDEMONA’S ass pulling it toward him. DESDEMONA gasps. IAGO rubs his prick up and down the length of her sweet shaved teen pussy. The head of his cock swells ever greater as DESDEMONA moans for more cock. OTHELLO takes his place at his wife’s head feeding inch after inch of his black meat into her hungry mouth. IAGO continues to play with her cunt pushing in slightly and then pulling out till soon her pussy is just dying for his dick, at this point IAGO slams his whole manhood home. The force of this pushes DESDEMONA back onto OTHELLO’S cock forcing her to deepthroat him. She cups his balls lightly as IAGO spins her round onto her knees so he can fuck her doggy-style. DESDEMONA pushes IAGO back onto the cushions all the time never loosing the seal around OTHELLO’s monstrous cock. She then proceeds to bounce on IAGO’s dick making his balls slap up against her ass and his dick to bottom out and hit home. The pressure on his dick and on his balls is too much for him and he pumps what felt like gallons of thick cum up into DESDEMONA’s waiting womb. IAGO pulls his wet cock from her pussy letting it fall to his leg and crawled off a little humiliated that OTHELLO was still going. As the cum begins to seep from her oozing cunt DESDEMONA gets up onto her feet and lets go of OTHELLO’s throbbing wet bronzed throat charmer.

OTHELLO lies on his back and DESDEMONA dutifully sits on his dick, even though she was dripping wet with her own juices and the jizz of IAGO she still has a hard time taking in OTHELLO’s colossal length. She moans as the black shaft of the Moor stretches the walls of cunt. Meanwhile, to support herself as she lowers herself onto his cock she grabs hold of two new cocks. Her small hands can barely wrap round the girths of these new Venetian studs but she continues to jack-off the new contenders with her sweaty hands, greased with her own love juices. For one of the two men this is all too much and he shoots his load onto DESDEMONA’s perky tits and her petite body. The splatter of cum makes it’s slow journey down her chest. Now with only two cocks to handle Desdemona takes the new cock into her hot little mouth, turning her head slightly to witness the amazing sight of the last of OTHELLO’s gargantuan cock slipping snugly into her tight wet pussy. The Venetian stud moans loudly and pulls DESDEMONA’s head down onto his shaft. DESDEMONA sucks up and down his dick with a tremendous force making it unbearable for him to hold on, all the time she does she is still grinding her cunt onto OTHELLO’s manhood, all those looking on are amazed at the virility of the Moorish General. With one last suck of the Venetian’s bulbous head and a squeeze of his balls he shoots his wad into DESDEMONA’s smiling mouth. As he attempts to pull away she bites lightly on his cock telling him that she isn’t finished. He lets go of her head and endures the almost painful experience of DESDEMONA’s extraordinary sucking power as she gulps down each drop of his jizz and even sucks the shaft clean. DESDEMONA then pushes the Venetian away and with a smile instructs her husband.

DESDEMONA
Now baby, now.
Oh fuck yes now.

With these words OTHELLO lets loose a tremendous pressure from his cock. The force of the ejaculation is so powerful it causes DESDEMONA to slide seven inches up his pole and slide down again. She collapses on his cock, exhausted and happy.

OTHELLO
That is how I won her love.

DUKE
Well, I think that would win my daughter too.

BRABANTIO
Look to her, Moor, if thou hast eyes to see:
She has deceived her father, and may thee.
But fare thee well, Moor.
And fare thee well damn strumpet.

Exeunt

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