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We had put away a bottle of wine, me and my girlfriend Deb, and were feeling pretty loose. Suddenly Deb had this wicked shit-eating grin on her face. I knew the slut real well; I knew she was going to ask or say something real nasty.

“Okay, Bridget,” she said with a smirk, “you know how last time we got drunk you asked me to tell you the dirtiest, nastiest thing I’d ever done and I told you about that time I got together with this couple and the wife straps on a big one and I do her and her husband, do ’em both. How I sucked their two cocks, his and her dildo, and took ’em in my pussy and my ass? Remember all that shit?”

“How the fuck could I forget it, Deb,” I said, remembering how I was rubbing my pussy raw as Deb told me that story. By the time she was done telling me it we were both wet and dripping, beating off and feeling real, real good.

“Well tonight it’s your turn, Bridget,” Deb insisted, “tonight you gotta tell me the nastiest thing you ever done or seen.”

I thought about it for less than a sec; I knew just what particular encounter I’d be describing for Deb. It happened a couple of weeks ago, and it was really gonna make her jaw drop.

“You know Kenny, right?” I said, “my boyfriend?”

“Yeah, sure. That hot, good-looking stud. And you’re always making me envious, Deb, tell me what a big dick he’s got.”

I smiled, taking a sip from my glass, giving her a coy smile.

“Well Kenny’s not only got himself a big dick, he loves big dicks?”

Deb’s eyes went wide.

“What do you mean?”

“Well pretty soon after we started going out, Kenny told me he was bi, that he used do it with guys a lot. He just thought I should know.”

“No shit!” Deb said, suddenly very interested.

“Well not only did I not mind, but it sorta turned me on to hear it, and I used to joke how someday I’d love to see him mess with a guy, you know suck a guy’s dick, fuck a guy, shit like that,” I said. “And I wasn’t joking either. I really did have this real craving to watch some of that hot guy-guy stuff he used to tell me about.”

“This sounds like it’s gonna be very interesting,” Deb said, taking a sip.

“Well one day we decide to go to this bar where a lot of bi guys and chicks go to drink, just on a lark, but thinking maybe we’d pick us up a guy and take him home with us. Then we see these two great looking studs sitting at the bar. Smooth, lanky, fit types, real lookers.”

“What happened! What happened?” Deb said, really keen now to hear it all.

“Well, to make a long story short I felt really brazen and walked up to the guys, telling them my boyfriend digs guys and would they feel like going home with us and maybe having some fun. Didn’t take much convincing. A couple of minutes later, they were following us to my place in their car.”

“Holy shit! This is gonna be good, I just know it,” Deb said, licking her lips.

“We got right into,” I continued, “we ripped off our clothes and right away the four of us were stark naked. I’m feeling real feisty, like this was my idea and I’d be running the show, so I tell the two studs to get up on the bed on all fours, next to each other, and to stick their bottoms out for us.”

“Oh man!” Deb sighed.

“Anyway, these were two great looking, sleek guys, with gorgeous, smooth and muscled bottoms, the kind of male ass you could die for.”

“Shit, I love a good looking male ass.”

“Me too, and these two studs had themselves a pair of beauties. And up front they were unbelievably impressive. The second they got their clothes off, they were already rock hard, and they both had themselves really huge, thick, and very, very stiff dicks. I even pulled out a tape measure and checked ’em both out, and both of them carried more than nine big inches. Kenny, my boyfriend’s real hung himself, eight thick ones. But these two dudes were even better endowed than him.”

“Oh fuck, taksim escort I can’t believe it, all that fuckin’ huge cock!”

“Yeah, but right now it was not cock, but male ass I had my mind on, and Kenny too, the both of us eyeballing those two dudes, up on all fours like two male sluts showing off their rugged bottoms, askin’ for it. Kenny’s staring at those male asses like his eyes were a pair of lasers, really eyeballing them as he stroked his dick, big and rock hard now as he took in the view.”

“More, more! What happened next?” Deb begged.

” ‘I wanna see you rim’ em, baby, I wanna see you lick those two assholes’, I purred at him, knowing he had loved to lick male ass. He had told me as much

“So now he gets behind them, looking back at me, lickin’ his lips like the lewd slut he can sometimes be. And then he just digs in, holding one guy’s cheeks wide open, exposing his cute male butthole, and then pressing his face into that wedge, snaking his tongue right into the guy’s hole. I’m strummin’ my pussy like a maniac by this time, hissing at Kenny to ‘lick that ass, to rim him like he fuckin’ means it.’ And he just slurps away, eating himself some tight male ass while the dude whose asshole he’s licking is moaning and groaning and pushing his butt back against Kenny’s hot tongue.”

“You’re freakin’ me out with this shit.”

“So he rims one asshole, then the other one, the two studs just lovin’ it, loving Kenny go back and forth tonguing their hot male asses. Us chicks, we got pussies and assholes. Studs, they have dicks, but as far as holes go, buttholes are all they got and these bi guys like to make the most of ’em.”

“You’re so fuckin’ nasty, Bridget,” Deb chuckled.

“As he’s lickin’ them he’s reach around to manhandle their big cocks, fisting the thick shafts and really makin’ them feel good between his wet tongue and his two hands, and Kenny knows how to use his hands and fingers. Believe me, I know. Then he tells the two guys to turn around and kneel by his face. Now me and Kenny are staring at two huge cocks, hard as steel and as thick as your wrist, Deb.”

Deb looked down at her wrist and purred appreciatively.

“Now Kenny’s starts sucking their dicks, first one, then the other, going back and forth, just like he did when he licked their assholes. And get this, Deb. While he’s suckin’ those cocks he reaches under their balls and works two stiff fingers up the two assholes he’s just been licking.”

“Oh, fuck! I wish I had been there to see it!”

“I’m looking right into Kenny’s eyes with his mouth wide, wipe open, his lips wrapped around some amazingly thick cock. I mean I had him suck my strap-on a couple of times, but now he was sucking the real thing, his mouth stuffed with thick, stiff male meat. Then Kenny tells the guys to turn around and stick out their bottoms again. He turns to me and asks me to hand him the lube. Shit, my heart skips a beat ’cause I know exactly what he’s got in mind. So I hand him the lube and he digs into the jar for a big scoop, slapping some into one stud’s crack, then the other’s, spreading the grease over each of their assholes and then working some more in with his fingers. I’m tellin’ you, Deb, that was so fuckin’ hot, seeing him do that.”

“I bet!” Deb said, playing with her pussy, listening intently as her girlfriend, too, idly played with her pussy while continuing her story.

“Now after he’s greased them he looks back at me and asks me to come up and spread some lube over his cock, giving me a nice big dirty, sexy smile. Shit! I jump right to it, spreading a nice coat of slick lube over Kenny’s thick, hot log, as hard now as a steel pipe. Then he asks me to take his cock in my hand and work it into one of the stud’s assholes. Damn, I’m so fuckin’ turned on by all this that my hand is just about trembling as I press the tip of his topkapı escort cock against that cute dude’s slick and exposed asshole. Now Kenny does the rest, taking hold of the guy’s hips and slowly sliding his cock right up his ass, fuckin’ him. I can’t even blink, I am so blown away by what I’m watching, seeing my boyfriend fuck another guy up the ass. And while he’s fucking the one dude, he’s workin’ two, three fingers up the other’s stud’s asshole, reaming him out.”

“Holy fuckin’ shit!”

“So he fucks one, then he fucks the other, and all the time I’m looking at Kenny’s cute muscled ass pumping away as he slams his dick inside the two studs. The view is just too much for me, Deb. So I scamper over to the bed, get behind Kenny, spread him wide open and start lickin’ his ass while he keeps pumpin’ and fuckin’. He’s groaning and moaning, just loving it, my tongue in his ass, his cock up a cute dude’s bottom. I give him a nice slow rim job, and then I start fingering his ass, so he’s got something up there too. Three hot male assholes, all getting reamed.”

“Oh shit, how did he keep from cummin’?”

“Kenny’s got great control and there was a lot more sucking and fucking to do before anyone was gonna cum. And now I wanted to see something else. Hell, Kenny agreed that I could run the show and decide who’d do what to who. We got it all started by getting the guys up on their knees and having Kenny lick their asses and suck their cocks and fuck them. So now I tell Kenny to pull out and back off and have the guys turn around. I point at his cock and tell ’em to get down and suck it some more.”

“Wow! And they did?” Deb asked, strumming away

“Oh yeah, they were a pair of real sluts, just like Kenny. So then I tell Kenny to get up on all fours and stick his sexy ass out for all of us. He gets up on the bed and sticks it out, showing off his asshole like a tomcat in heat, the two guys staring down, their eyes glazed, fisting their oversized cocks. I told them to get down behind him and take turns licking Kenny’s ass, and they couldn’t have been happier, lapping away at his cute little hole, Kenny moaning, really hot and turned-on. Then I had one of the guys keep licking and had the other kneel in front of Kenny’s face and told Kenny to suck his cock. Man he really wrapped his lips around that thick cock like he was starvin’ for the taste of male meat again!”

“I can’t fuckin’ believe what you’re telling me, Bridget.”

“You better believe it, ’cause it’s all true. So this one guy’s lickin’ Kenny’s ass while Kenny’s giving the other guy a blow-job and reaching behind his balls and fingering him, fingering the same ass he’s just fucked. I mean, you should have seen it, Deb, it was so fuckin’ hot. Three guys, lickin’, suckin’ fuckin’. Then I told the guy to pull his tongue away and I stepped up to lube Kenny’s ass. God, I love slapping grease into his hot hole and rubbing it in, working inside with a couple of fingers. I do that to him when I use a strap-on. Now I was getting him ready for the real thing.”

“The real thing! Shit, I sure like the sound of that.”

“Then I took hold of the guy’s cock and worked it into Kenny’s crack, helping to ease his thick nine inches of steely male meat right up Kenny’s hot, lubed hole, Kenny pushing back on it, hungry for a cock up his ass, just beggin’ to be fucked like a cock-crazed slut. I loved the way his asshole suddenly stretched wide as the guy forced it in, so fucking thick, Kenny’s asshole really wrapped around that cock like a stretched rubber band.”

“Damn, Bridget! I love the way you come up with these images.”

“Now the guy starts really pounding it into him, really fucking Kenny up the ass while at the other end Kenny is taking his buddy’s cock in his mouth and down his throat, sucking him down, Kenny’s own cock so fuckin’ stiff and bobbing up tuyap escort and down as the guy behind him hammers it into his bottom. I let him fuck Kenny for a while and then tell him to pull out and change places with his buddy, the guy Kenny was sucking now getting behind him and working his cock up his ass while Kenny starts sucking the other guy’s hot cock, the one that had just been fuckin’ him.”

“Oh man, oh man, oh shit! That is freaky!”

“The guy who’s fucking Kenny? I watch his ass pumping in and out and I can see his asshole, all slick and raw and open from gettin’ fucked by Kenny before. And now I just can’t help myself as I get behind and start licking him, rimming the open hole of that well-fucked asshole of his, working my tongue inside. And with my hand I reach under his balls to feel him fuck Kenny, running my finger along the rim where his cock is saying a big nasty hello to Kenny’s open asshole. Shit! That was really turning me on, Deb.”

“I wish I’d been there to see it.”

“If you had been, you coulda had yourself a lick and feel.”

“Shit, I would have, too!”

“The next thing I did was tell the guy Kenny was sucking to turn around and stick out his ass as I helped position them so that Kenny could slide his cock up the guy’s ass again and keep fucking him while the guy’s buddy kept on fucking Kenny. I knew he’d really been wanting to try that, fuckin’ a guy while another guy fucked him. Now you know, Deb, I loved watching all this shit, but I wasn’t going to just watch. Nope. I made my way in front of the guy Kenny was fuckin’ and leaned down to suck his big, thick nine inch cock.

“Mmmmmmh, fuck! That makes hungry, hearin’ you say that.”

“Yeah, I’m sucking his dick while Kenny is fucking him and taking it up the ass from the other stud. The guys are groaning and sighing, loving all that hot hard dick inside them and those tight clenching assholes wrapped around their dicks. I’m even reaching while I’m sucking to where Kenny is pumping his cock up the guy’s ass, copping a nice feel of cock and ass. Damn, we were one busy foursome, me and the three guys.”

“I shoulda been there; I could’ve helped, Bridget.”

“Yeah, there was plenty to share, Deb. Then I hear Kenny’s voice, talking to me, ‘oh baby, I can feel his cock throbbing inside me, he’s cummin’, cummin’ in my ass.’ He’s saying this to me while I’m sucking cock. And then out of nowhere the guy I’m sucking blasts off, and I mean blasts off, really shooting in my mouth, really popping this unbelievable load. And as I’m suckin’ him off I hear Kenny just about howl, and I know he’s unloading, deep inside the ass of the guy who’s flooding my mouth with his load.”

“Holy fucking shit!”

“The guy who unloaded first, the guy who was fucking Kenny, now pulls out of him and Kenny reaches back with a hand to grab his cock just as I’m coming up for air, my mouth filled with cum. And Kenny takes that cock that just fucked his ass and gives it one big last suck. I love the fuckin’ slut! I look at Kenny now after he lets go of the guys’ cock and let a little bit of cum spill out of the corners of my lips. I got a whole pool of it filling my mouth. And then I bring my lips up to Kenny’s, looking straight in his eyes as I kiss him, our lips separating, the cum spilling from my mouth into his, hot and wet and sticky and thick.

I fuckin’ loved doing that, sharing a mouthful of cum with Kenny.”

“You two are such a pair of sluts.”

“The next thing Kenny does, after pulling his lips from mine, is to get behind the stud he just fucked and hold him wide open, both of us looking at that open, fucked asshole of his. And now get this, Deb, Kenny leans down and, lookin’ right at me, starts lapping up his own cum as it slowly spills out of the stud’s ass.”

“Oh shit, I can’t fuckin’ believe it!

“I almost lost my mind watching that, strumming my clit like a maniac as now I got behind Kenny and started slurping up the cum that was leaking out of his ass, both of us loudly slurping cum as it spilled out of two well-fucked male assholes, me reaching down between my legs and getting myself off so nicely as I just kept lappin’ away, lapping up every drop of cum spilling out of Kenny’s hot, sexy, well-fucked ass.”

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He switched the mobile to speaker phone and I heard a grating northern voice.

“So you’re enjoying yourself, you dirty little girl. Can’t wait for your Daddy’s cock. Well, your Uncle Ted is on his way to see you and is bringing another hard cock to service that tight little cunt you keep between those sexy bum cheeks. You’re a hot little bitch. I may only rate you seven out of ten but you’re hot enough to drag me out of the station. You better make sure your pretty mouth and tight cunt make my trip worthwhile. Your Uncle Ted can make you very sorry if you don’t””

I heard this vile man with growing horror. There was something unspeakable about that voice. It had a chilly, sneering, gloating quality that acted on me like a cold douche. As I listened, the erotic daze in which I had succumbed to Daddy moments before washed out of me and left me shuddering with a fearful recognition of my utter helplessness.

I was completely vulnerable, sprawled naked, legs spread wide, a monstrous cock rearing up between my thighs, in the lap of this terrifying man who had so tormented and humiliated me. And now a second man, the owner of this cruel sneering voice was on his way to violate me.

As the voice grated and sneered on, describing what he would do to me, a panic fear seized me.

“No!” I cried out, “No! No!” I screamed at the top of my voice. “I don’t want this! Let me go home! Let me go! I want to go home!” I struggled wildly to get away. But Daddy’s brawny arm had closed around me and held me pinioned against his chest imprisoning both my arms in its tight orbit. I could only futilely flail my legs.

“Well, Ted,” he said his voice level and informative, “you’ve really got her going. I’ve not seen her so excited. I think she wants you to spank her. Is that right, girl?” he asked and stuck his tongue in my ear. “You want your Uncle Ted to put you over his knee and really punish that plump rump of yours?”

“I don’t! I don’t!” I shouted squirming in his tight grasp and kicking my legs as I struggled to get away.

“You should see her Ted. She’s putting on quite a show. All this wriggling and writhing in my lap is keeping my cock at full stretch. The little slut sure knows what she’s doing”

“Don’t let her wear herself out, Jack. I’d like a bit of that spitfire stuff left for me.”

Daddy’s mouth was against my ear again. “Tell your Uncle Ted you like it rough”

They were making cruel fun of me and I couldn’t bear it. I shouted and screamed to drown out their mocking voices, but could not prevent fragments penetrating my consciousness.

“… see who makes her squeal the loudest …

… in the little bitch’s cunt within the hour …

… make her beg for my cock …

… wants you to give her a good going over …

… a real wriggler, wait till you get her bum on your lap.”

I must have become so hysterical with terror that I passed out.

I came to myself still gasping and sobbing, but calmer. I was sitting cross-wise in Daddy’s lap, my legs over one of the arms of the chair and Daddy’s arms around me. He was petting me in the way one calms a nervous horse

“There now, girl, calm yourself, Daddy’s holding you. You got overexcited.”

His voice now was deep, calm, soothing nothing like it had been before. The touch of his big hands was gentle, comforting. I began to breathe normally again and stopped sobbing.

“Now tell Daddy what upset you.” He sounded kind and concerned.

“That man,” I said, “I don’t want him. Please, I really don’t.” I was getting overwrought again.

“Uncle Ted. Well he isn’t coming. When you were so upset and out of it I told him it was no go. He didn’t like it, but now he’s on his way home.” He stroked my hair Demetevler Escort reassuringly.

“Now, it’s just you and me, Daddy and his little girl.” He pressed me to him, cuddling me.

He was so transformed from what he had been earlier that I found myself able to say, “Please, I don’t want this any more. I don’t want to be your little girl. I want to go home.” It was an effort not to call him Daddy.

“And go home you shall, baby. Just rest quiet now like this a while.

And I did rest. Perhaps I was exhausted by my struggles and all that had preceded them. I was so soothed, held like a child on Daddy’s lap, that I fell asleep.

When I awoke it took me a moment to realise where I was and to remember all that had happened. I was naked held by his strong arms in the lap of this man who had so tormented and humiliated me. Yet I was feeling warm and safe and comforted.

“Better now, little one?” He asked.

“Yes, thank you. Was I asleep?”

“Not for long, about ten minutes.” He stroked my hair.

I couldn’t understand how he had become this reassuring fatherly figure. I asked “Why were you so cruel to me before?”

“Daddy wasn’t being cruel. He was giving you the kind of treatment you asked him for. But Daddy can be kind, can be gentle, like this. And to prove it, why don’t you let your Daddy give you a little pleasure before he drives you back to town?”

His hand slid caressingly down over my belly to my penis, which lay on my thighs and he began to stroke it.

“There, isn’t this nice?” he murmured in my ear. “Don’t you like Daddy’s strong big hand playing with you?”

Almost at once my penis began to stiffen under his caressing fingers. It was pleasant, exciting but soothing at the same time and I felt I was in control, that I was allowing him to do this.

“That’s nice isn’t it? He murmured. “You like a real man’s hands on you, don’t you, baby?” And he took hold of my hardening penis and pulled the foreskin back and ran his thumb over the head. His other hand reached a nipple, squeezing and pulling gently at it

I whimpered, shutting my eyes and giving way to the pleasure of his caresses.

“That’s it my pretty,” he crooned. “Daddy knows what you need. Oh, you’re such a girl, so feminine, spreading your thighs for me.”

And unconsciously I had spread them, and his hand slipped down between them and a finger stroked my perineum.

“Lie back, relax, and let Daddy play with you.” And I found myself stretched across his lap, my back against one arm, of the armchair. I could feel his cock hardening under my bottom. My thighs were spread and raised so that my legs hooked over the other arm. And his hand, that insidious caressing hand had slipped down between my parted thighs stroking me. I moaned as it moved lower and a finger began to caress my anus, running around it but not entering it. His other hand, freed now from holding me against him, took hold of my penis and began to pet it. I moaned again and writhed with pleasure.

“There now,” he said, “Daddy’s little girl is getting hot and bothered. Daddy knows what gets her going.”

Then while he gently caressed my penis with one hand, holding it and running his thumb over the head, now wet with precum, the forefinger of his other hand playing at my anus began to press gently against the opening, pushing, entering a little way, withdrawing, pushing in again.” I whimpered and moaned as I moved my hips trying to capture the tormenting finger, but as I moved it always withdrew.

“Please,” I begged, “please, Daddy, please.”

“What do you want, girl? Does Daddy’s girl want me to stop?” His fingers ceased their insidiously seductive Otele gelen escort movement and drew away.

Bereft, I opened my eyes and encountered his deep dark-eyed gaze staring down at me. “Please,” I begged, lifting my hips, writhing, trying to find those teasing delighting fingers again.”

“What do you want, girl? Tell me,” he said his eyes insistently holding mine, “Do you want to go home now or are you Daddy’s girl?” And for a moment his fingers returned to my anus and resumed their caressing arousing motion before withdrawing again.

“Tell me what you want. Home now or be Daddy’s girl? ” he ordered.

“Please,” I said, “Daddy’s girl. I want to be Daddy’s girl.” I didn’t want to say it, I heard myself saying it. My body said it, my desire said it.

His eyes, still looking down into mine took on a mocking glint and he laughed as his fingers went back to their seductive work. “You see,” his voice tinged with contempt, “once a man gets his hands on you, you’re lost. You’re like all sissy girls, brainless. You think with your cunt.”

He slid a finger inside me, and I gasped as he began to work it in and out. His other hand slid up to my tits. Mounding one in his hand he squeezed the nipple and I whimpered. He was still staring down at me and I could not free my eyes from his gaze.

“Yes girl, you’re learning what you really are. A minute under a real man’s hands and you’re this helpless, moaning, needy slut. You’re really just a piece of cock-hungry female flesh.”

I heard his demeaning, humiliating words, but I could not help myself. I was writhing and pushing back against his thrusting finger.

He reached out to the little table behind me and took something from it and brought it to my penis. I felt a flow of something cold that ran down between my legs.

“I want you really wet. Daddy needs to open his little bitch up, get her ready for his big hard cock. A second finger slid into me and I felt how they turned and twisted as they fucked in and out of me. A third finger joined them and I cried out as it pushed its way in. “Yes,” he said. “Your heart’s desire will hurt you.” “But this is nothing. Wait till you feel my cock.”

As he spoke, his other hand began to stroke my penis, which was stiff and slippery with lubricant. The pain now mixed with pleasure as I adjusted to his thrusting fingers. Now they were delighting me as they moved smoothly in and out of me. I moaned and thrust my hips to meet them.

“D’you want Daddy to make you come, make this big girly clit make cummies.” As he spoke he speeded up his fucking fingers to match the hand on my penis.

I felt a magical mounting pleasure and then with a scream and an ecstasy so sharp it hurt I came. Daddy milked me spurting my cum onto my belly as I writhed, crying out “Oh my God! Oh Daddy! Oh! Oh!”

He scooped the cum off my belly and wiped my face with it, sweeping over each cheek and then over my mouth and nose, the fingers of his other hand still sliding in and out of me.

“Yes, you liked that, you little slut. Let’s see what your Daddy can do for you next. You’re ripe and ready for Daddy’s cock.”

As he spoke he slid an arm under my back making me sit up, the fingers inside me withdrew and then with both hands under my bottom he lifted and turned me effortlessly and pressed me high up, my back against his chest, where he held me with one arm around my waist.

I was still recovering from my orgasm and could not take in what was happening to me.

“Now, little slut, you are going to learn you were made for a hard cock up your cunt”. His other hand caressed my bottom briefly and then took hold of his cock and brought Balgat Escort its monstrous head against my anus.

I cried out in alarm as I felt it pushing against my flesh, pressing into me.

“You feel it girl? I’m going to go very slow. But it’s going to hurt.”

He lowered me a little and I felt the head of his cock pushing my flesh aside.

I squealed at the sharp pain.

He held me like this, his cock barely inching further.

“You’re hurting me Daddy,” I gasped.

“Yes, you silly bitch, what did you expect? And I’m going to hurt you a whole lot more. You’d best spread your legs, it’ll be a mite easier for you.”

I parted my thighs and the pain eased a little. I spread them some more so that my feet rested on the arms of the chair.

“That’s it girl. He lowered me slowly onto his cock letting my own weight force the head inside me.

I screamed at the pain as it inexorably penetrated me.

“You liked that, slut, didn’t you? So, let’s do it again.”

Now he held me by the waist with both hands. He lifted me and let me fall again, but only letting the head penetrate me, and did it again and again, the enormous head of his cock hurting as much each time it withdrew, never quite exiting, as it did when it penetrated me. The pain was unbearable. I screamed and squealed and begged and sobbed, tears streaming down my cheeks.

Daddy was panting, his voice hoarse, “Yes, baby girl, that’s what you’re here for, to scream and cry while Daddy sticks his hard cock up your tight little cunt. Oh, you’re so tight.”

The torment continued. Daddy was gasping. I was screaming and crying. At last he roared, “Ye-e-e-es! You fucking gorgeous sissy bitch!” And I felt him come, his cock pulsing, spewing his cum inside me.

Then he let me fall and for the first time the whole length of his huge cock pushed into me. I screamed one last time.

Then he left me at rest in his lap, full up with his cock inside me, my thighs spread wide and my feet on the armrests of the chair. The agony was over.

“Your first fuck, baby girl,” he said. He was still breathing hard. “A very special one. It was going to be short. You’re such hot little bitch Daddy wasn’t going to last long. So Daddy made it memorable, and you sure will remember it, you little whore.”

“You hurt me so much,” I sniveled.

“What did you expect you silly bitch? A sissy girl like you is made for suffering. It’s your nature. Now enjoy, while my cock’s still hard and in your cunt.”

His hands, no longer holding my waist, were free and he began playing with my penis which was limp, and with my nipples.

“Come on, girl, let’s get that soft little clit waving and stiff.”

“I don’t want it, Daddy. Please, no.”

“Oh yes, you do. You don’t know it, but Daddy does.”

I said no again but I could feel my penis stiffening under his expert fingers. He squeezed a nipple, and I could not repress a groan as he shifted beneath me and I felt the long column of his cock still hard and full inside me. I closed my eyes still murmuring pleas for him to stop, but I did not mean them.

“There girl,” he crooned, “Daddy knows you need his hands as well as his cock. Remember Daddy always knows best.” He was masturbating me gently and I felt myself moving my hips, pushing up into his hand and as I did so I felt his cock press inside me. And the feeling was exciting.

“That’s the way, you hot sissy bitch. You’ll keep my cock hard and that’s what you want.”

Then, as my excitement mounted, abruptly he pinched a nipple hard and said, “Open your eyes, girl.”

I screamed.

A naked man was standing in front of me, a tall man with a long pot-bellied sallow body, specked everywhere with short curly black hairs, which continued over his long scrawny thighs and legs. His face, too, was long with a big projecting lower jaw. His head was balding with slick black hair plastered across the bald areas. He was holding his long white cock, erect in his masturbating hand. His very moist filmy blue eyes were fixed on me with a terrifying predatory look.

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Betises

The conclusion of the Bedsprings Arc

He’s cheating on me.

Evan Fucking Rosier, my boyfriend of–shit, is it seriously five years now?–what seems like forever, is cheating on me. I just know it.

It’s not like he hasn’t before, and not just since my starving actor boyfriend Evan Roswell hit the silver screen and changed into international heartthrob Evan Rosier. He always flirts. Mostly with boys, but he certainly makes exceptions. He can’t resist a pretty face, and I know he’s slept with at least a handful of his flirtations. The first time I found out was the second time we broke up. It’s a long story. We’re a messed-up couple.

It’s just that–even though I’m always jealous, he bores of them. Always within a week. A few days is unusual. With luck, they won’t even hold his attention more than a few hours.

But this is different. He’s sneaking around, keeping secrets, making excuses. And it doesn’t help he’s been working late nights shooting some fucking vampire flick, so we haven’t had sex in a week, except for a quickie in the closet, right before he started sneaking around. I should make it clear that it’s rare for us to go two hours without sex. After a week, I’m fucking insane with jealousy and my own libido. Normally, he would be, too, but it seems he’s found something that interests him more than me.

I am so fucking jealous. I’m going to be sick.

I walk to the door of his dressing room and stop. I hear a high-pitched cough, and then Evan’s laughter, loud and wide. I can taste my own jealousy, cold and cloying like swampwater in the dead of winter, thick and choking in the back of my throat. I knock.

Evan swears, and I hear scuffling. Someone whines. Who the hell actually fucking whines?

“It’s probably Matty,” Evan’s voice grumbles. “Hold this. I’ll get rid of him.”

He opens the door. “Matty.” He steps through, carefully closing the door behind him, so that I can’t get a glimpse inside. I glare.

“You’ll get rid of me?” I echo, fucking pissed.

“Matty–”

“Who’s in there?”

“No one.” The smirk on his face is reckless, challenging. We both know he’s lying, it’s more than evident, but he’s stronger and faster than me. There’s no way I’m getting past him.

Rage tastes like a mouthful of vinegar, and it’s burning my throat. “You fucking bastard. Go to Hell.” I walk away.

“Matty!” He swears, grabbing my arm before I’m halfway down the hall. “Matty,” he growls.

I glare, angry and fucking hurt. “Don’t you fucking call me Matty.”

He sighs, forcing his voice gentler. “We’re shooting late again tonight. The next take is in fifteen minutes.”

“Break a leg,” I snap, in full hope that he will.

“But I will be home,” Büyükesat Escort he finishes, firmly. “I’m having Jerry drive you home. You’re not taking a taxi when you’re this upset.”

I’m letting him walk me out to the parking lot, although I’m not exactly docile about it. Jerry’s his private limo driver. “Of course I’m fucking upset,” I rail. “My boyfriend’s cheating on me, and actually thinks I’m fucking stupid enough not to notice.”

He opens the limo door and pushes me in. “Jerry, take him home.”

“Which one?” Jerry asks.

“The rented one. The flat. And keep an eye on him. He might try to run away.”

Run away. Like I’m a spoiled child. “I am not your fucking pet,” I snarl, “you selfish fucking–”

He cuts me off with a kiss. “I’ll explain tomorrow. Any question you have, I’ll answer it. Just wait home for me until tomorrow.”

He closes the door on my retort.

I thank Jerry when he drops me off. “You can go,” I say. “I’m not going to run away. He promised me an explanation. I can always leave him tomorrow. Not like I haven’t done it before.” I lock the door and collapse on the bed, starting to cry. Fucking crying, like a little girl.

I wake up with him on top of me. His arms are around my waist, so only his head and upper torso rests on me. He’s fast asleep. He likes to keep it cold in the apartment, because then I’ll let him cuddle me. He knows I wouldn’t let him, otherwise.

I squirm, attempting escape, and he wakes, nuzzling my neck. I hate being nuzzled.

“Morning, sweetcheeks,” he whispers.

I shove at him. “Get off me.”

He kisses the side of my neck. “No.”

“I’ve gotta piss. Get off.”

He sighs and lets me up. When I come out of the bathroom, he’s already in the kitchen, making us breakfast. Ass-naked.

“Can’t you put some fucking clothes on?” I glower. “You’ll contaminate the eggs.”

“You could take yours off,” he offers.

“You promised an explanation,” I remind him.

“After breakfast.”

“I’m not hungry.”

He looks at me with a sigh. “Matty, would you relax? Can’t you trust me even a little?”

“How can I trust you? You cheat on me all the time.”

“Matty, we’ve discussed this.”

“This isn’t like other times! You’re keeping secrets, making excuses, lying to me–I want to know who was with you yesterday.”

The doorbell rings.

“Jesus, Matty,” he says. “Didn’t you even remember it’s your birthday?”

I freeze. “What?”

Fuck. I didn’t. I completely forgot my own birthday. I scramble for the door. Pat’s there, Evan’s stage manager, holding a little brown puppy with a big red bow around its neck. It looks at me and whines, confused. Elvankent Escort Pat puts it into my hands. “Happy birthday, Matt.”

I am not about to melt. Evan puts his arms around me from behind, ruffles the puppy’s ears. “Is that a good enough explanation?”

I lean into him, because the jumble of relief, happiness and affection rushing in to take the place of the hurt and anger is overwhelming.

The puppy yips and licks my nose. I have completely fucking melted, into Evan’s arms.

“Excuse us,” he says to Pat. I can hear the smirk in his voice. “We need to go have birthday sex now.”

He closes the door. I’m still melted, playing with the puppy’s little paws.

“Breakfast is getting cold,” he reminds me.

I set the puppy down and let him scamper around our feet as we eat.

“Matty.”

I look up, watching the puppy, a bite of bacon halfway to my mouth. I’ve probably even got a stupid grin. Evan’s still ass-naked. My grin widens.

“Stop staring at the dog and eat, or I’m going to throw you over my shoulder and carry you off to be properly fucked, and you can just go hungry.”

“He’s cute,” I say, eating faster.

Evan snorts. “You’re both cute. It’s disgusting.”

I stop. “You did not just fucking call me cute.”

“What if I did?”

“I’ll deny you sex.”

He starts laughing. “I’d like to see you try.”

I gulp the rest of my juice and stand. “Let’s go.”

He smirks and grabs me by the waist, shaking a finger at the dog. “You be good while Mommy and Daddy are busy.”

“Oh, fuck you,” I say, but it’s harder to speak with his hand down my boxers. “I am not ‘Mommy’.”

“Yes, you are,” he says, pulling off my shirt and stopping only to kiss me before pulling me into the shower. “You really are.”

We’re kissing again as we hit the shower wall. I barely notice when he turns on the water. Evan Fucking Rosier is incredibly good with his tongue, and I can’t notice a thing else when it’s in my mouth. He gropes me, and I moan into his mouth. Okay, so I noticed that.

I love a good kiss. He’s feeling affectionate, so he makes it sweet and deep, ravishing my mouth with a languid sort of dominance. It’s fucking good, but I know that it isn’t going to last long, because his grip on me is getting tighter, and I can feel his cock hard against my hip. One of his hands slides down my ass, spreading my cheeks and massaging my arsehole with one finger. That makes me shudder, but I’m not about to break the kiss.

We’ve got one of those showerheads on a hose–I’m sure there’s some name for those–that can be moved around, and I’m so distracted by the kiss, that it’s a complete shock when he sprays Beşevler Escort it across my exposed ass. My arsehole is very fucking sensitive. I yelp and almost fall. He presses me tighter against him so that I don’t. He’s laughing. I start swearing at him, at least until he does it again and I have to gasp, clutching at him. “Evan.”

He laughs, spraying down my hair. “What? It’s fun. I like making you squirm.”

I glare at him, but relent in time for another kiss. My hand wraps around his cock. The only way to get him to stop teasing me is to make him want it so bad he can’t think. He purrs in approval.

“Here.” He puts the nozzle into my hand. I grin, directing the water so that it sprays over both our erections, and he grinds them together with a possesive growl. I can feel he’s grabbed the lube, because he glides a finger into me, coating my entrance.

“Do you want me to turn?” I pant. I want it now.

“No.” He puts down the bottle of lube. Grabs my hips and hoists me up, against the wall. I obediently wrap both legs around his waist. For a moment, he meets my eyes with a smirk, then thrusts into me.

I arch my back with a shudder, enjoying the way his breath hitches for a moment when he enters me.

“My Matty, tight-assed as ever,” he mutters.

“Wouldn’t be a problem for someone with a normal fucking cock,” I retort. His is huge. Obscene. And he doesn’t even have the decency to be gentle with it.

“You wouldn’t be satisfied with anything less.”

Now is hardly the time for conversation. I tell him so, squirming, in hopes that he’ll stop smirking at me and actually start to thrust.

“Didn’t you say something about denying me sex?” He’s smirking, teasing mercilessly, with a sweet nuzzle to my jawline, like we’re not both going insane because of how he’s buried to the hilt in my ass.

I start swearing. “Don’t you dare fucking tease me now, you smarmy mother-fucking bastard, fuck me!”

“Don’t you mean smarmy brother-in-law fucking bastard?”

“I hate you,” I growl. He smirks, pulls out, and rams back into me, hard. I whine, trying to remember to breathe, but I pick up the pace quickly, riding him. Remembering I’m still holding the shower nozzle, I move it so the water hits my prick, because it feels fucking good.

We’ve both been needing, so he comes sooner than usual. I love the way he orgasms, because they’re long and powerful, so he doesn’t stop thrusting for even a moment while he’s cock’s pumping into me, filling me with his seed. I ride it out, shuddering, and hit my own orgasm near the end of his, yelling, with my legs wrapped tight around his waist.

He laughs at he recovers, kissing me. “You needed that, didn’t you?”

“Fuck yes,” I reply, letting him pull out.

He smirks and grabs the soap, starting to clean me off, in between a few sweet, lingering after-sex kisses.

“What’re you going to call him?” He’s cuddling me again, and I don’t even mind.

“Bedsprings,” I say, after a moment.

He’s confused. “Bedsprings?”

“Don’t ask.” I grin, leaning up to give him a kiss, laughing.

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Author’s Note:

Not one to apologise for where my stories go or how, I intended to keep this as a short and sweet sequel to a spur of the moment story. Yes, you’ve read it all before, but I enjoy expressing my baser instincts. Here goes…

*****

1

The sun-drenched city bustled on in blinding streaks and shadows. Hazy blue and warmer now, the first day of Spring too late but welcome all the same. That blissfully abused feeling hadn’t left him yet, and in fact he could still feel Danny’s hands and strong arms all over him.

Jamie longed to be held in a way he could not want from Danny. But off he went back into his own reality, off down the rabbit hole into the weary trance of those post-hump day blues where the weekend could not come quick enough.

Employment beckoned!

Danny and Jamie still didn’t know each other so well, but they knew each other’s bodies. Faster becoming friends, friends with benefits and without sexuality’s boundaries, though where it would lead neither knew.

Jamie basked in the sun and in the memory of last night, and this morning, where they lovingly and hungrily sucked each other’s hard cocks to climax. And they had touched and kissed tenderly like lovers, before and after.

Jesus, how could a straight guy – okay, a closet bisexual – make him feel this way?

Jamie felt truly gay, and the irony was not lost on him. He’d felt his way around numerous men and boys and fallen deep into his own sexual identity long ago, but Danny…

It was all good fun, and it was harmless. They had not technically had sex, but they had made each other feel so good. And maybe what they shared would go further in the near future.

But neither really knew!

Jamie worked the whole Friday with a smile plastered across his face. He didn’t have to say anything for the barmaids to guess that he’d gotten some. By the way he behaved too they might have wondered if the new boy was something special.

2

‘There’s something different about you today,’ Danny’s supervisor noted with fascination. ‘You finally catch up on the last ten years of sleep?’ Ralph, the old cherub, was the first to laugh at his own joke. Danny laughed along as he necked his coffee.

‘So what’s her name?’

‘Huh?’ Danny did not betray even a hint as he made the connection.

‘You don’t fool me, lad,’ Ralph grinned, his face a tight ball of childish red-faced mirth. ‘I know that look… I know that look…’

Danny laughed harder. ‘Fuck off, Ralph, worry about your own dick.’ Just making banter!

Laughing along, Ralph disappeared into the office, thanking god that it was Friday, even though he hadn’t had a Friday to himself since Top of the Pops was still a thing.

One last thing, and Danny knew he didn’t have to. It was vital, even with the women, not to appear too grateful or eager. He left a note for Jamie, knowing that he’d be busy until later, and then set off to get on with the cover shift he so desperately did not need.

‘We can definitely do that again sometime,’ he had typed and even put a kiss on the end.

3

For the next five days work was torture for everybody. The races and two major football games all crammed into the space of one week, Danny pulling almost sixty hours, forty eight of those dealing with one seriously hazardous schizophrenia patient.

But over several of those days he and Jamie kept in touch, shooting the breeze by phone briefly one night, and then the next getting pretty bold by text.

‘So you want to do that again, do you?’ Jamie got around to asking on the Tuesday evening. Danny was gratefully off-duty and off his feet for the next four days.

‘You have no idea how good that felt,’ Danny dared to lay bare.

‘Don’t I?’ came complete with a cheeky little wink.

‘Seriously, when you sucked my cock I swear I never felt pussy like it!’

Jamie was all smiles at that. ‘You still have no idea what you did to me.’

‘No?’ Colour him intrigued – it was blatant that Jamie liked Danny enough these things to have happened. It was blatant that he’d planned on them all along, which was why it was such a surprise that Danny had made the first real move and got him into bed.

But what did Danny do to him that was so special?

‘I want you,’ he confessed, plain and simple. ‘Let’s leave it at that.’

Whoa, Danny thought. Could you drop a bombshell like that and then expect it to be ignored? How did Jamie want him exactly? Exhausted as he was, he wasn’t so fucked that he couldn’t hold up his end.

‘Really?’ Danny posted a smiley face of his own. ‘Want me like how?’

‘Next question – have you ever done anal?’

‘With a girl, yeah,’ Danny replied in quick time. ‘What was wrong with my question?’

If Jamie didn’t answer him the second time, he would leave it. No pressure – maybe he was too shy to say what he felt, even though if he wanted something serious, that wasn’t going to work for him.

‘Do you like it?’ Jamie prodded.

‘Ehhh, it can be amazing or terrible,’ Danny weighed Cebeci Escort the pros and cons.

‘It can definitely be amazing,’ Jamie snuck in,

‘Too many girls don’t get the importance of cleanliness, or actually know how, though,’ Danny went on. ‘Why do you ask?’

‘Just, you’re open to lads and yet you claim you’ve never gone there…’

Not the answer he was expecting but; ‘It’s the god’s honest truth!’

‘Sure,’ Jamie replied, winking excessively. ‘There’s nothing wrong with it…’

‘Never said there was.’

‘So when will you be recovered?’

‘Probably day after tomorrow,’ Danny supposed wearily. He just knew that if he tried his luck, he’d wake up tomorrow feeling like he’d been hit by a truck.

‘Well let me know when you want to do something,’ Jamie concluded. ‘I’ll be around.’ But then; ‘Watching anything worthwhile tonight?’

‘Might get into some anal on the PornHub now that you mention it,’ Danny teased, or was he hinting that he was in on Jamie’s subliminal suggestions?

‘Straight anal though?’

‘Might be open to suggestions if you know your stuff…’

4

Jamie awoke at 11pm two days later to a ringing phone. Please, god, please do not let it be work, he begged from the depths of his soul. Winking one eye open to the day’s bright grey overcast, relief overcame him as he scanned his phone screen, and then so did another welcome feeling.

‘Hello?’

‘Did I just wake you?’ Danny asked. He figured it out for himself while Jamie laughed off his embarrassment. ‘You lazy bastard.’

‘So what? I put the work in. I deserve to sleep if that’s what I want to do!’

Danny laughed to himself. ‘Fair enough,’ he dismissed. ‘Hey I’m in town just looking around. I don’t suppose you want to meet up?’

‘Oh, right now?’ He thought about it not too long. ‘Do you want to come round?’

‘That depends if I’m walking into some kind of freaky sex dungeon,’ Danny hesitated, but not really.

‘Maybe…’

Half an hour later Danny was on his doorstep and Jamie was a hot mess, unlike his spotless place. He looked cute with his scruffy bed-head and with nothing on but his boxer briefs – so much that the moment he closed the door behind them, Danny made his intentions clear.

5

Danny had two fistfuls of KY Jelly and Jamie’s shorts were no longer with them. With one hand wrapped competently around Jamie’s stiff cock, two fingers sloshed around inside of him, milking his prostate. All the while he sat spread-eagled before Danny on a towel at the end of the bed, squirming – mouth agape and breathing raggedly – and shuddering as the feeling built and built!

‘Ahhhh,’ he gasped as Danny’s fingers curled upward and stroked and stroked. He couldn’t hold his position anymore. Jamie had to lie down. Intuitively, Danny who was very, very new to this, and had gone so far on Jamie’s own instructions, closed the distance and used his free hand to pin back one of Jamie’s thighs against his chest.

‘You have no idea,’ was all Jamie managed to say before the moans would make him intelligible. ‘You have no idea what that…’

‘Honestly you look sexy as fuck right now,’ Danny breathed deeply. If anything Jamie could say right now, it’d have been that Danny’s cock would have been a perfect replacement for his fingers.

Instead he let the moment be what it was. It was already an incredibly erotic experience and a complete shock to the system that he’d seduced Danny into going this far. When he shot off like a geyser of sweet young spunk, that was something else to behold. Danny hadn’t seen so much since the very first hand-job he’d given himself.

6

‘That was…’

Fuck, what were the words? In fact what were words anymore?

‘That was just wow!’

‘I haven’t had an orgasm that strong in fucking ages,’ Jamie said as he dreamily smiled away. ‘Thanks for that.’

Danny stifled a laugh, took a sip of tea. ‘Well thank you,’ he replied in kind, the ghost of Jamie’s wet lips, tongue, and throat still haunting his flaccid cock and balls in the best way. ‘You know I’ve done more with you now than any other lad…’

‘No you haven’t.’ Jamie didn’t believe that for a second.

‘I mean I’ve done things more times with you,’ Danny clarified, looking back. ‘That’s three times. The other few were random.’

Now Jamie paid more attention, becoming engrossed in Danny’s little confession. What else could he learn? He rolled onto his side and rested his head in one hand, beaming at Danny.

‘And well, technically yes I’ve done more with you,’ Danny went on. ‘I’ve never been up a guy like that before. Not even close!’

‘Would you do it again?’

‘For you,’ Danny admitted without hesitation, and he was grinning. Jamie blushed hard. ‘So that reminds me of something,’ he added.

‘Mm-hmm?’

‘That thing you said about wanting me.’

‘Err… yes?’ Jamie was shying away now, grinning from ear to ear just like Danny.

‘Did you get what you wanted then?’

‘Hmmm,’ Kolej Escort Jamie hummed and drew it out longer than was acceptable, before he rolled onto his face to stifle his laughter. ‘Close.’

‘I didn’t quite get that,’ Danny apprehended, hearing only Jamie’s muffled voice.

‘Close,’ Jamie said clearly, but now avoided eye contact as he continued to blush rose-red.

‘How do you want me?’

There it was, the moment of truth. It was make or break, or was there a third option. Jamie wanted – no, needed – that third option. ‘I’ll tell you when the time is right.’

Against his better judgement, Danny chose to trust him. He just didn’t want to break his heart. Of course, no matter Jamie’s shyness and his tendency to come across like a cheerleader with a crush, Danny might actually rest assure that the rules were still the same.

Gay kids didn’t fall in love with straight ones, and least of all the bi ones, and because they knew that the chances were a million to one that they would bend to become the exception. And generally speaking, the rules of nature would simply change to suit them either. For now he was sure that they both just wanted to enjoy their unique thing.

7

That week had been different to the last, when they had given into their desires. In getting to know each other, there had always been a measure of inebriation involved. The night they ended up playing in Danny’s bed, they had been a little high too.

The next morning had been different. Never in his life had Danny shared oral sex with another male while sober, but with Jamie it seemed okay. It was more than okay, in fact. There was a delicious sense of wrongness and uncertainty to their morning sexual activity that awoke something in him.

He may have been more straight than bisexual. He was not gay and in the closet, though he kept this part of himself to himself. But with Jamie he couldn’t deny the attraction, the chemistry, and the quickening depth of their friendship.

It was not love in the sense that he knew, but they were bonding in a way that was more than sexual and as much as he couldn’t put his finger on it, he loved it too much to be afraid.

Then on that day in town, Danny had performed a series of sexual acts on Jamie – things that he never would have imagined doing, and enjoying, whilst stone cold sober. When he got home that evening he couldn’t stop touching himself, not even after a cooling shower.

Later the next night he asked to call Jamie, and they talked about their friendship, the things they’d done with each other, and the feelings it all evoked. And then he told Jamie how constantly aroused he had become.

At least with a woman, he thought, there was a natural conclusion that he understood instinctually. He now found himself wishing that Jamie was a woman. And if Jamie could ever have been that, he’d have loved the shit out of her, recklessly and passionately.

‘You’re not doing anything tomorrow are you?’ Jamie intuited. In fact he wasn’t. Jamie decided that maybe now was time to take the plunge, or at least partly so. ‘I’m not in work either. I was thinking I’d like to come around and explain what I meant…’

When he said he wanted me, Danny recalled. ‘But?’ Danny relayed, and then quickly added; ‘You can still come around…’

‘But… I figured I might need to prepare you for it rather than look like I’m trying to force you,’ Jamie said seriously.

‘Oh my god, are you gay?’ Danny joked. ‘I had an idea, but…’

‘Funny! I just really…’ Jamie snarled like a dog, and the funniest thing was that it wasn’t even uncharacteristic of him. ‘God please, have sex with me,’ he pleaded with all his heart. ‘That is how much I want you. Don’t look too deep into it. I just want it to go that way so much.’

Silence…

Ear-pounding, brain-wracking, horrid palpable silence…

‘I’d actually love to,’ Danny finally replied on a whim, terrifying himself with how excited he now was. And that silence returned.

‘I’ll see you tomorrow then,’ Jamie concluded. ‘I’ll come to you.’

8

This is the way the world ends,

This is the way the world ends,

This is the way the world ends;

Not with a bang, but with a kiss!

Jamie approaches Danny’s flat with a familiar feeling in his gut and with a hunger that aches in a lower place, and in a way he has never been able to describe. He feels clean deep inside, and in a way that makes him feel sexy in a way which nothing else is comparable – clean and ready to be made filthy again.

He rings the buzzer and announces himself and the door is unlocked, and then stepping inside, he’s met by Danny, wearing a t-shirt and a loose-fitting pair of cotton sweatpants and possibly nothing else underneath, judging by his expectant bulge.

Danny invites him in with a knowing smile and closes the door behind them, and if he’s nervous then he’s hiding it incredibly well. Proving that he’s not though, as he follows Jamie to the bedroom, he pulls off his t-shirt Yenimahalle Escort and then steps out of his sweats, leaving him naked and erect.

Soaking in Danny’s body with hungry eyes, Jamie, trance-like, begins to undress, and in that time they begin to stare into each other, a palpable force of attraction growing like magnetism.

Jamie salivates over Danny’s muscular upper body, thinks about being wrapped up in his bulky arms in this very bed beside him; tingles to feel his lips on his body again, but like never before; feels that deep hunger within him, that he has felt since Danny said yes!

Danny would love to have sex with him and Danny is going to, right here and now, but before that happens, that magnetism must play its part.

They come together tenderly, hands to arms, to faces, to bodies, and lips to lips, and tongues to tongues, and now Danny is kissing Jamie like he has never kissed him before. Danny is kissing him with love, despite the new sensation of his hard and heavy cock batting for the same team opposite.

‘Do you want to get into bed?’ he asks. Jamie growls softly but deep enough to rumble against Danny’s naked flesh. So Danny flips aside the duvet and Jamie climbs in backwards, leading him by the hand until they are both making out in the middle of the bed.

And it isn’t long again before Jamie is showing Danny his appreciation by sucking his hard cock, serving him up a hot, sloppy blowjob. He scooches around, offering up his pink little hole as he does, hinting that Danny knows what to do.

So while he’s getting lost in the taste of his secret lover’s pre-come and marvelling at the feel of it filling his mouth, Danny lubes up Jamie’s rectum, and then a finger or two, and goes to practicing again what he’s learned.

Jamie utters a loud and appreciative moan when Danny finally eases his way in and begins to tease and relax his sphincter, his heart hammering in the knowledge of what they’re about to do. And the more he thinks about it, it makes him all the stiffer, which Jamie clearly notices.

‘How do you want it?’ Danny inquires, now working him out with two fingers, which still won’t stretch him out enough – but it’s a start.

9

It’s a tight fit. It’s always been a tight fit as far as Danny has experienced anal sex, but there’s something different about Jamie and the way he takes it – the way his body takes it!

To hear his moans as Danny fills him inch by inch, pushing and relenting, resisting and yielding, Danny is excited to see where this goes and can’t deny that he’s turned on like never before the moment it strikes him…

Slick and slippery with lubrication, eight inches of cock – his long hard sensitive cock – are now balls deep inside another male, and it feels incredible. On the inside Jamie isn’t super-tight. There’s enough give so not to cut off Danny’s circulation. And as he grows to accommodate even further, the first time Danny withdraws to re-penetrate, the sloppy suction is almost too much.

On all fours, Jamie looks over his shoulder and back at Danny, who has two handfuls of ass and a look of intense bliss. Mirroring his expression, Jamie states the obvious, whispering, ‘you’re inside me and you feel fucking amazing!’

Gradually Danny dares to move and begins to gently buck his hips, watching Jamie’s back pussy suck tightly around his girth, and his length. The sound of his ass loudly sucking at him as he plunges in and glides out is so disgustingly erotic, and the feeling so intense.

‘Fuck me,’ Danny groans, trying not to come already.

‘Okay,’ Jamie says grinning and begins to flex his butt as he bears back on the cock impaling him. ‘Jesus I can feel you so deep,’ he then groans and mashes his face into a pillow. Acclimatising himself, Danny slowly screws away, still in disbelief that he’s actually having sex with this cute lad.

‘I’ve got a good one for you,’ Jamie promises and cautiously helps Danny to pull himself all the way out. Jamie meets Danny face to face and they embrace in a tender kiss again. ‘Lie down on your back,’ he commands and meets Danny in the middle of the bed, straddling his hips and hovering above his straining cock.

Entranced, Danny watches as Jamie lines up his cock with his hole, just behind his shaven cock and balls. With the other hand free he pulls his junk out of the way for Danny to see what’s about to happen.

So deliberately slowly he impales himself on Danny and slides down with the tight velvety slipperiness of a virgin pussy. ‘Oh that feels so f-

Struck dumb, Danny closes his eyes to feel it and nothing else, as Jamie begins to slide up and down, taking him all in. This goes on for way too long, of which there is no such thing.

Their bodies heated to the point of perspiration now, muscles burning and aching, and the swell of butterflies churning inside them both, Jamie adores the man he is fucking into sweet oblivion, and looking down on him with something more than sexual tension, he dares himself to feel something even deeper than the endowed cock sliding far beyond his quivering p-spot.

Jamie relaxes himself, settles down lightly on top of his bed mate, his cock hard between their bellies, and proceeds to French kiss Danny tenderly and with a love he’s never kissed anybody before, and he knows it’s wrong to do so, but Danny accepts him and the kiss grows all the more tender and loving.

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My boyfriend Max had been working long hours and I had barely seen him due to my schedule and I was getting especially horny, so I decided it was time to take things into my own hands. As I walked into the massive home improvement store, the young greeter eyed me suspiciously as I was wearing a long trench coat. I grinned wickedly and gave him a small flash of my bare body. I’m sure it gave him a thrill. The store was practically rus escort empty; it was cold enough to keep people home. I made my way to the back of the store to the outdoor garden centre where Max was working alone. He smiled as he saw me, knowing full well what I was wearing under my coat. He took my hand, lead me to one of the display sheds in the corner and we yenimahalle escort went inside without a word. He removed my coat and slowly traced his fingers down my naked body, held me with some force against the wall and started kissing and biting softly on my neck. He knows how that drives me wild. One of his hands found a nipple, hard from the cold and the excitement. I fumbled around with his belt and pants undoing them, unleashing his hard cock. I guided it towards my legs, rubbing the tip against my wetness before pulling him off my neck and into a hard kiss. His burning desire took hold and he forcefully penetrated me with one thrust, kissing me hard. We used the wall of the shed as a brace and I lifted myself up, wrapped my legs around him allowing him slide in deeper. Each time he thrust into me he hit the perfect spot, fuelling my lust. Our kisses muffled our moans of pleasure. We suddenly heard voices in the garden centre, but this did not stop us, it just made our passions burn hotter and him thrust harder into me.

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“Get your cute little ass out of that business meeting now!” I directed him through the phone.“Do you know I’m blowing off work right now because I’m just so horny for your body?” I begged.  “I’m so fucking horny for you that I’m dressed for work but sticking my hand down my panties.  Do you know how wrong this looks?  A professional woman frigging herself to exhaustion in her best business suit?  Fuck, my clit is so aroused.  I can’t stop touching myself, all dressed up for work but thinking of play.  Playing with you.  Playing with your hard cock.  Damn, I want it in me right now.  I want to be stroking you off and I can’t because you’re not here where you need to be: inside my warm, wet pussy.  Can you hear me rubbing my pussy?”I put the phone close enough to my cunt that he could hear the damp, sloshing sound of my furious fingers pumping my gash.  I brought it back up to my mouth so I could tease him even more mercilessly.“That’s how wet I am for you right now,” I moaned.  “Wet enough to stain my pants right through my panties.  The dry cleaner won’t be able to get these beşevler escort stains out.  My nipples are so hard.  My nipples are so fucking hard!  Damn!  These pebbles of love are waiting for your tongue.  Waiting to be bathed by your talented tongue and your gorgeous mouth.  I just have to play with them.  I’m pinching and slapping them right now!  Ow!  Fuck!  That feels amazing.  My titties are sore and excited, aching for your touch.  Why aren’t you here yet?”I moved to another part of my body I knew he’d love.“I’m squeezing my ass right now and it’s just not the same.  I’m trying to squeeze and spank my ass the way your big, strong hands do and I’m failing.  I’m failing and desperate.  Desperate because you’re not here to spank my ass.  Shit, I need you to slap my ass and my pussy.  Fucking hell, I’m so horny!  I’m lightly fingering my asshole right now.  I’m teasing the rim and thinking of putting a finger in.  I’m circling the hole and imagining you circling that hole.  I think I’m gonna put a finger in right cebeci escort … .”I ended the call.  Good thing I did, too, because I just had to jill myself off to three body-trembling orgasms.  Jilling myself off not in my sex-appropriate lingerie, but in my serious-as-a-heart-attack business coat and pants instead.  This was so depraved, but it felt so good that I just had to.I heard his car screech into the driveway.  He ran to the door and flung it open.  I met him there a second later, banging the door closed then flinging myself at his crotch.  I expertly unbuckled his belt and hurled it singing through the loops.  I yanked his pants and jockeys down, greeted by his bulging erection.“That’s it,” he gasped.  “Suck my dick right here in the foyer.  Geez, I’m so hard for you right now.  I thought I was gonna come right in my pants at the meeting.  I thought everyone could see my boner.  Damn, you get me so excited.  That’s it, lick my balls.  Lick my fucking balls.  Fuck, you’re good at that.  Stroke my dick and suck kolej escort my balls in your mouth.  Ah!  Shit!  I don’t wanna come yet.  Get those damp pants off so I can fuck you right here in the hallway.  That’s it: face down, ass up, just the way I like it.  Look at you, just look at you, you unprofessional professional!  I’m fucking you doggy style on your knees.  I’m fucking that wet, hot little pussy that I love so much.  Just look at you.  Mmm!  Dressed up in your business coat with a bare, bouncing ass twerking all over my cock.  That’s it.  Fuck me back!”It was my turn to take the reins.“I am fucking you back,” I purred.  “I’m fucking you back because I have to.  I have to fuck you in the hallway like an animal.  I have to be on my knees, shaking with lust for you, because you drive me crazy.  Just keep fucking me with your beautiful dick.  That’s it.  Hit my G-spot just like that.  Mmph!  Fuck!  Yes!  Can you feel my pussy squeezing you?  Do you know you’re responsible for this?  Fucking me like a desperate wild woman panting with desire?  You’re making me shake.  You’re making me shake all over.  Ah!  Your cock!  Your fucking cock!  Grab my hips and pound me.  Make me take your cock!  Make me come and scream, dammit!  You know I’m usually reserved, but you’re undoing me.  You’re unlocking secrets I almost never reveal.  You’re discovering how filthy I really am because of your dirty mind.”

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It was cold kneeling there on the concrete floor of the basement. Cold and dark, due to the blindfold she wore. She knelt there, waiting for her Master to come home. She fondly remembered His email message. Master would always email her at lunchtime to ask her how her day was going, if she had finished the chores He had given her and to check to make sure she was “being His good girl”. Today’s lunchtime email was special though. He had given her instructions for when He got home: Sparkle, I will be coming home early today and when I get there, I want you to be naked and waiting for Me. I want you blindfolded and cuffed behind your back, ready for whatever I want to do to you! Be a good girl and I will see you soon. Master She remembered smiling broadly as she read his email, and she had spent the afternoon preparing herself for His arrival. She was freshly showered, with her makeup done to perfection. She was powdered (Master loved the smell of baby powder on her), and shaved smooth. She made sure that the house was in order as well – she didn’t want anything to spoil His mood, She had missed Him today and wanted Him to be pleased with her when He got home. A few minutes before He left work to come home, she had received a text from Him that set her heart a flutter. It simply read “no words”. That was it, that was the whole message. But it was a message that made her pussy wet the instant she read it, because she knew its meaning well. It was a game they often played, they would have sex in whatever way He wanted and the first one to speak lost. Whimpering, moaning, and other sex noises were allowed, but no words could be spoken. It was a test of willpower and determination for her, and a challenge for Him! She had readied herself for the game and was waiting for Him to come home. She didn’t know exactly how long it be before He arrived but she wanted to have everything set. She was kneeling there otele gelen escort with thoughts and fancies of what He might do to her when the deafening silence of the basement was broken by the sound of heavy footsteps overhead. He was home! Her heart raced as she heard Him walking around upstairs. She tried to picture what He was doing…going into the living room to put his briefcase down…walking into the kitchen for a glass of water – she heard the water pipes in the basement run for a few seconds. Then he wandered off someplace else that she wasn’t sure of. “Oh God, I wish He would hurry up and come downstairs!” she thought to herself as she felt her pussy tingling. Her nipples hardened in anticipation of the game they were about to play. Finally after an eternity to the blindfolded girl, she heard Him coming down the stairs. His heavy footsteps on the squeaky wooden stairs caused her heart to skip a beat with each step He took. She heard Him cross the floor and then He was in front of her. She couldn’t hear Him, but she sensed His presence; He always had a sort of sexual energy around Him that she found so arousing. She heard something metal scrape the concrete floor and then the distinct sound of leather squeaking. He had changed into his “play clothes”! She got wetter still picturing Him in His tight leather pants, tight black T-shirt, heavy square toe boots and mirrored glasses! She felt lightheaded as she knelt there trembling with need in front of this powerful man. She was not one to be easily ignored either. At 5’6″ tall with shoulder length black hair, green eyes, a smile that would light up whatever room she was in, and a killer 36D-24-35 figure, she was enough to make most men melt. But she only had eyes for one man, her Master, the dominant that sat there mere inches from her now. Only He could give her goosebumps and at the same balgat escort time set her skin on fire. He was the one who knew her better than she knew herself. And it was Him and only Him that possessed her totally – mind, body and soul. He reached a hand out to stroke her soft hair and she moaned softly at His touch. He stroked her hair for a few moments as she cooed her gratitude for Him being home. His hand moved down to cradle her cheek and she tilted her face into it, nuzzling His strong hand softly. She heard Him chuckle softly and she smiled back at Him. He moved around in front of her and pulled her to her feet. He reached behind her head and grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her head back and causing her to gasp. He put His mouth over hers, catching that gasp in His own mouth as he kissed her deeply. As He kissed her, He reached down and began playing with her breasts grabbing them and curling His fingers into the soft flesh. She loved having His hands on her body. His touch sent electric sparks through her and made her skin so sensitive and alive. Then He began to play with her hard nipples, and she thought to herself “Oh God no! Not my nipples! He knows what that does to me!” He did indeed know what it did to her and He smiled as He rolled her nipples between his fingers, pinching and pulling on the hard nubs as she moaned loudly her pleasure. He flicked each nipple in turn sending bolts of electric pleasure shooting through her breast and bringing a gasp to her lips. She threw her head back and arched as He continued to play with her breasts, as if offering them to Him. Then He moved one hand down her flat belly and began teasing her now dripping pussy. His hand grazed her plump lips and rubbed her swollen, aching clit. She pressed her hips outward, trying to make it easier for Him to touch her most intimate and sensitive spot. “Ohhhhhh,” elvankent escort she moaned aloud. He smiled, knowing her resolve was waning. His fingers split her outer lips and He felt the wetness of her pussy. He ran His finger up and down her slit teasing her clit, and slipping in and out of her warm wet hole. She began rotating her hips slightly at first, helping Him to hit all her favorite spots, She began grinding harder against His hand and pressing her hips to Him, urging Him to explore her further. Her wrists still cuffed behind her back, she opened and closed her hands, wishing He would free that so she could hold Him. But He wanted to keep her helpless, knowing that being bound and powerless to resist His teasing always drove her mad with lust. His fingers churned inside her slippery lovehole, as she squirmed and wriggled and moaned her delight. She could feel her need building inside her, She was getting close and she didn’t know how much longer she could hold out. She struggled valiantly to maintain her composure; she did not want to lose the game this time! Still it was getting very hard… Then, without warning, He pulled His fingers from her and stepped back, leaving her panting and unsteady as she stood there before Him. A moment later He swept her up in His arms and carried her across the room to a bed in the corner of the basement. He laid her gently on the bed and she moved instantly to the middle and, laying on her back, stretched her frame completely out for Him. They had made the basement into a home “dungeon” where they played the BDSM games. He had found an old wrought-iron full size bed frame at a moving sale and had put it down here to play on. He liked the construction but knowing it would be used for something besides sleeping on, he added some reinforcements by welding some steel gussets at the corners of the frame and head and foot boards. He also added a rail along each side of the bed, right at the point where the mattress sets on the box spring, to add rigidity to the head and footboards as well as add a handy tie-off point for His ropes. She lay there, blindfolded and waited for what He was going to do next. He first tied her arms to points on the side rails about even with her hips, making sure she couldn’t move them.

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From my earliest recollections, I always felt an attraction to both men and women. When I finally became sexually active after I turned sixteen, I also had sex with both genders. I did not have a definite preference and always felt that the homophobic aversions that my buddies exhibited, were extremely narrow-minded.I, of course, kept my bisexuality a secret for obvious reasons, but never joined in with the slurs that abounded regarding gay men. All gossip and derision I heard, I simply answered with a; ‘who cares,’ shrug.Over the following few years, as I matured, I began to develop a fixation on having a bisexual threesome with a woman and another guy. In my mind, that had to be the hottest experience of them all. Sadly, this seemed to be the elusive holy grail in my life, and no situation like that had ever presented itself. I had no idea when I met Corky, that my dream would finally get realized.When Corky got employed at the construction company I was working for, I took an instant liking to him. Corky was anything but good-looking and was fairly skanky. He was around six-foot-tall, and slim of stature. His icky hands were always dirty, but thankfully his fingernails were clipped very short. His overalls were also the dirtiest of our crew and I felt sure that they got washed far less than anyone else’s.Corky made no bones about being ‘white trash,’ and spoke proudly of his poor upbringing. He had a few bad habits and thought nothing of using his thumbs to expel snot from his nostrils. His language was very coarse but his goofy sense of humour was intoxicatingly hilarious.In our team of workers, I wasn’t his only fan, and everyone adored him. At teatimes and during lunch breaks, Corky always had us in stitches with laughter, with graphic stories centred around his latest sexual exploits. Amid the mirth, it was clear that Corky was highly sexed and quite a stud.On a more serious note, I have to admit that when it came to work, he made the rest of us look silly. He was far stronger than anyone else and could do twice as much as the rest of us, in half the time.During a lunch break one day, a fellow workmate asked, “How did you get your nickname?”With a hearty chuckle, Corky then replied, “From my cock.”“Are you serious?” the colleague then countered.“Yeah. My brother gave me the nickname. According to him, my dick is shaped like a large champagne cork,” Corky concluded.Stunned beşevler escort looks now greeted his revelation.After gazing at us from one to the other, Corky enquired, “Don’t you guys believe me?”An uncomfortable silence then followed, with everyone reluctant to express their inquisitiveness.“Well, in case you think I’m talking shit, let me show you,” Corky said as he stood up.After unzipping the trouser of his overall bottom, Corky unceremoniously pushed his pants and underpants down to his knees. There was a unison of surprised exclamations as we all looked on with open mouths.The revealed vision was breathtaking. The long and thick shaft of his dick was topped by a large light pink apple head. It was the kind of cock that one had only ever heard of in myths. Breaking our astonished silence, Corky added his supplementary announcement with a laugh.“When this thing gets hard, not only does it get bigger, but goes as stiff as a wooden pole,” Cocky bragged with a mischievous chuckle.“Fuck… How many women have you killed?” one of the guys exclaimed.“None so far,” Corky uttered roguishly.“My wife would have a heart attack if she saw that,” one of the other guys blurted.“Well, do you guys now believe my stories about fucking women ragged?” Corky concluded as murmurs of acknowledgment abounded.For the rest of the day, I laughed to myself as I saw whispering among the other men when Cocky wasn’t in their company. He had certainly made a huge impression on all of us. For me, however, I would now become fixated about seeing Corky in action.Several months before, I had moved in with a girlfriend named Mandy. We had a good sex life and I loved her open-mindedness. She was not only into oral and anal sex but also adventurous in her approach to fucking. Although we had begun to discuss having a threesome, thus far nothing had yet happened. What particularly intrigued me about our discussions was, that she made it clear that she would only consider a ménage trios with another guy. Best of all, she knew that I was opportunistically bisexual and had no problem with that.For me, Corky now became the perfect candidate. My greatest concern, however, was that Mandy might find him too skanky and crude. I was not concerned about Corky stealing her from me if she did take to him because he always made it known that he was not into cebeci escort relationships, and had no intention of settling down with anyone. As far as Corky wanting to fuck Mandy was concerned, with her looks, I reasoned that would be a no-brainer.Although I had mentioned Corky to Mandy I did not tell her about his ‘big reveal,’ after it had happened. I, nevertheless, was now becoming completely fixated on a threesome with Corky. I fully accepted that he was straight and that the threesome would not include any interaction between him and me. Seeing him in action nonetheless would be enough for me.On a Friday evening after work, I decided to get the ball rolling by inviting Corky to have a few drinks with me at a local bar.“I would love to have a few drinks with you, and who knows? Maybe I’ll find some fresh pussy to fuck at the pub,” he approved with a laugh.At the bar, as we sat sipping our drinks, I pulled out an excellent photograph of Mandy and showed it to him.“Wow… You are a very lucky guy. I’d love to get my hands on a beauty like this,” he exclaimed with a smile.Deciding to cut to the chase, I answered, “Well, maybe that’s a possibility.”Corky now looked at me quizzically, and with a disbelieving frown asked, “So you’d like me to fuck your girlfriend?”“Sure, why not? Mandy and I are very open-minded, and I’m sure she’ll enjoy it a lot,” I replied.“And what will you get out of it?” Corky questioned with a frown.I was relieved that he didn’t seem disgusted, but intrigued by my offer. I also knew that I was now embarking on unchartered territory and needed to be cautious.“Can you keep a secret, Corky?” I gingerly asked.“Of course, Noel,” he reassuringly answered.“Don’t get me wrong, I love Mandy and we are happy together. Truth be told, however, I am also bisexual,” I added, before promptly qualifying, “But if I can watch my girlfriend getting pleasured, that’s would be exciting for me.”I was once more relieved not to see a look of distaste on his face.In a noncommittal manner, Corky again looked at Mandy’s photograph, before saying, “Okay, if that floats your boat, it’s good for me.”I was slightly disappointed that Corky wasn’t more enthusiastic about the offer, or more encouraging about my ‘participation.’“So, does the idea not appeal to you?” I apprehensively asked.“Fuck yeah, the idea appeals to me very kolej escort much. Just name the date and time,” Corky then answered with a lot more enthusiasm.Before we went our separate ways, I told Corky that I would discuss the matter with Mandy and make arrangements with him the following week.On Saturday, I finally told Mandy all about Corky’s big reveal. I could see that Mandy was intrigued but also apprehensive after my revelations about his skankiness. In an attempt to bolster Corky’s shares, I told Mandy that when he was on his exploits, he always used condoms. This information had arisen during our lunch breaks when Corky had mentioned that as much as he hated using condoms, he wasn’t prepared to take chances with infections or unwanted pregnancies. By Sunday evening, I was pleased when Mandy gave the go-ahead.The following week, I invited Corky for supper on Friday evening. Although Mandy could tell how excited I was, I expressed my expectation that my role would simply be a voyeuristic one.“Don’t be so sure of that. Who knows? Maybe Corky is more adventurous than you think,” she reminded me.‘If only,’ I mentally ruminated to myself.By Friday I was so excited about the evening ahead, that during the day, I masturbated twice when I used the toilet at work.After work, my heart dropped when Corky announced that he would not be going home first, and simply follow me home.‘Oh, Jesus, now Mandy is going to see him at his skanky best,’ I thought to myself.I have to give Mandy props for not wincing when Corky and I entered the house. After standing around and sipping our drinks, Mandy announced that supper would be ready in ten minutes. I then made a big show of announcing that I needed to clean my hands and was pleased when Corky asked if he could join me.When we got to the bathroom Corky stated that he first needed to take a piss. As I scrubbed my hands I heard what sounded like Niagara Falls in the toilet bowl behind me. I cannot begin to explain my excitement at the sound, and couldn’t help thinking about the phallus that was producing those erotic noises.When he was done, Corky joined me at the vanity and got solidly stuck in with the nailbrush I handed him.Next, looking at me earnestly as he went about his task, Corky said, “Listen, Noel, I’m not as straight-laced as you might think. I’d like you to enjoy your evening and not be anxious about the inevitable bodily contact between us when we get going.”I wasn’t sure of the full extent of his meaning but hoped that it meant that if I touched him while he was fucking Mandy, there would be no repercussions.Once we sat down to supper, I was elated when I sensed Mandy warming to Corky. It was obvious that his unassuming goofiness was winning her over.

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His soft flaccid cock slowly grows hard as I stroke it in my hand. He is still sound asleep. He didn’t even stir when I took his cock out of his shorts. I stare at his cock, fascinated at its beauty. His mushroom head tempts me to lick it. My mouth waters as I lower my tongue closer. One small lick. He stirs. I look up, expecting his surprised stare, but his sleeping state lets me know that I am still safe, which makes me bolder. My hand continues to stroke his now hard cock, as my free hand begins to rub little soft circles on my clitoris. Little moans escapes, as my hand continues to move. His cock, hard and beautiful, beckons me to take it in my mouth. I lick the underside of his cock and he stirs again, yet, doesn’t wake up. I become even bolder. I suck his cock into my mouth and hear him moan. I look up, but his eyes are still closed. I smile and begin to bob my head up and down as I suck his cock. I swirl my tongue around the head of his cock and he emits a groan. I take him back into my mouth and bob my head, enjoying the way his cock feels against my tongue. I let my teeth graze along his cock and it jumps in excitement. My fingers tickle his balls as his cock continues to move in and out of my mouth. I feel his balls tense, and I know that he is close. eryaman escort I suck his cock harder and faster, wanting to taste his sperm. He groans and bucks his hips, but when I look, his eyes are still closed. I smile and think about what kind of dream he must be having. Soon, his cum shoots into my mouth, making me squeal with glee. I swallow all he has to offer, then I suck whatever remains off his cock. I grab his shorts and pull it back over his cock before turning to leave. I get to the door, with the full intent on returning back to my room before anyone hears me, but before I can open it, I get pinned to the door. My heart beats fast and my pussy pulses with need as his hands roughly mauls my breasts. “You think I’m going to let you go after that?” he asks, his voice husky. I moan in response as he licks my neck. One of his hand is massaging my breast as the other squeezes my pussy, sending jolts of pleasure through my body. I rest my head against his shoulders and moan softly, grinding my pussy on his hand. “I didn’t realize you were this naughty, Dee. You sexy witch.” “Only for you, Victor,” I purr as he finger fucks me. “Trying to take advantage of your brother’s friend while he is sleeping? sincan escort Why didn’t you just stick my cock inside your pussy and finish what you have started?” “I wanted you to crave and wonder who it could be,” I say seductively, as my hips continues to gyrate with his fingers fucking me. “Get your ass in my bed,” he tells me, his voice rough. He push me towards the bed and slaps my bottom as I walk. My t-shirt comes off and I push my underwear down, kicking it away just before I climbed on the bed. Knowing that he is looking, I lay down on the bed and begin to rub little circles around my clitoris. His eyes stays fixed on my fingers as if under a spell. He walks slowly towards me, and kneels in front of the bed. He sniffs my sex and his face is full of ecstasy. He removes my finger and sucks on it, tasting me. He closes his eyes, enjoying the taste, and then all of a sudden, he flings my hand away. His mouth attacks my pussy and I squeal with pleasure, taken by surprise. His tongue swirls around my clitoris making me push my hips up in desperation for more. He sucks my clitoris into his mouth and doesn’t relent when I beg him to slow, making the pleasure more intense. “Oh Victor!” I moan desperately etlik escort as I feel my stomach contract, signaling that my orgasm is near. My legs wraps around his neck, keeping him in place as the orgasm hits me. I throw my head back and cover my face with the pillow. I scream into the pillow as I cum hard, my body shakes as Victor continues to suck and lick my clitoris. My legs loosen around his neck, and I squirm in place as the orgasm fades, but lingers. “Victor. Oh god, Victor, stop. Stop,” I beg, unable to take anymore. I pull him up and he attacks my mouth with his and kisses me passionately, sharing my juices on his face with me. I moan into his mouth, as he massages my breast. “They’ll be up soon,” he whispers. “I know,” I reply, running my fingers through his hair. “Fuck me, Victor. Fuck me before we are interrupted.” He didn’t need to be told twice. He pushes off me and spread my legs wide open for him. The air hits my pussy and I whimper in pleasure, anticipating the moment when his cock will be buried inside of me. He takes a moment to appreciate the juices leaking down my ass before lining his cock to my pussy. He stares at me softly, full of lust and raw passion. I nod my head and he pushes his cock into me in one hard swift thrust. My head is thrown back and my mouth opens to scream in pleasure, but as if knowing that I would scream, Victor covers my mouth, muffling the scream. He doesn’t pause for a second. His hips pounds into me, making me full of ecstasy. I moan quietly, my breathing labored as his thick, long cock slowly and forcefully moves inside of me.

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“You still need to take care of me after we get out this theater,” Hannah whispered to me as the movie’s conclusion drew near. “Don’t worry, babe, I’ll make sure you get a good, hard and thorough fucking before the night is over,” I replied. “Good. I’m still horny as fuck and I need you in me as soon as possible,” she said as she reached up and gave me another seductive kiss. The movie finally ended and we made our way out of the theater and waited by the entrance to wait up for the others. Corey and Shelby were the first to come through the door and Shelby’s hair was a mess and Corey was adjusting his pants. I couldn’t help but laugh at him as they both tried to act as if nothing had happened in there. “Enjoy the movie?” I asked, still laughing at the two. “Yeah, it was pretty amazing,” Shelby said, just before Corey was about to speak. She looked at Corey and I could see she was flushed. He had to of fucked her in there. “It was good for damn sure,” he said with a laugh as he looked at me and winked. That bastard did fuck her! “Good deal my man! I glad you both enjoyed it. I know I sure did,” I said as I grabbed Hannah and pulled her closer to me. “I especially loved how it ended,” she shot back as she eryaman escort hugged me pretty tight. “Good. So where’s Zach and Lauren?” I asked as I noticed they still hadn’t come out of the theater yet. “I have no idea. I thought they were behind us but I guess not,” Shelby said as she stuck her head back in the door. “I don’t see them. Then again, I didn’t see them as we got up either. Maybe they snuck out?” Just then I saw them approach us from what I could only guess as the bathroom. “Where did you two go?” I asked. “We went to the bathroom.. The movie was too much for us,” Lauren said as they walked up to us. “Bathroom, huh? How was it?” I asked, even though I clearly knew the answer to that one. “Oh, you know, about as well as it can go in a tight space,” Zach said with slight sarcasm. “I wouldn’t know, but I intend to one of these days,” I shot back as I winked at Hannah. “It’s definitely worth it!” Lauren chimed in. “Speaking of bathroom, I need to go!” I said as I made my way there. I half expected Hannah to follow me, but to my disappointment she didn’t. And I didn’t have her number so I couldn’t text her to tell her to join me. I went in sincan escort the bathroom and began to do relieve myself when I heard the door open, close and then a click. Without having to look over my shoulder, I knew exactly what was going on – Hannah joined me in the bathroom! I finished up what I was doing and before I could turn around I felt a hand grasp my limp cock. “Can’t really do much without this thing hard as a rock,” she seductively whispered in my ear. “Maybe you should do something about it,” I shot back as she began to squeeze my cock. “Don’t you worry about that.” She began squeezing my cock and working it back and forth with her hand. Within a few seconds I was as hard as I’ve ever been. Hannah began furiously stroking my cock once it gained it’s true. I leaned back into her and let her do what she wanted. With some quick thinking, I reached back and began rubbing her jean covered pussy. I tried to rub as hard as I could, but the angle made it somewhat difficult to accomplish. Nonetheless I still got the job. Within a few minutes of rubbing on her pussy, she quit stroking my cock and just gripped my shaft while moaning in my ear. etlik escort I pulled my hand away and turned around to face her. “I want your cock so bad,” she said as she looked at me with sultry eyes. “Then turn around,” I ordered, slapping her ass while she turned, causing a surprise moan while looking back at me and biting her lip. “I love getting spanked,” she said as she winked at me. “Just keep that in mind. And be sure to fuck me really well.” “Don’t you worry about getting fucked. I’m gonna fuck you like no one has before.” With that, I forcefully unbuttoned her pants and slid them down her thighs. I bent her over before inspecting her arousal, but just as I expected, she was wet and ready to go. I began rubbing the head of my cock up and down her slit to collect her juices to make entry easier. I’m going to tear your pussy up. I noticed from the theater that she was pretty tight and in the bathroom was no exception. I eased my way inside and was relieved when I hit bottom. I held still for a few seconds to let my cock to get coated in her juices before I let her have it. I slowly started thrusting in and out of her, building up speed and force rather quickly. “Yes, baby, fuck me hard! OH I’ve really needed this,” she moaned out. I reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair, wrapped some around my wrist and pulled back. She moaned out again and started thrusting back into me. Then I remembered that she likes to be spanked. With one, quick motion, I landed a sharp slap to her ass that echoed throughout the bathroom.

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