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A month, A whole month on a Greek island with nothing to do but lounge around, either in this very sumptuous, and expensive hotel, or on its extremely private beach, sloping gently down to the calm sea fifty yards away, there was a jetty with half a dozen motorboats moored alongside.

One person lay on one of the dozen beach loungers, each with its own wicker storage basket, small table, and adjustable sunshade.

I had earned this. I had spent two years in the wastes of Alaska, and had; along with a hundred other guys, completed the pipeline and associated control station. It had been extremely hard work, but also extremely well paid and now I was going to get warm again.

I wandered down to the sea and waded in, then I swam rapidly out to a tethered raft and climbed aboard. I climbed the short ladder to the diving platform and dived in. Marvellous, I had not realised just how much I had missed the sea. I swam around a for a while then climbed back onto the raft and the diving platform

For another dive and then headed back to the beach to try a lounger for comfort.

My swim back to shore had brought me to within a few yards of the person already occupying a lounger, and as I passed by her, she spoke.

“That was impressive, your speed I mean, and you swim well.”

“Oh; hello and thank you for the appraisal. I was brought up by the sea.”

I quickly decided that the lounger close by the one she occupied was the one I wanted.

“I was about to visit the bar to order a cool drink, may I offer you something?”

“Thank you, but I have a cooler in the basket, and Alexis comes occasionally to see if I require anything, but please, if you wish to chat, I would be grateful for the company, being alone on a beach can become a touch boring.”

I hurried to the bar and was happy to see that the bartender had a name tag on his breast pocket identifying him as Alexis. Back at the lounger I introduced myself as John and ‘she’ became Freida.

Freida is Danish, she looked to be in her early thirties, with a well-built and bronzed Bikini clad body. No fat, long legs, and large firm breasts. I knew that if I was around when she stood up, I would be able to pole-vault back to my room. As it was, I was having difficulty sitting, Thankfully I was wearing swimming shorts and not trunks.

My difficulty had been caused when Freida turned towards me to reach into her basket for the cool box, thus presenting me with a close view of the top half of two perfect breasts inadequately covered by her flimsy bikini top.

I remarked about the absence of guest in such a prestigious establishment, and Freida explained that there had been around fifteen here until yesterday, the last two had left this morning. She then told me that a wedding party of twenty would be arriving tomorrow. There goes the peace and quiet that I had expected.

In response to my queries, I discovered that Freida was less than willing to talk about her work. Getting blood from a stone would be easier because, although said with a smile, her answers were short and succinct.

“I am a government employee, The Danish Government, In Copenhagen. Office work.”

Then it was my turn.

“I am so pale because I have just spent two years in northern Alaska, and I never want to see another ice floe. I’m a freelance specialist welder, specialist because I deal with new and special materials, often in hazardous environments.” We talked and probed for information about our respective likes and dislikes until suddenly the morning had gone and it was lunch time.

We dined together, and that lunch was the most enjoyable meal I had eaten in two years. We had increased our knowledge about each other and found that we could agree on some things and disagree on others without arguing, and that we had a similar sense of humour because we laughed a great deal.

The time flew past but sadly Freida said that she had to leave me as there was something that she needed to do on her laptop, but when I asked her if I would see her at dinner she laughed and pointed out that we would be the only diners.

Afterwards I strolled around the hotel and its grounds. I found the Spa, tennis courts, swimming pool and mini golf course and learnt that I could have instruction on driving a motorboat and then take one whenever I wished.

I have pictures of my various mariner’s certificates on my phone, and after showing them to the boat-master I was allowed to take one out, drive around the bay and return to demonstrate my ability to safely come alongside the jetty and tie up.

On entering the bar, I found Freida on the veranda drinking something long with ice cubes, she looked annoyed.

“The work that I needed to send this afternoon is now not required, so when I arrived, I wasted a whole day of my holiday, putting together a file that no one wants. I was furious and said so. Returning to my office will be a stormy affair because I had left instructions that I should be kept informed Porno of any significant changes to the current agenda.”

Well now I thought, Freida does more than just work in an office, I think it is probably the case that in fact, she has an office staff.

“John, If I had known that you could drive a motorboat, I would have begged you to take me for a little trip.”

It was heartening to learn that I had made a sufficiently good impression on her, that she was willing to spend more time with me and trust me in a small boat on a large sea.

“It will be my pleasure to do that, but just now I was demonstrating that I had no need of tuition. If you are keen to have a trip, we could take packed lunches tomorrow and have a run around the island. The boat-master said that the boats are topped up each morning and there are a few lovely coves which are only accessible by boat.”

We spent time lounging on the beach with an occasional dip in the sea, which revealed the fact that her Bikini was for decorative purposes only. I did my utmost not to stare, but that was in vain, and Freida laughed at my discomfort, telling me that no woman would wear what she wore if she minded men looking at her.

Dinner was typical Greek cuisine and delicious, and the wine waiter had chosen well. I have no knowledge of wines and have no problem saying so, he was happy to show that he did, and by the end of the evening so were we. We had moved to the lounge bar to continue talking and discovering just how compatible we were, over more wine.

We went up to our respective rooms together, but as Freida inserted her card key in the lock, she leant and kissed my cheek and thanked me for a wonderful evening. I told her that I enjoyed the evening and the kiss; and floated on to my room and had a cold shower.

I spoke with reception before breakfast and they were pleased to provide picnic baskets for our lunch, as that meant they had no one to cater for until dinner.

Freida had dressed in a thin loose top to keep cool, which had the opposite effect on me, the fact that she wore very short shorts did nothing to help, but she had sensibly chosen to wear a cap instead of a floppy hat.

The boat master was on the jetty and as we boarded, he told me that he had put two blankets in the boat as he felt certain that we would wish to Sunbathe and swim in one of the coves. He was smiling as he said: “I believe that you will be grateful sir.”

We enjoyed the views and the breeze, the views I enjoyed included Freida when she did some steering. I took over as we came across a series of coves. The first was narrow and stark, the second was merely a dent in the otherwise solid rock face, but number three had a narrow entrance and then opened out into a deep, half-bowl-shaped cove, with a beach, and wonderfully clear water.

Someone had fixed a metal ring into a rock at one end of the beach, so once we had thrown our footwear onto the beach, we climbed out into a foot of warm clear water and taken our picnics and blankets onto the sand; I tied the boat to it.

We spread the blankets and as I lowered myself onto one, Freida took her top off to reveal her bikini top; her shorts followed to display the other half of the ensemble

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I had removed my T-shirt and was about to sit, when Freida removed her bikini top. It had been little more than decoration anyway because it certainly did not support anything, but the effect on me was immediate. She swiftly removed her Bikini bottom and sprinted into the sea.

Problem, I was wearing swimming shorts only. I had not been near any female who was not covered in furs and sealskin for two years, had never been anywhere close to any female with statistics like Freida’s, and to then have that happen, and then in the nude, was more than my libido could cope with.

I had an erection which hurt, and she was yelling that I should drop them and come on in. I shouted that I was coming and as she dived under the water I sprinted into the sea, still wearing my shorts.

The problem had not gone away, neither had Freida. The water was crystal clear, and she came up from the seabed, which was some ten feet below my feet. As she surfaced in front of me, she grabbed my shorts telling me not to be so shy and sank, dragging them down with her.

That was when she saw my problem. Freida surfaced, said: “come on”, and swam to the beach. That’s it I thought; I have ruined any possibility of beginning a relationship with her.

I stepped onto the beach and into a whirlwind. Freida hugged me, soft flesh pressing against my chest. She kissed me and said:

“The Sun has always heightened my sexual urges and when I am on holiday, I do rather relax my guard a little, but I have never met anyone of either sex who has even slightly stirred me, then you arrived. After we had lunch together, I was hooked. I fought it, well, I struggled a bit, but this morning I knew I was going to have you before I went home.

I Altyazılı Porno had no idea how it would happen or that you were so readily available. Would you please just dispense with the foreplay, lay me down and put that somewhere useful.”

Like a starving man finding a ready cooked meal I inspected nothing; I went to the feast, and I gorged, so I have no idea what any of the delights between her thighs looked like. We were on a blanket with me between her thighs in seconds, and she seized my erection and fed it to her suction pump of a vagina.

“Go slowly John, it is ages since I had a man in there.”

She was so very tight, but her body had provided her sex tube with sufficient lubrication for me to enter her without hurting her, and I confess to being overjoyed at bringing her to an enormous, noisy, climax.

It took about twenty minutes to achieve that, and the timing was perfect because I had to swiftly remove myself from her body to allow my own release, which unfortunately coated her thighs.

Freida recovered her composure and suggested a swim to clean us up, and then have lunch. That was when I found something I had not expected to find. In a picnic basket was a small bottle with the label of a well-known baby oil.

I showed it to Freida which brought the response I was hoping for, with a rider.

“After lunch; but first I want the foreplay that I passed on.”

I spent some time making up for what I had missed with my starving man behaviour, and from a very close range admired her completely smooth and hairless vulva and pudenda.

I kissed, stroked, and licked the various component parts of her sexual equipment and erogenous zones. The tight slit between her labial lips parted slightly as my tongue pressed against them and her inner lips were no defence against an intrusive finger.

Freida begged me to stop tormenting her. I could not understand how what I was doing could be described as torment. I was admiring her body: which she had already told me, pleases women. I relented and my reward was Freida in a highly frustrated and passionate mood,

The sex was fantastic. She was tireless and keen to show me what she knew and was not averse to experimenting, so I was glad to have the bottle. We also indulged in a great deal of mutual oral and so two satiated happy and tired guests arrived back at the jetty.

I kept the bottle and as there was no one around I took the baskets back to reception while Freida went straight to her room. I went up to get a fifty Euro note, put a ‘thank you’ note with a smiley face into an envelope and went to reception to ask for the boat master’s name.

I learnt that the receptionist’s name was Elaina, and that she was his daughter, his name was Giorgio, and he was the hotel site maintenance engineer.

Freida was wearing nothing under her bathrobe. I took my time taking her and discovering exactly how sensitive her nipples were, and what the effect of various actions would be, when carried out in conjunction with other actions in another part of her body. She was still wearing nothing when I left to shower and dress for dinner.

It is a sign of a good hotel that the housekeeping staff do not indicate in any way that they have noted that two guests are now using only one bed. Mine was unoccupied that night, although Freida did not sleep in her bed until the early hours of the morning. I did use my own room to shower and dress and went to meet Freida for breakfast.

Over our breakfast Freida asked me if I had plans for the day ahead because the wedding party would be arriving shortly, and having twenty new guests arriving, in a party mood, would spoil the peace we had been having.

“I can have the hotel ferry take us to the mainland and then hire a car to go sightseeing.”

Freida pouted and whispered that she would much rather that I took her somewhere secluded so that she could practice her seduction skills. Or if that fails, she said, we could indulge in carnal pleasures.

Ah, plain speaking, I love it when one can have a conversation without having to wrap up or unwrap, what is being or has been said.

It was interesting to find two packed picnic baskets and a bag with two blankets waiting at reception. I know I had a puzzled look and Elaine smiled and told me that last night, her dad had bet that we would go out again today and not just because of the new arrivals, so it was no surprise to them when, immediately before breakfast, Freida had telephoned to ask for two picnic baskets to be prepared.

On arriving at the jetty Giorgio was waiting alongside a motorboat and holding a freezer bag with a bottle of wine inside.

“This is a small thank you from the kitchen staff for yesterday’s free time and from me for your note. I think that as you are repeating your journey, you must have enjoyed yourselves.”

What can I say? We made a beeline to the cove, stripped, swam, examined the sexual equipment of each other and fucked; Brazzers repeated the last two activities and then wined and dined. It had become apparent that when Freida has wined and dined all she wants for afters is sex, and she got it.

I promise, as Freida toyed with my cock during a short rest period, she asked me if I had ever had anal sex.

I had not, and said so, wondering what was coming. She said that neither had she but now she was in the mood to try it with me.

Freida said that she has occasional sapphic liaisons with a friend from her school days who occasionally plays both ways. Her friend had admitted that she had tried it and found that she liked it and asked for it to be done again.

She had tried to start the process with Freida saying that it was so good she would want them to do it together once she was used to it. That was not going to happen with Freida.

There was now a change in the air.

“It would be great if we can learn together.”

“Freida, did she tell you about the precautions you should take? We will have to wait until I can buy some condoms, that is certain.”

She looked disappointed until I said that although I had never done it, I had read and seen enough porn to know how to begin. Getting her used to having her rectum entered would be fun for me and I was only too willing to do it, because the thought was already turning me on and if it had an effect like that on her then she was going to enjoy it.

She was all for it; so, taking the little bottle of oil which to me had been a greater gift from Giorgio than the wine had been I placed her on her back with her thighs well apart and straddled her in the 69 position. Freida lifted her legs so that I could wedge my elbows behind her knees thus giving me a view of her fantastic sexual equipment.

I licked sucked and nibbled her labia until her vagina entrance was open. I could see the moisture beginning to form droplets at the entrance to paradise as Freida begged me to fuck her, but she had asked for something else, so I ignored her plea to take her, and just lapped inside her tunnel.

Lifting my aim, I kissed her puckered rear door and Freida Jerked. At that moment my cock was deep inside her mouth, and I felt her teeth closing, but thankfully they stopped, and I lifted my pride and her joy out of harm’s way.

I kissed her sphincter again, but for just a little longer, then once more, this time pushing my tongue against it. It opened slightly and I pushed my tongue hard against her back door and it widened further.

“Ooh, that was nice, do that again.”

I did. My tongue pressing harder and licking a little way inside her.

“Ooh, yes, that is so good.”

Unscrewing the cap from the bottle, I drizzled a little oil onto her sphincter and before it could run down the cleft of her bottom, I pressed a forefinger against it. Her sphincter opened further, and I was in.

She arched her back and grunted softly but did not complain. I removed my finger fastened the bottle and then reapplied my finger, but now I went back to eating her sex as well.

I worked my oily finger a little deeper until it pressed against her inner sphincter, then I began a small circular movement, and her rectum began to widen, just a little, but it meant I could get two fingers inside her.

Now the in and out movement could begin again until I was finger fucking her rectum and reaching ever deeper inside her.

I had read that the rectum has far more nerve endings than a vagina which goes a long way towards explaining why woman can experience stronger orgasmic events through anal intercourse, and if you can manage to sensitise her vaginal wall and her clitoris at the same time, she will beg for repeat performances.

Now for something else I had read about but never seen, I stopped my facial assault on her sex, inserted the thumb of the hand invading her rectum, into her vagina and pinched the thin membrane between her rectum and her vagina and gently rubbed.

Freida climaxed. No warning at all, her body came off the blanket, lifting me with it, she shrieked, wet both herself and me and the blanket, and then collapsed.

I moved to lay beside her and was rewarded with a soft shaking body being pressed against me.

I could not help, I rolled her onto her back, slid between her magnificent legs, fed ten inches of rigid cock into her and then held her tightly until she began responding.

When I say responding I am guilty of understatement. The fucking became frantic, and I had to give in and pull out as a stream of cum spurted up onto her stomach.

We washed ourselves in the sea, I tidied up and washed one blanket in seawater so that I could say it had dropped in accidentally, although I doubt Giorgio or Elaina would believe that for a moment.

On the trip back to the hotel Freida cuddled against me and told me that we had to have a serious talk about us, and soon.

It became obvious that soon was now.

“I have finally found someone I miss the moment he’s out of view. The sex is fantastic and that is important but I’m talking about you, the person. We converse, laugh, even disagree on things. Even in the short time that I have known you I have come to trust you.

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Larry and Tina wanted to add more flavor to our gatherings and find another female to join us. Since we stay in touch, we passed around a few ideas on how and where we could meet someone.

While Tina was looking for another female, I made a few visits to the Adult Emporia video store. As usual not many interesting people showed up. One Sunday morning around 10 am I stopped there since I was going to a specialty meat store, and saw and interesting pair of guys.

They were both looking for someone who would suck their cocks and when I saw the size of their cocks, I was the guy they were looking for.

Jerry and Fred were nicely dressed, clean cut looking guys and both had very large shaved cocks and shaved balls. After minor introductions, I learned they were brothers.

I took Jerry’s cock in my mouth and slowly worked it down until I was able to get most all of it down my throat. It was the largest cock I ever got that far down my throat. Jerry’s cock and balls were really soft so slid his cock out of my mouth and licked down until I could lightly suck on his balls while masturbating his cock, then go back to deep throating his cock. After a few minutes of sucking Jerry’s cock, I took Fred’s cock down my throat a little at a time and caressed his balls. I alternated sucking their cocks and balls and even tried to fit both in my mouth at one time to no avail.

A while went by and another guy came in and started sucking on Fred’s cock. It was cool to watch as I was sucking on Jerry’s cock right next to them.

It wasn’t long and Jerry grabbed the back of my head lightly and said, “I am about to cum, do you want it down your throat?”

I kept pushing his cock as far down as I could take it.

Jerry fucked my throat and I felt his cock harden and then felt his cum shooting down my throat. I was lucky and had been able to take a good breath before he unloaded and let it just shoot down my throat.

Fred, knowing his brother just orgasmed, followed suit and shot his load down the other guy’s throat.

They thanked us and left.

“Damn, that’s the first time I ever sucked a guy off to completion like that,” he told me.

“Yeah, I like the feel of a guy’s cock shooting loads,” I told him.

“Can I suck your cock?” he asked.

“Sure.” I replied.

He was really good at sucking a cock. Some guys just suck a cock by moving it in and out their mouths and you barely feel it. Some guys know how to make a cock feel like it’s being sucked properly and use their tongue to massage the head of your cock while sucking it. He fell into the latter category.

My cock felt great moving in and out of his sucking mouth and just into his throat. I could feel his throat constrict when the head of my cock went in and it wasn’t long before I had the urge to orgasm.

“I am about to cum,” I told him.

With that, he throated my cock until I erupted down his throat.

I returned the favor and left to do my shopping.

Later that day, I talked to Larry and found out that Tina posted an ad on Match and had some interesting replies. As usual, she had the rift-raft that thought they were being cute or wanted crazy stuff, and she weeded them out quickly.

Tina had trimmed the list down to three possibilities and invited each one to meet with us at an agreed-on location. We put safety measures in place just in case of wackos.

The first person we met was Louise, she was a real looker. She was 5’7″, about 140#, and had a body she kept well-toned.

We met at a local restaurant that had a lounge away from the eating area that was fairly spacious.

Tina made the introductions, “This is Larry and Mike and I am Tina, we are bisexual and love the company of each other. We are looking for a female that can fit in and join the fun. The only rule we have is to respect what the other person likes or don’t like. We are not into heavy pain, drugs or Porno bickering. We meet to have an enjoyable evening of sex.”

Louise thought for a little while and said, ” I am really more into female-to-female sex, so maybe this is not for me. I do have a friend who you might be interested in. She is the CEO for a large firm in town and discretion is going to be her big request.”

Tina replied back, “Give her my name and phone number and have her call me if she is interested. Thank you for meeting with us.”

The second possibility, Janis, was another nice-looking lady that dressed to kill. She was 5.2″, around 115 pounds, light blonde hair, green eyes, very shapely legs, perky breasts, and a beautiful heart shaped ass.

Tina went over the same introduction and let the chat flow from there.

“I like what you are doing,” Janis said, “I love to have sex with both men and ladies. The problem now days is finding people you can trust to be clean and safe.”

“This is why we are meeting with potential sex partners. I had at least 20 wackos answer my ad.” Tina said.

“I do have a condition if you agree to have me join your parties,” Janis told her. “My boyfriend will only let me join if he can.”

“Actually, we are just looking for a single lady right now. I will let you know our decision in the next few days. We are not in a hurry and plan to have multiple outings with the person we choose before we invite them into our home and bedroom.”

The third person to interview Jeri, she was a tall, skinny lady who had multicolored hair and looked unkept. Tina was polite and told her we already had someone in mind but wanted to meet her. We did have a nice lunch with her.

After Jeri left, Tina said, “She looks nothing like the photo she sent.”

A few days passed and Tina’s phone rang, “Hello,”

“Hello, my name is Clair, Louise gave me your name and phone number and told me what your interests are. I would like to meet you and see if we can make it happen.”

“We would be glad to meet, to save trouble let me tell you what we are looking for.”

Tina explained the type of person they are looking for and Clair said it was perfect for her, so they agreed to meet.

Tina called me and said we were all going to meet at the Capitol Club Thursday evening and meet with Clair. She explained who Clair was.

Thursday evening came and the three of us met with Clair and had dinner and a few drinks.

Clair was 5’8″, 135#, short dark brown hair, striking blue eyes, and was well proportioned. She had very large firm breasts and a very nice saddle shaped ass. She looked like a Tigress.

Tina made the introductions and we sat around for a few hours just getting to know each other having dinner and a few drinks. We all felt comfortable together and had a few good laughs. It clicked.

We agreed to meet again Saturday evening back at the Bayside Hilton for drinks and a light dinner.

Tina did get back in touch with Janis and they talked more about meeting. She told Larry and Mike that Janis’ boyfriend had to be there and that he would even be interested in joining, so she arranged a meeting with them.

Saturday evening arrived and we showed up at the Bayside Hilton together. Larry and I wore casual slacks and light shirts and Tina, wearing a very short sexy red dress that barely covered anything, looked radiant. Clair had just walked in and was wearing a colorful wraparound dress that showed as much as she wanted it to. Clair and Tina had heads turning with their looks. We made our greetings headed to the lounge for light snacks and a drink.

Clair and Tina were getting along very well and had even kissed a few times. It was definitely getting warmer inside the lounge.

“I thought tonight was going to get adventurous so I took the liberty and got us a suite for tonight. Is it okay if we go there and further explore Altyazılı Porno all the possibilities?” Clair asked.

No one said anything and got up from the table and laughed because it was done almost in unison.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” she laughed.

When we got into the suite and undressed, Clair became the tigress she looked like. She immediately started kissing Tina and held Larry’s’ cock in one hand and mine in the other. She wanted to be fucked from behind by Larry first while sucking my cock. Larry had her kneel down then pushed his large cock in her pussy and started fucking her, when I pushed my cock in her mouth, she had an instant orgasm. During her orgasm she swallowed my cock and tried to put my balls in her mouth at the same time. Tina got behind me pushed me down a little and started tonguing my ass while Clair was sucking me as deep as she could. I never felt so great during sex.

I pulled out of Clair’s mouth to avoid Cumming so soon and soon had Tina bend over in front of me so I could tongue her pussy and ass then started fucking her hot, dripping pussy when my cock settled down. We had an explosive four-some going on.

Finally, Clair moved over to Tina and they just started a slow seductive dance with each other, kissing and letting their hands softly explore each other. They laid down in the bed and Larry and I sat back and enjoyed watching them taste each other’s bodies and make passionate love to each other.

I got down in front of Larry and sucked his cock to completion and he returned the favor to me while the ladies were enjoying each other.

We woke up the next morning and Larry fucked Tina while I fucked Clair, then we had breakfast and parted ways. We all agreed this would not be an only fling.

Wednesday evening Tina and Larry met with Janis and her boyfriend. She was interesting to say the least, but her boyfriend was a very dominant type of guy. He was the type that needed control over everything. It became a little annoying but Tina and Larry stayed calm. They did enjoy a light dinner and had good conversations about expectations, but in the end, Tina explained that they were not looking for another couple at this time.

As they left, Janis came back to Tina and apologized for her boyfriend’s behavior. Janis was very much interested but Tina told her the boyfriend was not the type person they wanted. Tina said she was scared his dominance would lead to problems. Janis understood.

Mike and Larry came up with the idea of having a foursome at the Adult Emporia if the ladies would agree to it. Tina was all game and she sent a message to Clair to se if she would be interested. Clair was extremely interested but due to her position at work and in the community was reluctant to do participate. Larry solved that problem when he said Mardi Gras was only 8 days away and they could wear masquerade masks. Game on.

Mardi Gras weekend arrived and the four of them showed up at the adult emporia at 8pm. They all wore Toga’s and masquerade masks so it would be easy to undress and put on a show anonymously. There were 8 guys inside the video room that gave them wondering looks as they walked into the video room.

Mike grabbed the two benches and put them in the middle of the room, asked if anyone of the guys would video the event.

“I do videos on You Tube,” one guy said and Mike gave him his phone to shoot the video, and the show started.

All four dropped their Toga’s and the ladies dropped to their knees and started sucking Larry and Mike’s cocks. All eight guys surrounded them in the video room to watch the show.

Mike laid Clair down on the bench and started fucking her while Tina straddled her face so Clair could lick and suck on her pussy. Larry moved in behind Mike and using a bottle of lubrication, started fucking Mike in the ass. By now the crowd had grown to 10 people Brazzers in the room; one was the owner.

The four alternated with each other until both men finally had their orgasms.

Every guy in there had jacked off and most all had shot their loads.

When they finished, the owner took Mike’s phone the show was recorded on, connected it to the TV and played back the show. It was really hot. The guy taking the video was very good and even did panoramic shots to show men masturbating and shooting their loads.

The ladies put on one more show for the guys to watch. Clair and Tina made passionate sex for a good 15 minutes with pussy juice flowing all over each other.

It was a night to remember and one they all agreed would happen again. The exhibition had been a major turn on for them all.

2 weeks went by and Tina received a call from Janis. She had dumped her boyfriend and wanted to know if she could still join in with the group. Tina accepted her immediately and after conferring with Clair, invited her to a dinner and a party at the Hilton Hotel. Girls’ night only since Larry would be out of town and Mike was visiting his mother.

The three ladies met and after a drink and light dinner went upstairs for a night of female sex.

They took turns undressing each other and exploring each other’s bodies before they climbed in bed and had sex with each other.

Janis, although short, had a very beautiful body. Her skin was amazingly soft and her pussy was like touching fire. It was hot and wet.

Tina could not believe how good a pussy could taste and Clair agreed. Janis was in heaven having two ladies treat her body like a goddess.

“Do you have a strap-on?” Janis asked. “I would love to have one of you fuck me.”

“I have two,” Clair said, then turned to Tina. “I bought them as a surprise for our next meeting, but now is a good time to try them out.”

“I agree,” Tina concurred.

Clair put on one of the dildo’s and after licking Janis’s pussy wet, moved up her body until she was fucking Janis. Tina had never seen anything like that for real and was turned on like she had never been before. She fingered her pussy and rubbed her clit in pure heat watching Clair fuck Janis.

“Oh my god, that is so hot!” Tina exclaimed. “Please fuck me like that.”

Clair moved off of Janis and had Tina get on top of her and ride the dido. Tina kept having orgasm after orgasm while being fucked and just kept kissing Clair.

Janis, strapped on the other dildo and moved in behind Tina, lubricated Tina’s ass and the dildo then started rubbing Tina’s anal button with it.

“Oh, hell yeah!” Tina cried out loud. “Fuck my ass please.”

Clair stopped moving and was about to pull out and Tina stopped her. Tina then moved her ass in position to be double fucked by the two ladies, and Janis slowly pushed inside her ass until the dildo was all the way inside. Clair started moving in concert with Janis.

“Oh FUUCCKK,” Tina screamed. “Don’t stop!”

Tina’s body started shuddering and the release of her orgasms just about made her pass out.

Clair, watching Tina’s face, saw the white of her eyes as they rolled back and Tina’s mouth was gapping open.

“You, okay?” Clair asked.

“Oh god yes. This is so awesome.”

Tina cried out to stop as her pussy and ass were worked over like they had never been, got off Clair and laid on the bed satisfied as possible. Her body was on fire with lust.

She watched Clair fuck Janis again, then watched as Janis fucked Clair.

It had been a long session of the hottest sex Tina could imagine and ended with all three in the shower hugging and kissing.

Mike, Larry, Tina, Clair and Janis made another trip to the Adult Emporia wearing the same Toga’s and mask. The owner videoed the event for them and replayed it for everyone to see.

This became a ritual every two months and the owner even enlarged the area and had a special bench put in just for sex shows. He thanked them as his business picked up because word got out about how the video room became a stage for sex acts and people wanted to perform in front of others.

Life is good.

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For the next year I was living in state of constant dream, I kept returning to the summer I met her and the only thing I was thinking about was her, everything about her, her smile, her clothing, her fragrance… I remember almost nothing of that year – everything flew by so fast. When our annual visit to the cottage was closer and closer and these stupid thoughts were crawling into my head, “Will she be there? Will she remember me?” these thoughts were with me for many weeks, up until we departed and arrived.

I did not bother with unpacking my stuff when we arrived, just put everything into my room and bolted outside to find her. Summer was just at its beginning and all I could smell was freshly cut grass from nearby garden of local villager. I must have looked ridiculous, almost running across village in my black pants and loose white shirt. Upon finding the right house my investigation began. I could see that someone was keeping the grass cut, the flowerbeds were watered and stepping stones were not overgrown, but I did not see her or anyone else. I stayed there for a while, probably looking like a major stalker when I realized that the noise I’ve been hearing was not from some neighbors garden but from hers! After I carefully looked around me and checked that on one was around I opened the front gate and entered the perimeter. I came a bit sneakily around the house to the back garden. She was there. “Hello!” I exclaimed and startled her a bit, she turned at me with some horror in her eyes but laughed when saw me. She was just working on her garden, sporting a bit longer summer dress with blue, orange/pink and greed flower motifs, wide sun hat, wielding small gardening scoop with working gloves on her hands.

“Nice to see you again after…” was what she was trying to say as I hugged her, making her unable to talk. When I loosened my hug and let go of her, she took a good look at me “You look great” and hugged me whispering “I am so happy to see you again. Since the day you left I’ve been thinking about you, every day.” That made me almost cry with happiness.

“It’s been same with me, I’ve been thinking about you the whole year.” That hug lasted what seemed as eternity, I could smell her light escort bayan perfume and hear her hearth beat.

“Hey, you wanna go inside and have a drink? I’m finished here.”

“Sure, I… yeah, lets go.” I answered still a bit dizzy from seeing her again, she laughed a bit and took my hand, leading me inside. The cottage was old, walls were thick and so the heat was mostly staying outside, leaving inside bit cold. She removed her sun hat and I noticed that her hair was cut now, still blonde, but shorted, basically a bit messy bob, I loved that. She was just pouring us a water “love your new hair” I said “it looks so…” I couldn’t find the right word.

“So shorter?” she answered with mischievous smile.

“No! well… yes, but beautiful!” was all I could answer that second. She just smiled at me, seating at the table, we talked and talked, about the whole past year, what happened, what were we doing, what we are going to do while we stay here.

It was later that day when it was time to go back to my family’s cottage so my parents aren’t worried. As I was leaving she told me “I’ve got and idea and you will love it!,” that tone in her voice made me a bit worried, “what about you live here with me? I’ll go with you and personally ask your parents!”

I knew why I was worried, that was exactly what I feared, of course my parents were supporting me and loved me, but I knew it would be embarrassing. After short negotiation, that went like: “show up at least once a while just so we know you are ok and come home before end of the summer, or call us and we’ll come for you.” I took all my stuff and we were on our way to the dream, well this all felt like a dream. We spent some time at my family’s cottage and when we arrived at her cottage it was already dark.

“I’m tired, let’s have a shower and go to bed, you’ll help me with the garden tomorrow okay?” Before I could answer she vanished in bathroom, so I took my bags, unpacked them and waited for her.

She came in in a night gown with subtle lace edges and signaled that the bathroom is free now. I took my personal hygiene stuff and took a quick shower, brushed my teeth and got into my pajamas, that were compared to her görükle escort night gown, silly “well what can I do?” I thought to myself and went to the bedroom. When I entered she was already in the bed. Her mouth shaped into cheeky smile “yes?” I asked,

“Oh, oh nothing at all,” she giggled and invited me into the bed.

As I laid down she reached to my face, “you are so beautiful” and kissed me, this time I knew what I want to do. I felt her hand on the back of my head, her other hand slowly slid underneath me and I could feel her on my back, pulling me closer to her body. I reached to caress her back and hips, everything was happening automatically, I couldn’t and wouldn’t want to control it.

She slowly pulled up my shirt, revealing my small breasts, my nipples were already filled with blood, hard, sensitive. I tried to pull up her gown but she was lying on her side, luckily she noticed and quickly pulled her gown over her head, revealing her breasts, they were bit bigger than mine, but not too much. I slowly and gently kissed her nipple, she let out slight moan. That sound worked like a magic for me, I wanted to hear it more, so I licked her nipple a bit, upon hearing another, this time louder moan I began sucking her hard, bright nipples, while fondling her other breast, she was now on her back. “You are mine now,” I whispered to her ear as I was caressing her breast.

“Yes… ohh… yes I am yours” was the only thing she managed to say. I began kissing her whole body, neck, breasts, armpits, chest, tummy, everything about her was perfect. I was slowly moving downwards, her moans were stronger with her expectation of what will come next. Her mound of venus had slight hair, light, fair, I kissed her, then her inner thighs, both. When she was almost begging me to start licking her vagina I retracted, bite my lip saying

“Ohh, not yet my love, you have to wait to enjoy it,” and with that I kissed her legs, her thighs, her feet and sucked on her toes. After that I knew that It was time for me to lick other woman’s vagina for the first time. She was already so wet it almost dripped on the bed, but I was faster and my tongue collected it all. The moan bursa elit escort she let out was something I will never forget, so sensual and so urgent, the taste of her was also unforgettable and indescribable. I started licking her, sensually, vigorously, I wanted to taste all of it, while her moans were filling the room and stimulating me into more and more contact. I could feel her body shaking when it came, she screamed and screamed with pleasure, my tongue and fingers tired,

“Yes! yes!” was all I heard, her legs wrapped around me, pulling me toward her. Then she finally shouted, I never stopped licking throughout all this, she had to pull me up to her face, lying on her sweaty body, her hearth was racing and her breathing was so fast. We kissed. “And now…” she took a deep breath, letting some air in, “now is my turn to make you feel that good.”

My body was turned, suddenly she was above me, her hand slowly made its way down to my vagina, circling around, teasing me… “You said I need to wait to have more pleasure, now you will wait…” we smiled at each other, her finger was still circling around, sometimes even slightly stroking my butt. She was now kissing, licking, and sucking on my nipples, I must confess I don’t have much recollection of this, as I was in complete state od trance. I remember her slowly making way to my feet, when she knelt and sucked on one of my feet’s toes while stroking her breasts and vagina with the other one, I never knew I would love that so much. She licked the other foot clean and slowly, slowly, reaching my wet vagina. After that all is blur, I can feel the texture of her tongue on my clit, I can remember my body being so damp with sweat, I can remember the screaming of pleasure I was letting out, when I wrapped my legs around her. That rush of blood when I came, shouting even more, her warm sensual caressing of my body.

After I came, she went back up to me and smiled at me, we kissed for what seemed to be an eternity, both of our bodies were wet with sweat and the air was filled with smell of our bodies. She finally looked at my damp face and said “That was so beautiful, you are so beautiful, I love you,” my body felt like something different, so light, so tired, but loved.

“I love you too” I said, with exhale and slight smile. After that we both laid there naked, slowly drying and falling asleep. I knew that next weeks will be only more and more beautiful.

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Delia woke from a very deep sleep to an ear splitting scream, followed by extreme laughter. Startled, she opened her eyes and saw a young Native American woman standing in the doorway. As soon as she saw Delia open her eyes, the young woman ran into the living room, still laughing loudly and uncontrollably. Delia looked around so she’d know exactly the young woman had seen. Delia saw that she was still wearing the strap on, and that she and Gina were still nude and in the same position they had been in when they fell asleep the night before.

Delia figured that the young woman was probably Gina’s daughter, and wasn’t the least bit embarrassed. In fact, she loved people walking in on her in such situations. Over the years, she’d been walked in on several times by friends or relatives of her sexual partners, and it always made her feel hot, though it was always embarrassing to her lover, especially as it exposed the lesbianism of a few of them.

“Gina,” Delia whispered. Gina seemed to still be completely out of it, probably from having gotten so fucked up on weed the night before. After a few seconds of no response, Delia said in a fairly loud voice “Gina!”

At that, Gina groggily opened her eyes very slightly, and seemed oblivious to the hysterical laughter that continued. “Good morning!” Gina said, very exhausted but equally happy.

With a smile, Delia said “A girl just walked in on us!”

Suddenly Gina became extremely embarrassed and her face turned bright red. “Oh shit!” she whispered, “That’s my daughter.”

“Does she know you’re lez?!” Delia asked with a big grin.

“No. Well, I guess she does now.”

“Honey, you just need to come out of the closet, and be comfortable with and proud of who you are! It’s such a powerful and liberating feeling not to give a fuck if anyone knows you’re lez!”

Ignoring that line, Gina shouted “Shantel?”

While still laughing, Gina’s daughter said “Mom, do I need to leave the apartment for a little while so you two can have privacy?!”

“No, we’ll be right out.” Gina said, then whispered to Delia “I guess we should go out there and talk to her.”

“Yeah,” Delia replied, “but don’t act like you have something to be ashamed of!”

“I’ll try,” Gina said nervously.

Delia took off her strap on, and Gina got two long T shirts out of her closet, putting one on herself and giving the other to Delia. Holding hands, the two walked out to the living room, where Shantel was sitting on the right side of the couch. By this time, she was no longer laughing, but still had a huge grin and hadn’t quite caught her breath. She then shifted to a crosslegged position and turned to face her mom, who faced forward with her head down.

Sounding very hesitant and awkward, Gina began “Shantel, this is my girlfriend, Delia.”

“Hi Delia!” Shantel said cheerfully.

“Hi!” Delia responded in a normal, pleasant voice.

Shantel then redirected her attention to Gina. “Mom, why didn’t you tell me you’re lez?!”

“I just didn’t know how you’d react,” Gina said, now a little more comfortable, because of her daughter’s apparent acceptance.

“Come on, Mom; I still loved you after you were in prison for eight years, and you think I’m going to stop loving you because you’re into girls?!”

Though Delia showed no reaction, as she often didn’t, she was struck by that comment, not realizing that Gina had been to prison, and was wondering what she did to serve so much time, though it didn’t change her deep interest in Gina.

“I didn’t know, Honey,” Gina responded.

Enthusiastically hugging her mother, who tenderly hugged back, Shantel said “Oh, I love you, Mom!”

“I love you, too, Honey,” Gina responded.

Shantel then got up and walked over to Delia with arms open wide, saying “And I love you, too, Mr. Mom!”

Delia stood and told her prospective future step-daughter “I love you, too, Honey!” as they hugged for the first time. Delia also thought about being addressed by Shantel as “Mr. Mom.” She decided that while it wasn’t as sweet as the “Mama Delia” that Jonathan called her, it was nevertheless cute, and she might enjoy being called that over the long term.

As she let go of Delia, Shantel said “Mom, I just have one question!”

“Go ahead,” Gina said, relieved that she wasn’t being disowned by her daughter, but still embarrassed by what Shantel saw.

“Does a strap on feel as good as the real thing?!”

Gina then blushed again, but this time she grinned, and after a few seconds said “Much better!”

All three laughed in response, and Shantel then went to the kitchen to make breakfast for the three of them. During that time, Gina and Delia talked casually on the couch and Gina began to get somewhat comfortable with the whole situation.

During the breakfast. Delia and Shantel had a long and friendly conversation in which they got to know each other a lot better and quickly started building a great friendship, while Gina largely stayed quiet and smoked cigarettes. Shantel was much more extroverted bursa escort bayan than her mom and much more polished. Shantel was working as a retail clerk and cashier at a store and going to a junior college, studying early childhood education. She looked much like her mother, but was quite a bit smaller, at 5’1″ and 120 lbs.

As the three finished breakfast, Delia gave Gina an inviting grin and asked “So do you have any plans for the rest of the weekend?!”

“Not until work Monday morning!” Gina responded.

“Come on, let’s go over to my apartment!”

“That sounds like a great idea!”

Shantel, grinning widely because she’d never before see her mother appear to be in love, stood up as if to leave, but stopped and said “Well Mom, if you need a matron of honor, I’m available!”

After everyone laughed, Gina said “I think that’s a little premature, Honey, but if I ever get married, of course you’re the only one I’d even consider!”

“Awww, you’re so sweet!” Shantel said as she leaned over and hugged her mom from behind.

“Thanks, Honey!” Gina said as she gripped Shantel’s forearms.

Shantel then went into the bathroom and showered while Delia and Gina got dressed, and Gina packed a bag with two changes of clothes, in the hope that she would end up staying at Delia’s apartment until Monday.

The new couple walked from Gina’s apartment to Delia’s car, holding hands with their fingers interlocked the entire way. Unlike the night before, when no one saw them, this time several people saw them and a few stared. Gina was uncomfortable with it, but wanted Delia to know that Gina was proud to be Delia’s girlfriend.

During the 15 minute drive, the two had a very friendly conversation about Shantel, who was clearly by far the greatest joy of Gina’s life.

They arrived at Delia’s apartment, which was about the size of Gina’s, but much nicer both in itself and its furniture, which were very middle class looking. Delia was well off financially and could’ve afforded a much more expensive place, but was saving her money and living somewhat modestly while single.

As they walked in, Delia immediately stripped nude and left her clothes on the floor by the door. Gina was at once shocked and amused by Delia’s bluntness, then slowly stripped nude herself – revealing that her tattoo was a Native American design – and dropped her clothes on top of Delia’s. Gina then looked around and seemed somewhat in awe. Apparently, she perceived Delia as having a much more affluent lifestyle than Gina was accustomed to.

After a few seconds, Gina sniffed and then grinned “Shit, girl! How much fucking weed do you smoke?!”

“Usually three of four joints a day! Sometimes 10 or 12 if I don’t have to be at work the next morning!”

“What do you do when it’s time for your apartment to get inspected?!”

“The guys who work in maintenance get their weed from me, so that’s no problem!”

“As good as your shit is, I want to get my weed from you, too!”

“I’ll make you a deal! You give me unlimited access to that Native American cunt, and I’ll give you unlimited access to my weed!”

“It’s a deal! Should we shake on it?!”

“No, we should smoke and fuck on it!”

At that, Delia took Gina by the hand and walked her back to the bedroom, where they immediately got in bed together. Under the blankets, they lay on their sides, holding each other tightly and closely, as the fronts of their bodies pressed against each other. Delia then reached into a cigar box on the head board, and grabbed a blunt and a lighter.

As she and Gina shared the blunt, Delia began “So why were you in prison for eight years?!” very curious, but trying not to sound intimidating. Delia was already falling in love with Gina and didn’t want her to be afraid that Delia would end the relationship if the crime was bad enough.

Gina looked embarrassed and softly said, while avoiding eye contact with Delia, “Shit, I was hoping you wouldn’t notice when Shantel said that. I guess because I said you were my girlfriend, she thought you already knew.”

“I guess you told her I’m your girlfriend so she wouldn’t know you had sex with a girl you just met last night.”

“Yeah.”

“Well listen, I can go online and find out what you did, so you might as well…”

“Yeah, you’re right, I’ll go ahead and tell you. Besides, I think we might have a chance to be a long term couple, so I want us to have trust with each other.”

“I know all about that,” Delia said glumly, thinking about how much she broke trust with both Deborah and Karen.

“Well anyway, back in 1998, I was a meth addict…”

“Oh shit,” Delia immediately thought to herself, remembering her mother’s meth addiction. However, Delia again showed no reaction.

Gina continued “…and me and two other people robbed a jewelry store. Prison sucked, but they put me through rehab and it might’ve saved my life. And it definitely saved my relationship with Shantel. I wasn’t worth a fuck as a mom until I got out.” After pausing bursa bayan escort for a few seconds and seeing no reaction from Delia, which seemed to cause Gina confusion and uncertainty, she added “Except for weed and cigarettes, I’ve been clean since I got out. I’m completely non-violent when I’m not on meth. I hope this doesn’t scare you away.”

“It doesn’t, honey. Besides I know what it’s like to fuck up and get an undeserved second chance.”

“You’ve been to jail before, too?”

“Well, I have, but that’s not what I mean. I’m talking about my last relationship. I found the woman of my dreams. Her name was Karen. She treated me like a queen for the whole 17 years and I cheated on her hundreds of times. She kept giving me chance after chance after chance to change, but I never did, and I finally lost her, and her son, who I loved like my own.” By that point, Delia was tearful, and after a few more seconds, she broke down and wept, while saying “I hurt her so much and I don’t think she’ll ever forgive me.”

Gina then tried to be comforting, hugging Delia even tighter, which Delia immediately reciprocated. After about 30 seconds, Delia had calmed down, then looked at Gina’s face from just a few inches away. Up to this point, Gina had mostly avoided eye contact with Delia, but now the two gazed deeply into each other’s eyes.

“I know it’s early,” Delia said, “but I have a good feeling about you.”

“I have a good feeling about you, too,” Gina responded.

“24 hours ago, I didn’t think I’d ever find love again. Now I’m hoping I was wrong. I think we might be very good for each other. We both fucked up the first half of our lives, but now maybe we can help each other have a great second half.”

“I’d like that.”

“When I went to that bar yesterday, I was just looking for a hook up. But I realize now I was setting my sight way too low. I realize I need to keep my dreams alive and keep looking for something extra special.”

“So what’s that something special that you dream of having?”

“A wife.”

“It would be my dream come true to have a wife and be a wife.”

“Me too. Ever since I was 14 and first realized I was lez, I dreamed so many times about having a wedding with a woman, but I thought it was just a fantasy. And it hurt so much to see so many of my lesbian friends finally getting married about the time Karen broke up with me.”

“Maybe I can help you stay faithful and you can help me stay off meth.”

“Well, at least we can try,” Delia said, as she finished the blunt. “I don’t know what the future holds, but I do know that I love you, Gina.”

Smiling and joyfully crying, Gina responded “I love you, too.”

At that, they began a slow, deep, passionate kiss. Delia’s hands explored Gina’s body, and Gina followed the lead. Delia caressed Gina’s back, hips, and ass, while Gina worked Delia’s knockers, and especially stimulated her hard nipples. Gina also rubbed her bare soles all over Delia’s calves, thighs, and ass.

After a couple of minutes, Delia started grinding Gina, who immediately returned the favor. Their bushy cunts rubbed together hard, and had been continually wet since they were in the bar the night before. As the grinding got faster and harder, their kissing sped, and they held each other tightly. Upon her first orgasm, Gina started to slip away, but Delia wrapped her legs around Gina’s waist, holding her in place. Each came several times over the next few minutes

Delia then suddenly rolled onto her back, grabbed Gina by the head with both hands, and grunted “Go down on me.”

Excited about tasting cunt for the first time, after dreaming about it for 31 years, Gina dove between Delia’s legs and zealously went to work. As Delia caressed Gina’s hair, Gina tried to copy what had been done to her by Delia the night before. While Gina clearly was a rookie, she had great instincts and was clearly very passionate about what she was doing. Those factors made up for her lack of experience. And besides that, it was a huge turn on to Delia anytime a woman she was with was engaging in a lesbian activity for the first time. And even more so in this case, seeing that this is something that Gina desperately wanted for nearly 1/3 of a century.

Gina licked Delia’s soaking wet cunt all over, paying particular attention to the clit. Delia began moaning in a few seconds. It wasn’t the relentless, non-stop screaming that Gina exploded with the night before when receiving oral sex for the first time, but Delia was enjoying this very much and appreciated that Gina was trying so hard.

After about a minute, Gina realized that she was getting far more response from licking the clit than anything else, so she concentrated just on that area, going as fast as she could, up and down. Her tongue motions had a lot of room for improvement, but Delia was an outstanding teacher, and already felt that she was in this relationship for the long haul.

When Gina started working exclusively on licking the clit, Delia’s bursa merkez escort body began to tremble, and her moaning became very loud. That gave Gina confidence in her lesbian ability for the first time. Delia came mildly in about 30 seconds, and used her thighs to squeeze Gina’s head amid the euphoria. Gina kept up the licking and Delia’s orgasms followed suit, becoming progressively more frequent and more intense. A few times, Delia’s come got into Gina’s nose, causing her discomfort, but each time she quickly wiped it out and continued where she left off.

Finally, after about 12 minutes, Delia’s clit got too sensitive. She suddenly rolled both herself and Gina over, ran over to her coat and grabbed her strap on, put it on Gina, and positioned herself inside it. This was something that wouldn’t be negatively affected by Gina’s inexperience. Delia was an expert at riding cowgirl. As she and Gina held hands with their fingers interlocked, Delia closed her eyes tightly and concentrated just on getting herself off as long and as hard as she could.

Knowing exactly how to maximize her pleasure, she began moving herself up and down on the artificial fuckstick with short and rapid thrusts that hit her G spot every time. She came within 15 seconds, and that was just the beginning. As she kept fucking, she kept experiencing wave after wave of orgasmic bliss. And as fucked up as she was on weed, her senses were heightened to the max, while she lost awareness of her surroundings and was consumed only with trying to make this her best sexual encounter ever.

Delia was so physically fit and had ridden strap ons so often, her thighs were strong enough to keep riding all day. During most of the fuck, she had breathed heavily but not moaned. However, after about 20 minutes, she felt that she was about to go over the edge and experience the most amazing euphoria possible. Now she increased herself to top speed and squeezed the strap on very hard with her cunt while maintaining the same short thrusts.

A few seconds later, it hit. “Fuck!” she loudly gasped as her entire body was completely filled with the ultimate physical pleasure and her cunt gushed out juices like a faucet. As Gina watched in amazement, and the two continued holding hands, Delia milked the orgasm for all it was worth. She breathed very heavily but moaned only mildly until it faded out after about one minute and twenty seconds.

As she stopped thrusting, Delia took a deep breath and opened her eyes a few seconds later. She looked down at Gina and the two new lovers warmly smiled while gazing deeply into each other’s eyes. “Precious,” Delia said softly as she lay down next to Gina and embraced her. The two then hugged very tightly and wrapped their legs around each other.

“Wow!” exclaimed Gina, sounding very exhausted but equally ecstatic. “You are the sex queen!”

“I know!” Delia responded. “And you’re off to a good start, yourself! And as long as you stay with me, I’ll train you so that you’ll lick cunt as fantastically as I do!”

“I’m definitely going to stay with you!”

“Why’s that?!”

Gina then changed her tone to very serious. Now slightly tearful, she said. “The sex and weed is fantastic, but that’s not the best part. My whole life I’ve just wanted someone, a man or a woman, to hold me all night and make me feel loved, wanted, and desired. Last night it finally happened, and it was a dream come true.”

“You’re a dream come true for me, Precious.”

“I never thought anyone would ever call me ‘Precious,’ and I never thought I’d be anyone’s dream come true.”

“Well you are now. I love you so much, Precious.”

“I love you too, Delia.”

At that, the two began a slow, deep, passionate kiss while their dark skinned bodies and long black hair blended together.

After almost 10 minutes, Gina said “Amazingly, after all the sex we’ve had in the last 16 or 18 hours, I’m still horny as fuck!”

“Girl, I’m always horny! Especially when I’m fucked up! And I get fucked up every fucking day!”

“I hope you’ll get me fucked up every fucking day also!”

“Of course I will!”

“That’s good! But what I was starting to say is that even though I’m still horny as fuck, my clit and cunt are too sore after what you did to them last night!”

“I hope it was worth it!”

“Of course it was; that was by far the most I’ve ever come!”

“I’ll make you come like that very often if you’ll let me!”

“Of course I will! I just wish you could do it now!

“Well, as an alternative while you’re healing, would you like to rim?”

“What’s that?!”

Delia grinned at her 43-year old girlfriend’s naïveté. “Lie down on your front and spread your feet shoulder length apart.”

Gina instantly did, while having no idea what was about to happen. Delia knelt between Gina’s legs, grabbed one of her chunky ass cheeks in each hand, then held them apart as far as possible, exposing her adorable virgin rosebud.

Delia then leaned forward and ran her tongue all the way up Gina’s crack from bottom to top, swallowing up all the sweat that had built up between her fat cheeks. Next, Delia went to work on Gina’s rosebud. Gina gasped in pleasure and surprise the moment that the tongue-to-rosebud contact began, and kept gasping as Delia made hundreds of slow, sensual licks, from bottom to top,

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Some time has passed since the following events happened to me; I realize now how lucky to experience them I am. My life since has slipped back into the routine: I take the subway to work, I go to endless amounts of meetings, I smile politely to clients, but I know that everyone craves something more beyond the plasticity of their prescribed lives. I experienced something incredible early in my life, for better or for worse I can take pleasure in the memories of what happened rather than the fantasies of what may never come to pass. All it takes is a look from someone on the subway, or a beautiful woman on a billboard to jog my memory and send me into a trance and remind me of five years ago when I was in Los Angeles. Nostalgia is seductive and it makes me long for that time, when I felt uninhibited by the realities of rent and career. I suppose that’s how I came round to needing to record it; I wanted to capture it on paper as a way of reliving it. For myself mainly, but perhaps for anyone who cares to read.

I was in the first year of law school at UCLA and was pretty damn broke. My parents couldn’t help out that much and I was accruing student loans at an alarming rate. I had, to my embarrassment, worked on a few occasions for an exclusive escort agency. It was suggested by a friend who was in a similar financial position and who made ends meet by exotic dancing at a place in West Hollywood. I was much too shy to get on a stage but she mentioned the agency where I could essentially go on a date with a rich man for money and anything else beyond that would be “at the arrangement of consenting adults” as she put it.

They were hardly dates; they consisted of a drink at a hotel bar and then coercion to go up to his room. Twice I got skittish and felt they were creepy so I politely declined and left. On the one occasion I did follow through, it was with a slightly younger man and it felt so awkward. It was hard for me to pretend like I was enjoying it and he was clearly married; which only compounded my hesitance and made me feel utterly immoral afterwards. It was the last time I would resort to using the agency.

So on one May morning, I was scanning Craigslist for internships, panicking about what I would do for the summer. The semester was ending and I needed to find some kind of employment to save some money for the fall semester. I had been on the site for ages, first earnestly searching then just goofing around looking at missed connections and random posts. One post caught my eye that was looking for “Models for a private club that caters to professional female clientele.” I wasn’t sure what that really entailed but the post was well written and sounded like a professional outfit. I had never slept with a woman before but I had been very curious about it and always admired beautiful women I had had a cliché drunken make out session with a friend during my undergrad years but it was hardly erotic and just left us feeling a bit sheepish in the morning. Admittedly, I did frequently watch lesbian porn and masturbated to it but I never felt I was a lesbian and had regularly dated men, however, back then I had been far too busy with school to even think about relationships.

After initial hesitance, I took the plunge and said what the heck. I emailed a mini bio along with a headshot (yes I had tried acting too, I was in LA after all) and waited for a response. It didn’t take long for a reply to come up in my inbox. It was a lengthy email from a woman named Zara, mainly full of legal disclaimers about age and privacy. She said that she would love to meet me and invited me to an onsite screening process that took a full week. She also required an HIV test and recommended a place to have it done quickly and discreetly. A full week seemed a little ridiculous to me and I was about to decline when I saw the estimated weekly salary, it was a lot. Enough to pay off my credit card bills in two weeks, enough to cover my rent for a semester in just over a month. My curiosity was firmly piqued.

The name of the agency was Avalon (name changed for obvious reasons), which after Googling only brought up a simple one page website with an attractive model and contact details to schedule an appointment. Further searches on the internet proved fruitless. I then Googled the address listed in the email and pulled up the satellite image; it looked huge. It was located in Bel Air and was massive compared to some of the neighboring houses with a large lawn and swimming pool on the grounds. I was obviously nervous; you had to be pretty cautious when dealing with anything of this nature off craigslist. I was also excited, not just about the money, but in a manner that was like going on vacation to a foreign country for the first time. Everything about Avalon seemed exotic and secretive.

I took a deep breath and drafted my reply, sending her the details of when I could begin the one week screening process where I was to “pack for a one week stay, which is bursa escort non-binding and you are free to leave at anytime.” I hit send and I began to get butterflies. I had no idea what I was getting into; I had only kissed a girl before and now I may be expected to do any of a number of things which I could hardly dare to imagine. I was aroused and embarrassed at the same time. It was a lazy Sunday and I remember starting to browse for porn with a lesbian theme to it. There was a lot out there of course, much of it didn’t really titillate me; it seemed designed for men with models in high heels and bad makeup plunging large dildos into each other and fake orgasms. It wasn’t what I wanted.

Zara’s confirmation came back quickly; I was to show up at the estate in Bel Air in five days. I had a ton of errands to run before that, I was a bit of a mess and hadn’t really been taking the time to treat myself to beauty maintenance, so I pulled myself out of bed and got my Sunday going.

****

The next five days went by slowly; my finals were done so I had a lot of time to myself. I took a few trips to salons, once for a mani/pedi, once for my hair and once again for a wax. I’m not sure what I was thinking but at the last moment I opted for a partial Brazilian wax; it was so awkward!! Having a lady put hot wax on your butt crack is not very enjoyable but in the end I was happy with the result and it made me feel very sexy. I love to be touched all over and having the hair removed from that area made it even more sensitive. I had also treated myself to some new lingerie (more on my credit card) and once I got home, I slipped into a black silk thong with matching lace bra I had bought and it looked and felt amazing on me. I grabbed my laptop and crawled into bed to commence the other activity that had been taking up my time.

I had been exploring lesbian porn more and more. I became more familiar with models and studios that catered to a more sensual lesbian experience. There were entire sites devoted to videos that were “less porny”, and focused on slower seductions sequences, and longer drawn out foreplay sessions between two women. I enjoyed them a lot more as many of the models were gorgeous. I would sometimes fantasize that the younger girl was me; shy, reticent being methodically seduced by an older experienced lesbian and eventually succumbing to my desire to have her put her hands all over my body, slowly finding my erogenous zones with her mouth. Sometimes the fantasy would be switched, where I was the one in control, using my body to lure her in, kissing her neck, caressing her breasts, slowly moving down to taste her and bringing her to an orgasm. I became so aroused during these ‘research’ sessions and would touch myself but I resisted making myself cum; I desperately wanted a release but I was saving it, I wasn’t positive for who but my mind wanted to fill in the faces.

I thought endlessly about Avalon. If I saw a beautiful actress on one of the videos I watched, deep down inside I hoped she would be there, or that she might even be Zara. It was stupid I know but It wasn’t impossible I reasoned. Most of the videos were shot in the Valley and many models I assumed worked in strip clubs and for escort services. I wanted my first real experience with a woman to be one of them; I wanted the release I craved to come from them and not from my own hand. It was torture.

On the day I got my wax, I began to browse online in my bed. I eventually came across a video entitled “Lesbian Seduction.” The premise was silly; a girl is stiff after a long day at work and has a massage therapist work on her shoulders. The young girl was a very cute platinum blonde I had seen before with an amazing natural body with a California tan. Her breasts were perfect; large and full but hung perfectly with the benefit of her age. The older woman was pretty enough but it was what she did with the blonde then stirred my interest.

She was sitting behind her gently rubbing her shoulders but her hands began to explore more of the younger girls body as she slowly dared to do more. The blonde had her eyes closed the entire time during this sequence, softly moaning as the older woman stroked her arms and neck, moving in larger circles to encompass the front of her shoulders and the area above her breasts. I was entranced as the blonde became less inhibited; my stomach tightened and down below my crotch began to moisten. The older woman let the shoulder straps on the girl’s top fall over her shoulders as her hands began to stroke closer to her breasts, running her fingers over the curves and cleavage. I did the same, tracing my fingers over my breasts allowing my fingers to touch the tops of my aureole. The girl’s top soon fell down, allowing the older woman to completely encircle her breasts, the girl’s breathe was getting more jagged and she arched her back reaching back with one arm to touch her lover’s face. I reached down to my panties; slipping my bursa ucuz escort hand in to slowly run a finger around my clitoris with my eyes glued to my laptop screen. The girl’s nipples were large and brown, I desperately wanted to put my mouth on them and make her gasp. As the older woman began to tease the girl’s nipples, they stiffened and shrunk.

This was getting too much to bear; I hadn’t had any intimate contact of any kind for over six months and I hadn’t allowed myself to climax for over a week now. I took my hand from my front and moved it to my butt, running my fingers slowly down my crack, it sent a shiver of sensitivity through me, I’ve always wanted to be touched sensually in that area but was shy to ask, it made me feel dirty to long for that type of contact but now I didn’t care, the waxing had left me feeling clean and bare.

The video had progressed to a more urgent stage; the older woman had her hand down the girl’s pants, squeezing a breast with the other; the blonde’s moans were more intense now and she gripped the older woman’s leg for support as her hips began to move. My hand moved back to tease my clitoris and another squeezed my breast to somehow mimic the pleasure the pretty girl was feeling. I did something I hadn’t done for a long time, I dipped two fingers into my wet vagina and brought them up to my mouth; I wanted to taste a woman and this was the simplest way to help my imagination. I closed my eyes and licked my fingers savoring the tangy taste, imagining it was another woman’s: the blonde in the video, or even Zara, who I had only fantasized about her appearance.

I opened my eyes and the video was in a lull, the blonde had stopped moaning and was removing her shorts. The older woman was off screen but reappeared, naked wearing a strap-on. I had never usually been into that type of thing but I was in such a heightened state of arousal I found the idea highly erotic.

“Do you want to have this inside you?” the older woman almost whispered.

“Yes please,” the blonde gasped as she invitingly got onto all fours on the couch, reaching behind her to tug on the strap on and pull the woman closer to her vagina. The woman obliged and slowly entered her, putting the full length of it in. The girl cried out once it was in; her face was framed in a perfect image of ecstasy, eyes closed and brow creased. I turned it off; it was too much for me to bear. I wanted it so badly, I wanted to feel what the girl did, to beg for fulfillment and then have a woman enter me from behind. It was shameful but I didn’t care. I wanted to be touched like that, to be brought to such a state of arousal that I was willing behave like an animal and plead for a woman to make me climax in every way possible. My hands were trembling and my clitoris ached for attention but I didn’t dare touch it out of fear that I would ruin the sensation that I was hoping to come soon.

I got out of bed, and to put it out of my mind I went for a jog. I would find out soon enough what would happen to me.

****

The day of the interview was here. I had packed what I needed and dressed to impress for my initial meeting with Zara. I tried to look professional in a sexy manner, wearing a mid-thigh height skirt with a white collared button-down. I wore a black bra underneath that was clearly visible and had it opened to the cleavage. I picked out some tasteful heels, nothing garish and put my long dark hair up to show my neck. After applying some make up I did a once over in the mirror and was happy with how I looked. I was and still am quite a catch. I have a lean frame with nice legs that come with being 5 foot 8. My bosom is a pleasant C cup size that got endless amounts of ogling from the boys in high school and college. My nipples are large and puffy, that have a pinkish hue, but harden in to a nice tan color when swimming or turned on. My eyes are hazel and although I would like to think I have Italian blood, unfortunately my skin is paler and doesn’t have that golden brown that I love but Southern California had failed to provide me.

I made a final run down to make sure I had everything as the taxi would be coming soon. I left a quick note on my desk that gave the address of the place I was going to, just in case everything took a bad turn and Avalon turned into a bunch of lecherous men. I tried to put that out of my mind and grabbed my bags and went to wait for the taxi.

My brain was racing on the short trip to Bel Air, I had barely been able to think straight the final couple of days; my fantasies became more complex; about clients, about the other girls I would be working with. The more I deprived myself of a climax the more intensely I became hell bent on making love to another woman. I was old enough to know that fantasies are fantasies and rarely play out well in the real world but at the very least I could sate my curiosity about Avalon.

The taxi pulled into the massive bursa elit escort grounds of Avalon; it was like a movie star’s mansion. I paid the fare and asked him to wait until I got inside the door, just in case I decided to back out. After ringing the doorbell I was soon greeted by a Latina housemaid, she seemed very pleasant and beckoned me in which put me at ease. I waved goodbye to the cabbie and crossed the threshold into the house.

The foyer was covered in marble with a spiral staircase that went to an upper level; it was pretty impressive and had all the glamour of LA that my life had been severely lacking as a college student. I had just begun to take it in when a voice called out to me

“Kristy!” a woman called out as I spotted her emerging from a ground level room and walk to greet me. She was beautiful. She was exotic looking and glamorous, everything that I had fantasized about but more. I could barely say anything as she approached. She appeared to be in her early thirties, straight shoulder length mousey brown hair but I had a couple of inches on her. She was perfectly tanned wearing a similarly professional get up as me, business skirt with matching jacket and what seemed to be a silk top underneath that barely covered her breasts. She had piercing green eyes, high cheek bones and full lips, with a pair of stylish glasses perched on her nose. It was clear she had put a lot of work into her body and from the size and shape of her breasts I suspected they were fake; but that was the only minor flaw on what was otherwise a flawless piece of work.

“You look just like your photo! I’m Zara, it’s so lovely to finally meet you,” she reached in to give me a kiss on the cheek.

“Nice to meet you too,” I managed, not too confidently. She started to guide me with her hand towards where she emerged from.

“So you can leave your bags at the door, someone will take them up to your room. Today may be pretty boring, we have a few forms to fill out and we’ll just have an informal chat in my office to give you an idea of what is expected. Later, I’ll have someone show you around…we have a gym, pool everything you need really, but if there’s anything you need feel free to ask me.”

She guided me into a large office area, with a desk and large bay windows from floor to ceiling that looked out onto the sunny lawn. Off to the corner I made out part of a pool with a few people lounging around but too far to make out clearly. She bid me to sit and she moved around to the other side of the desk.

“So first off I’ll need your driver’s license and the HIV test I requested. Also I’ll need you to sign this disclosure that anything that happens between a client of Avalon and one of its employees is the decision of consenting adults. It’s very important for me for you to understand that you may terminate your stay here at anytime. You are free to do as you please and I don’t want you to feel coerced in any way.” She seemed trustworthy, but there was an underlying firmness to her, like any business woman that’s had to fight for respect.

“Thanks for the reassurance, I’m sure I’ll be fine” I handed the documents over which she scanned and put on her desk. She watched me sign the consent form and started with her well tailored description of what Avalon is.

“Avalon is a club for qualifying females where they can network and meet other females that are able to cater to any specific needs they might have. Being a member of the club comes with a fee for annual membership and also an hourly rate while members enjoy their stay here. As an employee of the club you are entitled to a rate for the time you spend with members. You may if you wish, live here full time. Some girls do and some prefer to travel from home. Being an employee of the club is of course conditional of you passing a trial week period. There are no male members or employees, just like a golf club we can restrict a gender from joining, any questions?”

“What types of services are provided?” The obvious one, she was dancing around the issue. She smiled.

“Look, I’m not going to try and bullshit you. Our members are wealthy lesbians, bisexuals or just bored curious housewives that want to enjoy the company of beautiful women, and usually that company entails the exchange of favors of a sexual manner. We provide anything from massages to sub/dom role playing; basically anything the member desires. We are…for lack of a better term a bordello for women.”

I wasn’t shocked; this is what I was anticipating.

“Paying for sex is an ancient tradition but it’s usually been exclusively reserved for men due to gender roles. In the 21st century however, more women are in positions of power and in positions of financial wealth. Why can’t we have our fun too?” she didn’t wait for an answer, “This was the question that our benefactor, who set this up, asked herself. There is prostitution out there, massage services that maintain female-only clientele. There is a market, not just for lesbians but for heterosexual women that always were curious but were afraid of going to lesbian clubs. Here they can get discretion, experience and safety…With that being said, what about you can you tell me that makes you suitable for this type of work?”

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My experience with Sally was confusing, to say the least. I was angry, hurt, surprised, insulted, and felt degraded. I’d been beaten and raped by that bitch. I reasoned that I couldn’t have been the only woman she’d treated that way. Never again, I vowed. After thinking about some more I made an appointment with the dean of the college. I would expose Sally and see to it that she was dismissed and arrested.

My day of my appointment arrived, and while I was in the right I was nervous about bringing up such serious charges against a fellow professor. I’d earlier told the dean that it was a serious matter involving Sally. I arrived at the dean’s office, her secretary, Diane, ushered in. The dean, a philosopher by training, rose from behind her desk and offered me her hand. She was courteous and businesslike.

“Please, take a seat Zoë.”

I explained my case to her; she listened sympathetically, and told me that my allegations were serious, but that she’d heard some disturbing things in the past about Sally. I was beginning to feel better. Together, we’d nail that sadistic bitch’s hide to the wall. After she’d heard me out, the dean went to her telephone and asked her secretary to show Sally in. I was terrified.

Sally walked in ignoring me, cold and arrogant, with all the warmth of an ice cube. She was wearing a well-made, navy suit, silk, maroon blouse, and navy stockings and pumps.

“Sally,” began the dean, sitting on the edge of desk, crossing her legs at the knee, “Zoë has made some serious charges against you.” She proceeded to outline them to my assailant.

Sally said nothing, and the dean continued, asking, “Is this true?”

Instead of replying, Sally walked toward the dean, put her hand behind her head and pulled her face toward her. They kissed deeply and passionately.

Laughing self-confidently Sally said, “Of course it’s true, dear. I beat Zoë and then I rode her face.”

I started to get up, to try and escape, but as I made for the door, Diane, the dean’s secretary walked in and bolted it. She leaned against the door with her back, smiling dismissively at me, arching her eyebrows.

“Thank you, Diane,” spoke the dean. “Zoë, a few things need to explained. First, this is a woman’s college. We educate and train young woman to become leaders. Sally has a superb record in this regard. She’s also, you might say, my enforcer. One of the ways we train our aspiring charges to command is through a time-proven mentorship program involving wrestling and other forms of physical combat, including sexual domination to teach respect and one’s place in the hierarchy. We expect our young women to remember their lessons and take them out into the world. We expect them, in turn, to dominate in their chosen fields. I hope that you’ll make the grade, but” she waited, ” I believe it’s going to take a bit more work in your case.”

I was too stunned to say or do anything. Diane took my arm and led me into an adjoining room with mirrored walls and a padded floor. Sally and the dean followed us.

Barbara, the dean, stood smiling at me, with her arms crossed. She was wearing a dark purple suit, white silk blouse, and white stockings. Taking off her coat, she handed it to Diane. Barbara’s breasts moved up and down. She undid bursa sınırsız escort her skirt and blouse, letting them drop to the floor, and kicked of her heels. Diane obediently picked them up. Standing before me was the dean of my college wearing nothing but her lingerie. Sally leaned in a corner, her arms crossed.

Barbara was stunning. A brunette with long hair worn up, showing her ears and neck and healthy tan, she stood about 5’8″ and weighed about 130 or so. Her breasts were full and ripe, threatening to spill out. She wore a white satin ensemble, a low-cut, straight-topped corset with matching embroidery and thin straps over her shoulders. She wore matching bikini panties and stockings attached to her corset.

“Sally tells me you put up quite a fight, but judging from the purpose of our little meeting today you certainly did fail to learn your place. I’m going to finish what Sally failed to do.”

I looked over at Sally who, as usual, wore no expression. She walked over to the far side of the room and sat in a leather couch. Diane stood by, unobtrusively, in a corner, her hands clasped in front of her.

The only way I’d get out was to fight. I stepped out of my conservative professorial attire, revealing satin, electric blue bikinis, bra, and garter belt with off-white stockings. I loved the contrast—prim and conservative above, outrageous underneath. Looking in the mirror I caught Sally eyeing me, giving an approving eye—I wanted to strangle that cunt. Diane took my clothes and put them aside. That afternoon I was determined not to repeat my mistakes from my match with Sally.

We approached, she rushed, and I countered driving a fist into her satin-clad stomach, getting her attention. Barbara stopped, grinned, and shook her head as if to say, “You shouldn’t have done that.” Fighting through the pain, she grabbed my shoulders and drove her right knee into my pussy. Believe me, it got my attention. Bending over a bit, my hands went to my injured cunt. She followed with a bearhug, squeezing with all her might. Barbara’s arms were strong, but my legs are stronger. I fought back by pulling her face deeply into my electric blue, satin valley. My breasts covered her face. I next swung my legs up and wrapped them around her waist. I could feel the boning in her corset as I squeezed with all my power, trying to crack her ribs. I redoubled my smother and she her bearhug. I could feel her breathing getting labored and could tell that my legs were punishing her. Grabbing Barbara’s thick, shiny mane I yanked back with both hands, coupling it with a burst of muscle from my legs. She momentarily let go, but it was enough to unbalance her, and we fell to the floor, causing me to break my scissors.

Barbara’s experience kicked in. Despite her pain she got up first and put me in a schoolgirl pin, her stockinged thighs driving my shoulders into the ground and crushing my head. I could smell her perfume as I stared up at her the taut white silk stretching against her pubis, the beautiful, fragrant material outlining her swollen and I imagined wet labia. Clearly, she shaved. Looking up into her eyes she smiled wanly, her face red and glowing from our fight, her nipples out of the constricting corset, announcing themselves to the world. bursa üniversiteli escort This looked like a repeat of my fight with Sally. However, Barbara gave me an opening.

Pulling my legs up, she spread her thighs a bit, driving her fragrant cunt into my face, arching over me. As Barbara started grinding her satiny cunt into my face I relaxed, allowing her to come a bit more forward, causing her to hold onto my legs a bit more tightly. That’s when I countered. I launched my legs downward as hard as I could, throwing her backward, slamming her head into the mat, and stunning her. It gave me a change to get up and seize the initiative.

We stood and faced one another. Both us were perspiring, our lingerie clinging to our warm, damp skin. I mouthed the words “Bitch.” She approached me cautiously, sizing me up. Now it was my turn. I feinted, acting as if I were going to punch her yet again. Barbara turned to her right, trying to present as small a target as possible. Instead of punching I stepped in and used my left arm to encircle her throat, and made a good, tight circle around her neck. My left hip was against her ass, so I leaned to my right, bringing her up on her toes, and then fell forward, hoping to bring her down and get atop her. Off balance, Barbara went down with her back against my hip. She let out a yelp as she collapsed, and rolled over, her lower back in a bit of pain.

I stood and put Barbara into a surfboard, grinding my heal into her aching back. She arched backward, the white satin stretching taut in front. Looking in the mirror I could tell her nipples were out. They would become a target as soon as possible, but not until I’d fucked her over a bit more. I was beginning to enjoy this. I only hoped that it would continue. This bitch was toast.

Switching from a surfboard, but holding tightly to Barbara’s wrists, I pulled back on them, wrenching her arms and forcing her back into an even more painful position, and then dropped with all my weight on the small of her back. Barbara unleashed a deep yowl. I’d hurt her. Moving my hands underneath her chin, I interlocked them and pulled back. Barbara’s arms flapped helplessly in the air. This was getting to be fun.

Standing, I pulled Barbara up to her hands and knees by her hair and slapped her, following it with a kick to her side. She fell over, her hard, white satin stomach facing the ceiling, her thick nipples erect. I brought her up once more and followed it with a fist to her stomach, and followed it with a knee to her cunt. Barbara slid down, sobbing, her hands trailing down my sides, finally stopping at my hips, her hands trembling and holding to the sides of my bikini. I pulled her face to my crotch. Barbara was going to eat my cunt until I was ready to say stop. I ground Barbara’s face into my triangle of snug, vibrant, dampening blue satin. My twat was hot and I wanted to cum all over her face, have her lap up my pussy juice, french my clit, suck on my lips, and drink deeply from me.

But then it happened.

While I’d been getting ready for the tongue fucking of my life, Sally and Diane had been preparing a little surprise of their own. Diane grabbed my arms, putting me into a full nelson. I struggled, bursa anal yapan escort but couldn’t get out of it. Sally took Barbara by her arms and helped her to her feet, she was panting, sweating, in pain. Barbara took a seat and rested. Sally looked me over.

“Release her,” she ordered.

Diane let me go; I stepped away, but not before putting an elbow into her stomach, bringing an “oof” from her mouth.

Staring hard into my eyes, not blinking, Sally stood before me in a fuchsia bra, string bikini, and waist-cinching corset that accentuated her figure, shaping it into an hourglass, her breasts tumbling out of their silk restraints, hips trying to burst the strings holding the tiny silk triangles covering her firm ass and what from I’d experienced a hot, wet cunt. Her stockings shimmered. She walked around me slowly and I turned awaiting her move. It came.

Sally stepped up to me, I swung meaning to slap her, but she caught my wrist, forced it downward, and embraced me, her other arm pulling me tight and close. Her skin was cool and smooth to the touch. She brought my hot, damp body closely to hers, looked me in the eyes, and started rubbing her cunt against mine. I returned it with gusto. A sex fight was on. We stared into one another’s eyes as we worked to overpower the other.

As if by agreement we went to our knees. I slid my left hand between her thighs and lightly rubbed Sally’s cunt. Already I could feel her thick, hot, wet labia through the thin fuchsia silk. She responded in kind, adding light slaps to my aching twat that sent shivers up my spine. Wrapping both my arms around Sally, I threw her to the ground, climbed atop her, and forced my right leg between the silken steel of her thighs. We worked on our satiny cunts with our firm silken thighs, filling the room with the soft sound of thigh against thigh, thigh against pussy, and our breathing. We were both working up a sweat, lubricating our bodies, the slickness making us slide against one another, arousing our senses. Sally grabbed my hair, which I’d worse loose today. I reciprocated, and our savage, sexual combat continued.

After I don’t know how long I pushed my self up and brought my cunt into direct contact with Sally’s, our legs overlapping, and our pussies confronting each other. Grabbing our hips we thrust, humped, and ground our silk-covered cunts into each other. Sally’s body quivered and I intensified my attack, pulling her lush hips ever more deeply into mine, working our sopping twats into ever more heightened ecstasy. We were both close to cumming. Just a bit more, that’s all I needed. Without warning Sally screamed at the top of her lungs, releasing some pent-up animal deep within her.

“Oh, God! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! Fuck my cunt you whore,” she screamed.

The least I could do to, excuse me, for, my colleague was oblige her. I fucked her till she cried. But I wasn’t finished. Putting her into a schoolgirl pin I used her face like a talking, tonguing dildo. She sucked on clit and labia, tongued them, and worked her long, hard tongue deep into my love canal. It didn’t take long. My heightened state of arousal and Sally’s expert mouth made me cum in a torrent. In the heat of the moment I banged her head up and down against the mat, clawed at her cunt, her tits, and my own, screaming in orgasmic ecstasy. I forced Sally’s face as deeply as possible into my now sloppy cunt. I was so sensitive that I couldn’t bear to have it touched. I rolled off of my conquest and lay next to her, breathing hard. Sally’s hand reached over, intertwining her fingers with, and squeezed. I returned it.

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I walked into the packed classroom and eyed the optimistic faces in my 12p Special Topics in Literature class.

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“Good Afternoon everyone! This is English 4433 and my name is Mrs. Welsh. This is the last English class you will take before entering the workforce and I will treat you that way. In this class you will…”

After going over some ground rules, discussing the first assignment, and carefully collecting my Student Information forms I dismissed the class and gathered my materials.

“Excuse me Ms. Welsh my name is Marleigh Lane. I’m really looking forward to this class.” I eyed the hazel-eyed, chocolate colored college senior before me and I couldn’t deny the wetness I felt between my legs.

“Thanks. I look forward to teaching you this semester.” I walked out the classroom and hurried to my basement office. As soon as I entered my office I locked the door and grabbed my veiny, brown dildo named ‘Muscle’ and went to work on my throbbing pussy.

I thrust Muscle deeper into my pussy and rubbed my clit vigourously trying to increase my orgasm. The only thing I could see was Marleigh’s thick, juciy lips engulfing my pussy. I could almost feel her thin caramel fingers dipping in and out of my hole, briniging me to the brink of extasy. My walls gripped Muscle and before I could grasp my orgasm a wave of bliss rushed over me. I couldnt believe that the thought of my twenty year-old student made my thirty-five year-old pussy come. Damn I can’t wait til Wednesday.

-o-

Tuesday came and went and before I knew it and I was back in my 12pm class and hoping to see Marleigh’s sweet face. It was 2:05 when she bounced down the stairs wearing a fitted t-shirt and sme stretchy leopard print tights. She sat right in the front bursa escort and locked eyes with me.

“Um, so can you pass your assignments down and to the left?” I started collecting the assignments when I noticed Marleigh frantically searching

her bag. I gave last call for the assignment before I put them in my rolebook and started with my lesson.

“Ms. Welch, can I talk to you about today’s assignment?” I looked up and saw Marleigh and another girl waiting to talk with me.

“Actually I have a meeting right now but you ladies can come to my office around 3p and discuss it then.” They agreed and I scurried off to my office to have a meeting with Muscle. I kicked my legs up on the table and pulled my skirt around my waist. I pulled my swollen chocolate colored tits out of my unbuttoned blouse and slowly licked my dark chocolate nipples. I sucked on two of my fingers and dipped them in and out my wet, brown pussy. I released my nipples to grab Muscle. In my haste to get my nut out I forgot to lock the door.

“Ms. Welsh?” Marleigh stood in front of the now locked door looking shocked and oddly turned on.

“Oh my goodness, um Marleigh I..” I scrambled to adjust my clothes but Marleigh put a hand on my tit and stopped me.

“It’s okay Ms. Welsh.”

“Alison, call me Alison.”

“Um, it’s okay Alison. I like what I see.” She rubbed my exposed tits. I couldn’t help but moan as her soft, small hand rubbed up and down my tit, flicking the nipple every time shd changed directions.

“Marleigh we shouldn’t do this.” She looked at me with lustful eyes and sucked my earlobe before asking me why not. “Because you’re my student and I’m married and most importantly I’m not gay.”

“I’m not gay either; I just know bursa escort bayan my pussy throbs every time I see you and judging by how you were mumbling my name, your pussy throbs for me too.”

“I’ve never done this before. I can’t do it here. I..” She stopped my rambling by placing a slow, deep kiss on my lips.

“I don’t have a roommate.” I considered it, but I couldnt explain being in the student dorms. “And I dont stay on campus.” I eyed the five foot five, hazel eyed, busty vixen in front of me and asked, “Can I follow you?”

We made it to her apartment quickly and we almost floated up the stairs. The second we opened the door she started getting naked. She threw off her shirt and her pert young tits bounced around softly.

“No bra?” She shook her head.

“I wanted you to see my nipples while you teach.” My pussy throbbed and I couldnt wait to get her naked.

“Take off your clothes now.” I quickly followed her instructions and stood before her. I looked at her delicious, fresh body. Her tight, shaved young body called me. I hurriedly removed my skirt and blouse and joined her on the sofa.

“Taste me.” I obeyed her orders and dove down between her legs. I used my fingers to open her pussy lips and stare at her sweet, tight, pink, wet pussy.

“Mars, you have a beautiful pussy babe.” She giggled girlishly and I finally let my tongue graze against her sweet little button. Her body locked up and she let out a slow moan. I picked up the speed and let my tongue swirl around her hole every time I came out of her sweet honey pot. Her hands trapped my head in between her legs and all I could smell was her pussy.

“Climb on top of me, I wanna taste you too.” I climbed on top of her and lowered my pussy escort bursa on her face.

She darted her tongue in and out and rubbed my ass.

“Alison, let me fuck you.” I lay on my back and watched Marleigh put a strap on. She walked over to me and put the dick in my face.

“Suck it Alison.” This little bitch was feisty! I wrapped my lips around the dick and slobbed it down. I used one hand to play with her pussy and the other to rub on her ass. She thrust her hips back and forth and moaned as I fingered her pussy.

“Lay down. I wanna fuck you!”

“I gotta warn you baby. I’m a squirter.” Her smile spread as I did what she told me. She slowly slid the dick into my juicy pussy. I locked my heels around her waist and sucked on her titty while she slowly slid the dick in and out of my pussy. Every time she pushed in a smidge deeper and pushed me closer to extasy. I let my hands roam all over her body. Our moans got louder and her thrusting became quicker and harder.

“Come for me Alli!” Mars whispered roughly in my ear.

“Yes ma’am.” I matched her rhythm and swirled my hips to our sensual beat. My walls clinched and my legs went limp. Mars pulled the dick out right before a waterfall of juices squirted from my pussy. I opened my eyes to see Mars gargling my juices. She swallowed the majority amd left a little in her mouth for me. I drank my juices and sucked the residuals off the dick.

“Are you sure this is okay?” Marleigh and I lay on my bed two days after our little rendevous. I rubbed my hand up and down her naked body, paying special attention to her nipples and the light patch of pubic hair on her mound.

“Yes, Travis will love this.” Looking at her naked body next to me, I couldn’t wait for my husband any longer. I climbed on top of her and kissed from her lips to her nipples and then down to her pussy lips. I slowly licked her inner thigh and nibbled softly before swirling my tongue around her clit and sucking on it.

“Sup bae? Who’s your friend?”

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*****

From Irri’s Eyes:

Bee was grasping my hand tightly as we maneuvered our way to the outdoor patio of the club. The patio was urban and grungy with fairy lights that blended with my drunk vision, though the haze of warm lighting did absolutely nothing for my nerves. Man, I needed another drink. I haven’t royally fucked up like this in a while. I’m supposed to be more predictable and level-headed than this. Ever since that kiss with Bee, I haven’t been thinking “straight”. Yes, go ahead and laugh about that one. God. What a fucking night!

The cold air made me shiver considering I was still warm from what had gone down in the club, and I’m not talking about the drinks. Fuck, now was not the time to be turned on.

I needed to focus… Focus. Focus. Focus. I took a deep breath in and out to try and steady myself. With a blink of the eye, I was leaning back against the brick wall of the club and Bee was standing right in front of me. She effectively cornered me but I wasn’t sure if it was because she wanted to interrogate me or something else… It felt possessive. Granted, she found me drunk, making out, and caught in a lie so she had some right.

One thing was for sure, she looked good tonight. As in, dressed to impress. The buttons of her shirt were just high enough to make me… or whoever was looking, want more. The fairy lights provided a golden highlight for her hair. She almost looked angelic. Almost. If it weren’t for the fact that she also looked pissed off as hell. It’s not fair that someone could look this hot and pissed off at the same time.

When I focused on her, she let go of my hand and was looking at me intensely. I hadn’t even made eye contact with her because I was nervous. I felt like I shrank even smaller under her gaze, even though I already physically had to look up at her. Well, anger is better than disappointment right? Fuck. What did I get myself into? Never lie to your best friend! I don’t know if there’s a higher power out there but Ganesh, Jesus, Buddha… Whoever the hell is out there, please help me!

*****

From Bee’s Eyes:

I could tell Irri was nervous, but I didn’t pity her for a second. This was her fault. She fucking lied to me when we were supposed to be past this juvenile shit! This supposed safety in our relationship felt violated. Ever since the kiss, she had pulled back from me. The funny thing was that I wanted her closer to me than ever. Well now, she had no choice. I literally cornered her so she couldn’t run away from me anymore. It was satisfying to be able to say that and have her right in front of me like this.

I don’t know if it was the drinks, our differences in heights, or my anger, but I felt a surge in power. I was towering over Irri and she was pressed against the wall. My eyes drifted over her cleavage for a moment and aside from the faint smell of cigarettes in the patio, I could also catch the scent of her perfume which was fresh as flowers but with a deeper root of something like cedarwood. And then, my eyes drifted to her lips, they were swollen from kissing. They looked soft, with hints of moisture from the shine. They were normally a light subtle rosy pink, but headed towards the redder spectrum. It looked like a combination of her rubbed off red lipstick and by how intensely she had been kissing that bitch. I could feel the blood rushing through my head as I tried to control my breathing. My heart was pounding and I just wanted to box her in and not let anyone else see her for the rest of the night. This doesn’t happen between us. We’ve always had a safe and open dynamic… Not this knife-cutting tension. And I definitely never checked her out like this before. At least not consciously.

I bit my lip and tilted my head down, meeting her eyes intently. She has beautiful hickory eyes which were so warm and almost made me want to let her off the hook. Especially with that worried and vulnerable expression: she’s my damn weak spot. She looked adorably sexy when she was nervous. It was like she was trying to keep herself from squirming and her shallow breathing had my eyes drifting to her chest…

I bit my lip harder. Snap out of it Bee. This is not the time. No wonder she got picked up by that bitch. Anyone would have been on her in seconds.

I was probably freaking her out from all of this blatant staring. My drunk thoughts were out of control and getting away from the bursa escort point! Irri owed me an explanation and it wasn’t just about tonight. This was about how she had been acting the past few weeks. Let her aspiring legal mind dig her way out of this one: I wanted answers and I was going to get them.

When I spoke, my voice came out low, controlled, albeit a bit rough, “First of all, it was fucking stupid that you didn’t tell me about whatever brought this on because you know I’m there for you one hundred percent. It feels like you didn’t trust me at all AND you pulled Amir into it by lying to him about me. But, I’m going to give you a chance to explain yourself…And I’m not just talking about what happened tonight, you know you owe it to me.”

“Bee… I know I didn’t handle things well…But when you say that this isn’t just about tonight… do you mean about our kiss as well?” I saw a hint of panic before Irri glanced away from me, which wasn’t how I wanted her to respond to that. It was like she was embarrassed about it when she had absolutely no reason to be. But, I was finally glad that she brought it up… and kind of hummed with pleasure that we had shared a kiss. That’s concerning.

Involuntarily, my fingers reached out and curled underneath her chin, bringing her eyes back to me. I don’t know what it was, but standing with her and looking at her like this brought out a side of me that usually doesn’t come out. I tried to ignore how smooth her skin felt under my fingers and the fact that they wanted to cup her face. Again, this felt different: we felt different. In general, I’m not a very serious person unless it’s called upon in the situation. And it takes a lot to really make me angry. But now, it felt like there was an intensity that I had never felt under these circumstances. A burn, and it wasn’t just throughout my body.

“I’m not talking specifically about the kiss… our kiss… but after it happened, you pulled back,” I emphasized, looking at her directly.

I knew she was trying to play dumb (which is hilarious considering how smart she is) as soon as the next words tumbled from her mouth, “What do you mean?”

“I know you think you’re so smooth when you avoid talking about yourself and try to make me talk about myself… but news flash; I don’t actually fall for that…” I said, as my eyes drifted over her face.

She seemed at a loss for words. At least now she wasn’t looking away. Those eyes gave me the calm I needed.

“…Irri, I let you get away with it because I figure that when you’re ready, you’ll come and talk to me. Not push me away or lie to me, but freakin’ talk to me!” She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment and then met mine again.

I didn’t realize how close we were standing, one of my hands was resting against the wall, as she pressed herself against the wall. It was as if we both needed the extra support.

Her voice was low, “Bee… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to lie to you. And I know I shouldn’t be surprised that you know my tricks with how I deal with things. I’ve just been… confused lately. And I didn’t want to confuse you along with me.”

Despite being frustrated, I let out a short laugh of disbelief, shaking my head, “Irri! For someone so smart you can be kind of dumb! If anyone knew anything about confused sexuality… I think I would be number one on your list!”

*****

From Irri’s Eyes:

I blushed hard. Fuck, she didn’t get the whole point. It also didn’t help that she had practically boxed me in against the wall. It was intoxicating. Everything about Bee… Her smile, her smell, and her body being so close to mine. I’m too fucking drunk and weak for this. And, to top it off, it was combined with this searing look on her face that made me want to just crumble underneath her. She had never looked at me like that, in fact she rarely ever looks like that.

This is why I didn’t want her here… How could I possibly look at other women if she was here? Bee wasn’t someone to experiment on or in front of. She’s the one who’s seen me ugly cry, the one who will veg out with me and not judge me when I look like a wreck, who’s laughed with me until I snorted out milk. I can’t go there. It’s not an option. It’s not.

Bee’s eye’s were searching mine, “Irri? You were zoning out on me again…” Her hand cupped my face, she looked worried now. Jeez, even when she’s pissed off at me, she still cares about every little fucking thing I’m feeling. It took everything I had not to close my eyes and lean into her caress.

I lightly gripped her wrist and escort bursa gave her an encouraging smile, “I know I should have gone to you about this. But… I don’t know, after I kissed you, I didn’t want you to think that I was confused about our friendship, about us.”

Bee’s smile faltered. See? I knew that she would have been worried about me wanting to kiss her! When she grinned, it didn’t quite reach her eyes, “Well if I had thought you were confused about us, then you making out with that vulture would have cleared that up, huh?”

I wanted it to reach her eyes. I wanted to make her laugh so I put on my best mock glare and narrowed my eyes, “Well you weren’t supposed to see that, and anyway if she’s a vulture, are you implying that I’m a carcass for the picking?”

Bee’s eyes had a twinkle in them but instead of just laughing, she smirked. She moved both of her hands on the wall behind me, which made me press back against the wall more to try and create a little more space for her to stand.

Bee let her eyes run slowly up and down my body that created more body heat than I thought I had. It was as if she was looking past my clothes and at my body. She then drawled out, “You’re certainly not a carcass, but something else for the picking…”

My cheeks flamed red “You asshole!” I pushed at her shoulder, trying to move her away. “You just wanted to make me blush…”

She grinned and laughed loudly, “I didn’t think you’d be this easy!”

I scowled at her, “I’m anything BUT easy lady.”

Bee wiggled her eyebrows at me, ” Oh it’s true, you’re a difficult one Irri…but the evidence from tonight contradicts that Ms. Lawyer in Training!”

Groaning loudly, I poked Bee in the side, “Why do you keep bringing that up anyway? You’re fixated on it! And hey…We never even talked about what YOU were doing here!”

Now Bee was the one who blushed, along with a squirm from my poke, “Well it looked like you were having fun… Besides, I’m the one doing the interrogating here!”

I shook my head, “Yeah, you’ve been playing big bad wolf tonight! That woman probably thought you were my jealous girlfriend with the look you had on your face!”

Bee just shrugged and avoided my eye contact for a moment, which let me actually take a full breath. And I’m not implying that the presence of my best friend would make me breathless. Okay, I totally am: so sue me. She waved her hand in the air and said loftily, “Girlfriend-shmirlfriend, this is the sacred bond of FRIENDSHIP. But maybe I felt a little possessive anyway…” her head tipped down, catching my eyes.

It seemed like they were pleading me to pick up what she was saying, to listen to her. It’s this look that I know with Bee when she wants to share something but needs some coaxing from me. Everything felt serious again, that feeling where you can’t help but suck in your breath at the intensity… The look in her eyes was like she was reaching for me. I was going to meet her halfway. There was tension too thick for a knife to cut, it needed a fucking machete if anything.

I grasped the hand that she had been waving, entwining my fingers with hers and held it to me, lowering my voice, “In what way?”

Bee’s eyes bore into mine, searching for something even though she was completely silent. And maybe I knew what that was…

“Bee…” I let out a soft breath; one that I wasn’t even aware that I was holding. Bee’s cheeks were rosy and she started to lean in closer to me. She hadn’t said a word, and she didn’t need to. Her eyes and movements were worth a novel. My heart beat felt like it was stumbling over itself.

My eyes were drawn to her mouth. Those mouth watering lips that she had just licked. Lips that I had kissed once before, and ones that I had dreamt about kissing. My whole body felt like it was tingling from the tips of my toes to the goose bumps on my arms. Tilting my head forward, my hand reached and curled around the nape of her neck. Her skin was hot, but I wasn’t sure if the heat radiated from my hand or from her skin. I was now short of breath. It felt like time had frozen, that we were under water and all I could hear was the sound of my own pulse racing.

Our mouths were close enough that I could taste her breath… A mix of alcohol and her favorite mints, I shivered. In all the years we had known each other, I had never felt my heart beat like this with her.

Bee’s eyes were locked onto mine and she raised an eyebrow ever so slightly, needing my reassurance to meet her halfway. Of course Bee would be the embodiment bursa escort bayan of chivalry, even in this situation. I nodded and a small smile tugged at my lips despite my pounding heart. Is it possible to be this on edge but feel so damn safe at the same time?

As I was about to feel her lips on mine, Bee suddenly leaned back and stepped away. I blinked rapidly and almost banged my head on the wall from Bee’s quick movements.

Behind her, was a short woman with a shock of red hair who was clearly oblivious to personal space. And even more maddeningly, she had invaded OUR space.

My eyes narrowed and my jaw clenched. Bee’s face filled with a mild panic as the woman pushed her way to see me.

“You’re Irri right?” She slurred, gripping Bee’s hand and leaning into her. “I was hoping I’d get a chance to meet you! Elizabeth, I mean Bee…” She grinned and winked at MY best friend,” …talked about you at dinner!”

Who the fuck was this? And Bee had dinner with her? That meant that I was fucking right about her being on a date. And she had neglected to tell me that fact.

So Bee had been on a date, and she was angry at me for being out here without telling her? She hadn’t even told me that she was dating again since the last girl she was with! Well, talk about NOT talking about things.

I felt a searing heat in my stomach as I glared at the woman who had just interrupted what was about to happen. Biting my lip hard, I managed to pluck a few words from the rage in my stomach, “Hi there, nice to meet you. I don’t think I got your name though..” I tried a smile which probably looked more like a grimace.

She smiled happily and started babbling on about her name and how Bee should have told me but apparently she forgave her because Bee was so cute and a great dancer and FUCK she talked a lot…

I did not have the attention span to listen to this. The reality was that Bee had omitted the fact that she had been on a date tonight. And, we had almost… YOU KNOW… while she was on a date with someone else!

I noticed that Bee had kind of shrunk back behind Dana and now she was the one who couldn’t keep eye contact. She took out her phone while Dana continued to blabber on and started to text someone. What a fucking coward! And she couldn’t even make the effort to look me in the eye. Instead, she was texting someone!

Maybe it was a good thing that Dana had interrupted when she did. This was clearly a mistake. CLEARLY. See? This is why I didn’t tell Bee, it just confused things between us. We had separate realms when it came to these things, that’s part of being best friends. You don’t mix business and pleasure. It just leads to embarrassment on both sides.

I mean, it wasn’t her fault that this had happened. We both drank tonight and each messed up in our own ways. If anything, it was a good reassurance that we’re better off keeping these separate realms. Alright, alright, I’ll stop being a chicken and actually say it. It’s better to not start anything romantic with her. Even if I was ready for a relationship, we weren’t a good fit for each other. See? I’m mature. I can handle this. No more confusion about me and this coward.

And now, it was time to make my escape! I was pretty sure Bee would see past this ruse, but I wasn’t in the mood to stick around and listen to Dana any longer. And, at this point, who cares what she thought anyway? I just wanted this night to end. I took out my phone to pretend that Amir had texted me and wanted to go home. The strange part was that Amir had literally just texted me telling me that he hoped I had a good rest of the night and that I worked things out with Bee AND to call him tomorrow.

My head shot up. What the fuck? Why did he text as if he had already left? Also, how did he know that she and I had things to work out? Slowly my eyes went to Bee’s, but she was already explaining to Dana that my ride had already left (without a word from me) and that she was going to give me a ride home. Bee apologized to Dana for cutting the night short, gave Dana a one armed hug, and grabbed my hand to pull me towards the back exit of the patio.

I was in disbelief. First, the coward doesn’t tell me she’s on a date. Then, she uses said date with said date’s incessant talking to text MY brother and get him to go home; effectively forcing me to get a ride with her when all I wanted to do was get into my bed and pretend that none of this had happened.

Well, if Bee thought she could pretend that things were fine and dandy then she would be in for surprise. I would not be the person who had almost shared a kiss with her. Maybe I should thank Dana for reminding me that this was not the best idea… and it wasn’t because I was jealous of Dana. Not. One. Bit.

I’m not gonna need luck on this one, everything is just peachy.

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Candy and Cindy, inseparable since childhood are destined for lesbian love in mind and spirit. They live within walking distances of CETI. In high school they dated boys mainly because it was the expected thing to do. They found most boys dull, unskilled in social graces, thinking with their cocks more than their brains. Many horny young boys grew noticeably hard when close to the gorgeous Candy and Cindy. The young women considered it funny and often burst into giggles, adding even more to guy frustration.

Candy is 5’6″, with beautiful shoulder length auburn hair, large deep brown eyes, luscious lips, a perfect nose, and to die for dimples. She repeatedly refused offers from talent agents promising big bucks for contact lens advertising. Her hour glass figure measures 35-22-36.

Cindy is equally adorable, 5’5″ and a 37-23-36 body. She is blonde with a peachy fair complexion and little patches of freckles around her nose. Because she burns quickly in the sun she spends a lot of money at high quality bronzer salons giving her a perfect all over tan she covers with sun screen. She has large blue eyes and also declines modeling offers.

Cindy is 4 weeks older than Candy. They turned 18 early in their senior year. As graduation grew closer everyone anxiously awaited the Senior Prom. They both declined invitations to run for prom queen because they new only one will win and could not bare the other losing. They accepted dates to the prom with two unlikely boys. The two were not considered a real catch by any of the girls but seemed safe, nice and polite.

The prom turned into a disaster for the two young girls. Neither was invited to a single dance with their dates. A good looking guy was slapped silly by his date when he asked Cindy to dance. They sat alone and miserable. Cindy placed her hand on Candy’s and said, “Let’s get the hell out of here.” As they exited they were approached by their long time friend and confidant Alexis, newly crowned Home Coming Queen. She kindly told them she was sorry but understood why they were leaving. She revealed that they had accepted dates from guys who only had eyes for each other. “We all foolishly expected them to behave differently tonight. I just leaned that a served caught the two in a secluded room sucking each other’s cock.”

They were incredulous and walked to Cindy’s house. They tossed the prom dress in the trash and changed into more comfortable outfits. They found long ago they wore the same size clothing. Feeling sexy they fitted their breasts into halter tops with no bra. They pulled on skin tight hot pants without panties and slipped into modest high heels. They joked that if things got too hot they would expose their camel toe. They applied deep red lipstick and black eye shadow. Their perfect skin never needed make up.

They took the first passing bus not caring where it was headed. They rang off at what appeared to be a night spot. They fittingly get off at the women only Club Sappho.

They passed ID muster with the burly greeter and entered to the blast of a live band playing The Door’s version of “Light my Fire.” The dance floor is crowded with girls dancing and gyrating to the music. The band changed to a slow tune and most girls danced tightly as humanly possible. Some hugged each other. Some fondled each other. Some just stood still and made out passionately. Cindy and Candy, excited seeing lesbian action for the first time, moved to the dance floor.

They danced slowly, hugging closely, gazing into the other’s eyes. They knew this place and this time were meant for each other. They danced every dance for the next two hours, fast or slow, graciously accepting requests from other ladies. After dancing with an older couple they accepted an invitation to join them at their table. Holly, a 5’7″ 35-23-36 brunette and Stacy, a 5’6″ 36-24-37 blonde are very kind and friendly and asked why they had not seen them before.

“It is our first time,” Cindy admitted.

“Be assured it will not be your last time,” Holly psomised. “Tell us about yourselves.”

Cindy and Candy took turns outlining their life long friendship and how bursa escort it turned for the worse earlier in the evening at their high school prom. “We did not know our dates are gay, “Cindy said. Holly bitterly remarked, “Some men, gay or straight, can be such assholes.” “And some women bitches,” Stacy added. They all laughed. Holly asked how long the two had been lesbian lovers. The two looked into each other’s eyes for a long moment.

“I would say since about right now.” Candy answered. Candy agreed, “Yes, right now and forever.”

“There is no better place or time for coming out.” “Holly suggested. Candy and Cindy moved closer hugging each other tightly. They passionately kissed each other for the first time feeling happier than ever. Holly and Sandy left them alone to explore the glory of lesbian love in private.

Many couples stopped by for brief moments wishing them well. In one way or another they all remarked on their incredible beauty. Candy and Cindy vowed to love and cherish each other forever. There destiny foretold a long happy life for the perfect pair.

Later in the evening Holly and Stacy invited the pair to their home. Cindy politely refused. “Look,” Stacy said kindly, “If you are to become true long time lovers, we can teach you things that will take you years to learn on your own. We are professional sex therapists and have helped countless lesbians, straights and bisexuals find their true orientation. We know and have taught many lesbians every technique in the book. We are both bisexual and have been together for 10 years. We love you and wish you would accept our help.”

“No charge” Holly added, smiling.

“We accept,” they said in unison. They often talked as one mind. It added to their charm.

Holly and Sandy’s home was modest yet elegantly furnished in French provincial décor. They invited the two young lovers to set together in a comfortable love seat. Their hosts excused themselves for a moment.

Candy and Cindy passionately kissed exploring and fondling each other.

Candy noticed the two return and stopped kissing Cindy. Holly and Stacy returned completely nude. Their beautify bodies, nice boobs and shaved pussies wetted the young girls appetite. Holly and Stacy stared, noticing their camel toes and very hot liquid running slowly down their legs. Their erect nipples showed thru their hatter tops. Holly undressed Cindy while Stacy undressed Candy.

Holly and Sandy initiated the action for the nest two hours. They tightly embraced the young lovers from behind. Candy and Cindy felt their juices pouring down their legs. Holly and Stacy cupped their breasts, fondled gently, and palm rolled their nipples. The older women massaged their necks and scalps. They massaged their shoulders, then their backs. They spent long minutes kissing and rubbing their asses. Candy and Cindy rained huge quantities of sticky sweet juices.

Holly and Sandy gently placed the two on their backs side by side. They gently licked up all the sweet juices. They sucked on every toe one at a time. The kissed their calves and thighs. They stopped short of kissing the two very hot pussies.

They leaned and kissed the two softly. Candy and Cindy loved their kisses. The lips were soft, the kisses gentle. Tongues gently probed allowing Cindy and Candy to respond at their own pace. Candy sucked Stacy’s tongue relishing the texture, swirling the saliva around her mouth. She stopped sucking, thrusting her tongue into Stacy’s hot mouth. Stacy closed her mouth around Candy’s lips and sucked hard. Candy thought she was kissing a vacuum cleaner and released gobs of saliva which Sandy swallowed with relish.

Holly and Cindy too were engaged in a tongue battle, swirling around jabbing and sucking, moaning into each other’s mouth. Cindy had never French kissed anyone and loved it. She held Holly’s head, ran her fingers thru her hair and rubbed he ears gently. Holly beamed with pride helping such a willing beauty into the lesbian world.

There was so more to teach. She nodded to Stacy and the two began the downward journey to a pair of lovely breasts. The two gently escort bursa sucked and tongued their nipples. The licked the tender flesh under the breasts. Moaning and gasping, Candy and Cindy held hands tightly. Belly buttons were probed. Holly and Stacy gently licked their thick hairy, throbbing, juice gushing pussies. Candy and Cindy luxuriated in the incredibly erotic sensations.

Stacy and Holly filed a basin with warm water. They applied a generous amount of shaving cream and gently removed every trace of hair from the two pussies and asses. They gently rubbed lotion on the sensitive skin and began to probe their pussies first with one then two fingers fucking the girls slowly. Cindy immediately arched her back moaning and groaning in pre-orgasmic ecstasy from the depths of her soul. Her orgasm shattered the quite with a howling squeal that scared her lover. Candy hugged her tightly. “Stay with me darling.” she pleaded. “Always” came the reply to a relived Candy. She turned to Holly and said simply, “My turn.” Holly fingered the fire hot Candy less then a minute. She came with a force the older pair had not seen in ages.

Oral loved continued as Stacy gently ate Candy. Holly munched on Cindy. Juices from two fresh pussies filled their mouths. The two young girls moaned with new pleasurable sensations. They came together for the second time. Stacy and Holly sucked in their juices. They tongued two of the cutest clitoral knobs they had ever seen. Candy and Cindy came again for the third time.

The sexy foursome rested. Candy and Cindy stretched out chest to chest on a long overstuffed leather sofa gently hugging and kissing. Stacy and Holly cuddled in each other’s arms on a large recliner. In a low voice Holly asked if either of them had ever had sex with guys. The two young women hugged each other tighter and started to cry. Holly and Stacy came to them gently wiping their tears away. After the two young girls regained their composer, Holly asked if they wanted to talk about it, assuring them they will feel better if they set free what brought them to tears.

Candy started the story:

“We have been very good friend since grade school. At 12 we vowed to be friends forever regardless of where our lives took us. Cindy’s mom is a retired fashion model. She is divorced but has a close circle of mostly women fiends. She has long since retired living well on the divorce settlement and the fortune she made modeling. We think she is gay or at lest bi. My parents are wonderful and happily married for 25 years. They are the image of what we hope for in our lives.

“When we both turned 18 we decided it was time to lose our virginity. Finding suitable dates seemed to be no problem. We were asked out all the time. We finally accepted the invitation from two twin boys Aaron and Alex (short for Alexander). We went to a movie, then to a secluded parking lot at the beach. I was cuddled up with Aaron on the front seat as he drove. Cindy was in the back making out with Alex. When we got to the beach they spread two large beach towels.

“Cindy and I were quickly undressed and pushed on our backs. The twins did not kiss us or engage in any kind or foreplay at all. They simply shoved their hard cocks deep into us. We both screamed as our hymens tore open. The idiots thought it was screams of ecstasy. As they continued to fuck us our blood started to ooze out. “My God” Aaron yelled “My bitch is on the rag.” “Mine too” Alex replied. They called us disgusting tramps, slapped us really hard, got up and left us frightened and alone.

“We ran to the water, cleaned ourselves as best we could, dressed and hitched a ride to Cindy’s house. Her mom, Gabby was home. She knew we were suffering and calmed us with gentle hugs. We told her what had happened. She gave us ice packs for our brushed cheeks. “Get some rest girls. Cindy’s bed is big enough for both of you.” We cried each other to sleep and vowed never to trust and above all never to have sex with any guy.”

“We managed to extract a bit of justice. When we told our friend Alexis about it, she black listed Alex and Aaron. They never dated any bursa escort bayan girl in our school and even missed out on the prom.”

“It serves those assholes right!” Sandy exclaimed.

“Yes indeed,” Holly agreed. “However there are times when even lesbians want a good fuck. Stacy and I have found a lot of good caring men who work hard to please. A real man gives as much or more pleasure than he receives.

“He understands that women are not limited in their orgasms and will continue sex after his orgasm until she is completely satisfied. This mutual satisfaction is the basic tenant of out counseling straight and bi men and women.”

“Holly and I would love to show you how a good a fuck.”

“Please do!” they both asked.

They moved to the master bedroom. Holly and Stacy searched their toy chest and found two strap-on dildos, the shape, texture and size of real 9″ cocks. They nudged the girls on their backs and slowly began making sweet love the way all women desire, Holly with Candy and Stacy with Cindy.

The women kissed passionately losing track of time, driving the beautiful young girls into a crazed state of boundless ecstasy. Candy and Cindy reached unimaginable heights. Stars danced magically to closed eyes. The older woman’s kisses electrically charged their entire being. Their pussies were on fire, their juices hot. They wrapped their legs tightly around the older women. Hot sweet nectar gushed from four super charged pussies.

Holly and Stacy moved in carefully orchestrated movements crafted over their many years making love to hundreds of women. They knew exactly how to respond to the most subtle signals from their lovers.

As the deep soul kissing continued, Holly caressed Candy’s breasts. Stacy fondled Cindy. Candy moaned deeply as Holly pressed her tender lips to her breasts cupping one in each hand. Stacy kissed and licked down to Cindy’s breasts. She licked from her neck thru her valley to her navel and back again over and over again. “Ooooohhhhh,” Cindy moaned and tightly gripped Candy’s hand. They looked at each other and turned to kiss fervently. Their lips remained locked as Holly and Stacy lavished their breasts. The experienced couple sucked Candy’s breasts. Holly tweaked Cindy’s nipples. After feasting on Candy they moved to Cindy gently sucking her nipples while Stacy tweaked Candy’s nipples.

They fastened the strap on dildos and allowed Candy and Cindy to feel the life like texture. “Suck it if you want.” Holly told them. Both opened wide and eagerly engulfed it half way down. It felt good. They promised to add one to their toy collection. They stopped sucking after several minutes. “Please fuck us now,” both begged.

Holly slowly entered Candy while Stacy entered Cindy. They young pussies were incredibly tight. Only the continual flow of their juices allowed easy penetration. A little pain gave way to pleasure. Holly and Stacy gradually increased the pace. They stood and pulled the two pussies to the edge of the bed.

Moving their hips only they fucked Candy and Cindy with blinding speed. The reached simultaneous orgasm followed by a multi-orgasmic rage. They ejaculated long streams of clear tangy liquid. Holly and Stacy removed their cocks and expertly caught most of the first two shots and swallowed down the juicy essence they loved. Three more covered their bodies. The fragrant aroma only women make filled the room. It added fuel to the fire burning deep within the finely tuned ecstasy evident in all four women.

Holly and Stacy kissed Candy and Cindy’s pussies and sucked out the remaining ejaculate. They finished the night locked in side by side 69s. Holly ate Cindy while Stacy ate Candy. After each reached orgasm they exchanged partners.

Candy and Cindy’s first 69 ended in raging orgasm as sunlight peeked over the horizon welcoming in a new day and a new lifetime for the ecstatic lovers.

Thanks to Holly and Stacy they confidently moved forward never hiding their love or sexual orientation. In college, their charm and humility earned admiration from an increasing number of friends and casual lovers.

They had always known deep in their subconscious and in their hearts they would eventually become lovers and were amused that it came sooner than expected because of the two gay men they dated at the Senior Prom. Seldom had a sour date turned out so sweet.

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She came back into the locker for the third time in about 5 minutes. I wondered if she had lost something – but she did not appear to be looking for something she looked like she was searching for someone. I had just put the last of my clothes in my locker and grabbed my towel, when my hair clip fell on the floor. I bent over to pick it and flipped my long blonde hair forward and twisted it quickly.

I heard a soft whistle from behind me and glanced over my shoulder to see what the fuss was all about. With my hands still clipping my hair high up on my head so that I could slip a bathing cap over it, I saw the woman that had been searching the locker room was now staring at me.

She was an elegant looking woman about 30, with shoulder length ebony hair. Her skin was a creamy complexion; it almost glowed under the lights. The navy blue bikini hugged her like a lovers touch. Her green eyes were sparkling as she glanced over my body from head to toe.

“Can I help you”, I asked trying to break the tension that had settled in the air between us.

“I certainly hope so. I seemed to have lost my cell phone. I was hoping my friend was still in here and that she could help me find it, but she has left.” The shapely woman said in a husky voice. “My name is Sarah.” She said as she extended her hand to me.

“Kelly.” I replied and shook her hand.

“Are you here for the therapy pool or the lap pool?” Sarah inquired.

“I always start with the lap pool then the head over to the therapy pool and finish in the hot tub.”

“Same her, but there is a birthday party going on in the lap pool. One of the physical therapist’s 8 year old daughter has about 30 of her closest friends in there. They have the pool for another 30 minutes One of the perks of working here I guess.”

“If you need to use my phone, here it is.” I reached into my locker grabbed it. I held it out to her.

“Thanks.” Sarah took my cell and dialed in a number. The phone beeped once, Sarah glanced down at the screen and it showed no service. “Damn, no signal. bursa escort Do you mind if I head out to the hallway make the call?”

“No, I don’t mind. Give me a second and I will go with you.” I said as I shut the locker and grabbed up my towel.

As we headed out to the hall and, I wrapped my towel around my waist. The hallway separated the training areas from the therapy areas. The pools were connected to a hospital. Lots of different people came here everyday. I saw a few people I knew from work and waved hello. Sarah was talking on the phone looking out the window. She looked upset.

She walked back over to me, “Here is your phone back. My idiot friend has my phone in her purse. She is at her boyfriend’s house. She said she would be here in awhile. But since she is connected at the hip to him I bet I don’t see her for hours.”

“Well since you are stuck here, you might as well swim. That will pass a time quicker than sitting outside waiting.”

I walked over to my locker and slipped my cell phone into my bag. I felt Sarah’s breathe on my neck as she whispered, “I have a better idea.”

Sarah ran her tongue along the shell of my ear, gently nipping at the lobe. Her warm tongue and cool air in the locker room made for wonderful sensations. She took my hand and turned me to face her and kissed me deeply. Our tongues danced together. Sarah made whimpering sounds as I cupped her breast in my hand. Her nipples instantly grew rigid.

“There is something I have always wanted to do.” I said as I pulled her over to the Jacuzzi bubbling in the corner. We stepped in carefully hand in hand. I led her over to the edge and sat her down. “I have always wanted to get fucked in a here, but no men allowed in the women’s locker room. This is the next best thing”

I untied the strings on Sarah’s bikini bottom and pulled it off of her. The crotch stuck to her slit for a moment. I tugged and it revealed a smoothly shaved pussy that was already wet with her juices. I smiled at Sarah and sat down in the water and gently spread her escort bursa legs wide.

Her slit stuck out just waiting to be sucked, her slit was open slightly and I could see a pearl of cream at the opening. Her rosebud of an ass winked at me. I knew that this was going to be fun. I spread her pussy lips wide and stiffened my tongue and pushed it into her waiting channel. Her cream was thick and sweet. I fucked her with my tongue while my hands rubbed her ass from below.

I could feel her ass muscles contract in my hands, and I decided to test the limits. I licked her like a Popsicle from asshole to clit and I heard her moan. I did it again, pausing on her asshole and I felt her shake. I squeezed her ass and then took one finger and stuck it far in her pussy, as it would go. I pulled it out and showed her my finger coated with her cream. Still looking in her eyes, I rubbed it over ass, pushing slightly. She gasped for breath each time I pushed harder. The heat from the water was making me sweat; the jets under my ass were making me squirm. I moved my ass slightly so that a jet was blowing bubbles right on my pussy.

I stuck my finger back in her pussy and pulled out more cum, and then I inserted the sip of my finger in her ass and broke eye contact and sucked hard on her clit. Sarah threw head back and moaned as more of my finger disappeared in her ass. I ran my tongue all over her pussy. Up and down, side to side, in and out. I fucked her ass with my finger and fucked her pussy with my mouth. Sarah started to shake and whimper and I knew that she was going to cum all over my mouth. I moved my asshole over the water jet and started to shake too.

We both came hard, our moans bouncing off the walls in the locker room. I could feel her ass gripping my finger so that it was locked in tight. I could feel her pussy contracting from above. Cum dripped off my chin and melted in the swirling water. Some of her juices slid down onto my finger. I licked her clit lightly till she stopped shaking.

As Sarah calmed down she looked at bursa escort bayan me and smiled. She bent over me and kissed her juices off my face. I slid my finger slowly from her ass and I felt her gasp again. “That was amazing!”

“Your turn.” Sarah said. She took my hand and led me out of the whirlpool and over to the changing area. She started me off with my towel that I had placed on the bench earlier. As she dried off shoulder, she removed the straps to my swimsuit. She pulled down my suit to reveal my breasts. She dropped the towel and squeezed nipples and slightly twisted them. This brought a moan to my lips.

After she removed my suit completely, she gently laid me back on the wooden bench between the rows of lockers and grazed her hands down my torso. The contrast of her warm hands and coldness of the bench just helped to over load my senses.

Once I was completely laid back Sarah immediately went to work on my clit. I knew that it would not take me very long to cum. She gave my pussy the same workout I gave hers. She moved her tongue in a figure eight pattern and at the center of the figure was my clit. She placed two fingers in my pussy and began sawing them in and out of me.

As I started to shake, she quit licking my clit for a moment and started rimming my ass. I went wild. My pussy was pouring out cream and I could feel it pooling beneath ass. Sarah used the fluids to coat a finger. She had my ass so wet that there was no resistance at all when she slid a finger knuckle deep in my ass.

The way her fingers had worked both of my holes over had me on the edge of ecstasy again. I shouted out loud as I came for again. Sarah raised her head and I could see my juices dripping off her chin and glistening on her lips. I rose up and cupped her face in my hands and gently kissed her lips tasting myself.

As we held each other, kissing gently, I heard my cell phone ring inside my locker. I walk on unsteady legs and grabbed my phone. It was Sarah’s friend. She was on her way over to get her. I handed the phone to Sarah and she told her friend that we would be waiting.

Sarah looked at me and said, “You will like Jenny and her boyfriend Mike. Lets get dressed and have some fun.”

I knew by the look in her eyes that I would not be dressed for very long.

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