Crossroads Ch. 02

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Ass

Even before we got down the staircase from Serena’s private apartment, we were both approached by others, each as naked as we were. Serena was whisked away by a big, burley black stud wearing nothing more than a cock ring around what had to be 10″ of uncut cock. For a second, I was very jealous. Then a soft hand wrapped around my cock, and I turned to see who’s it was. It belonged to a petite young thing, no more than 19, at best. She had a great pair of tits, perfectly formed for her size. Below the waist…let’s just say I was impressed.

She has a soft, fluffy thatch of red pubic hair, surrounding a monster of a cock. This thing was probably 11-12″ long, and a good 3″ around. Even semi-hard, it was huge.

“I saw you go upstairs with Serena earlier, but I knew you’d come back down, and I wanted to wait for you. You are the hottest new guy to come in here in a long time, and I had to have you, even if it meant letting Serena have you first. You don’t mind, do you?”

The whole time she was speaking to me, she was stroking my cock gently, bringing me back to a state of full arousal. All I could do was shake my head “no”, and let her lead me away. She never loosened her grip on my cock, and led me like a dog on a leash to a corner full of cushions and pillows. She spun me around to the cushions, pushed me down to my knees, and took her meat in her hand. Without saying anything, I opened wide, and let this beauty face fuck me.

She wasted no time in thrusting her cock deep down my throat, almost making me gag. I relaxed as much as I could, and tried to remember every trick I was taught by me first gay lover, Herb. I quickly got the hang of deep throating, thanks to his teaching, and I was able to take this monster without much difficulty at all. She was obviously impressed by my skills, and wasn’t shy about saying so.

“Holy sex hikayeleri shit, boy. You suck cock better than most women I’ve let near this thing. What other kinds of skills do you have for me, hmm?”

I smiled, shrugged my shoulders, and kept sucking. She had other ideas, however. Pulling her cock away, she pushed me onto my back, and reached for a condom. Sliding it on, she pushed my knees up to my chest, and started to tease my ass. I’ve always loved to have my ass played with, so I was more than willing to let her go to town. I was a bit leery of taking that monster cock, but I figured it was going to be worth it.

She licked my ass, leaving a nice thick coat of her saliva to lube me up, and pressed the head of her cock to my ass, using enough force to penetrate, without being violent about it. She was a patient lover, willing to take it slow, so I could get used to her inside my ass. Eventually, she was buried in my man-cunt as far as she could get, and began to probe me, slowly at first, but picking up speed as she went along. I laid back and enjoyed the feeling, never having had this much cock in me at once before.

As my red-haired lover plowed my ass, the Cher impersonator from earlier came over to see who was getting so lucky. “Oh, my. You are a very talented man, my friend. First Serena, and then Trinity in one night. Takes a real stud to get both of them to give you this much attention. I wonder what makes you so good?”

“Why don’t you bring that cock of yours over here, and let me show you, baby? I promise, it’ll be worth the effort.” I said.

Without another word, Cher lowered her cock to my mouth, and I sucked her in. Her cock was small, but quite hard, and very tasty. I was really glad I’d made the decision to come to this place.

By this time, we were attracting quite porno hikayeleri a crowd. Apparently, most guys couldn’t handle Trinity’s cock in their ass for more than couple of minutes, and I was handling it well enough that I was also able to suck on another cock at the same time. Before I knew it, I felt something hot land on my chest. Looking past Cher, I saw the bartender blowing a load on my chest, just from watching me get fucked in the ass and the face at the same time. There were others gathered around, all of them playing with themselves while they watched. I saw pussies being fingered, cocks being stroked, and hands everywhere, pleasuring others and themselves.

Again, another hot come load splashed on my chest as another guy let loose for me. Soon, I was buried under a bucket load of semen, all over my chest and crotch. Trinity was still banging away on my ass, but her strokes were getting faster and faster, and I knew she was close.

Cher pulled her cock out of my mouth, and let loose a torrent of come all over my face and neck. All I could do was lie there and enjoy the feeling of being a giant come stain. That was a feeling I’d never forget. Trinity finally managed to get herself to orgasm, and pulled her massive cock out, ripped the condom off, and shot the most come I’ve ever seen from anyone. I was practically swimming in come, and I still hadn’t gotten off again myself.

Trinity must have realized this, because she chased everyone off of me. Many of the come sluts in the place had taken to licking me clean, and most of the come was gone, except for the come on my face. Trinity licked that off herself, and picked me up off the ground. She led me towards center stage, which now featured a portable shower setup. Trinity turned the water on me, and gave me a gentle hose down, paying special attention seks hikayeleri to my now-aching cock. Every time I got close to coming, she’d back away, and wash a different part of me.

Soon, I was clean enough for Trinity. She shut down the shower, and led me to a table. Serena was sitting there with a smile on her face.

“So, I’d guess you’ve enjoyed yourself quite a bit tonight. Trinity doesn’t give anyone a bath like that, except me, of course, so you must have really made an impression on her for her to do that.”

“He not only took me up his tight ass, but was able to suck Cher off at the same time. Man like that, we need to keep around, Serena.”

“I quite agree, Trinity. But why is his cock still so hard? Did no one pay attention to him while he was giving you so much pleasure?”

“We saved him for you, Serena. We knew you’d want to seal the deal, as it were.”

“Mmm, right you are, Trinity. Bring that thing here, baby, let Serena make it all better for you.”

She inhaled my cock, and gave me a phenomenal blowjob. I couldn’t have lasted long, even if I wanted to. I practically screamed, and let my seed fly. Serena swallowed every last drop, not wasting a bit of it. Trinity caught me as I collapsed, totally spent for the final time that night, and gently laid me down next to Serena.

“I would like it very much, my incredible stud, if you would consent to becoming a regular at my table here at Crossroads.”

Several of the onlookers gasped, as Serena made many regulars, but very few got invitations to her table. I would have been stupid to say no, after a night like tonight.

“I am honored to be asked, and gratefully accept, your generous offer, Serena. I hope I never give you cause to regret your decision.”

“With a body like this, I doubt very highly you will, my new friend.”

I settled into my new spot, at the right hand of Serena, Goddess of the Crossroads. In the coming weeks and months, I would see and do many things, and many people. I even took a poke at Big Bertha, but that’s another story altogether…

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The End of the Drought

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A Reunion After Decades Apart

“What on earth was she doing here?” she asked herself. She absently watched the deer nibbling silently and incessantly at the grass, the whole herd moving imperceptibly closer to her the longer she sat still. To an onlooker, a peaceful scene; unremarkable even. But that betrayed a churning turmoil that almost paralysed her.

She was more anxious than at any time in what seemed like living memory. The most critical manifestation of this angst was a growing desperation for a pee, perhaps more. She recognised the familiar signs but it wasn’t just the nervous waiting this time – there was a disbelief that she was here at all… It had all started so innocently: a renewed contact between two people whose lives had moved way beyond what they’d previously shared – what could be the harm? Polite exchanges at first, but he had revealed a remaining lust for her that had taken her aback; that hadn’t been in the script! She’d started by trying to shrug it off, reminding him of how her life had evolved and filled out. She’d spelled out how much she had to lose and how little appetite she had for endangering it. She’d pointed out that she wasn’t in her twenties any more, with all that that means to a woman’s body. That had worked from time to time and their contact had oscillated between silences, awkward attempts to chat about life’s humdrums and his occasional protestations of his continuing sexual interest in her.

The silences had seemed quite grown up at first – two adults taking a sensible pill – but she missed his interest in her and she was always pleased when their contact – usually emails these days – resumed. She wished it were otherwise but she missed having him there in the background. And it was a very fractured thing, their contact. She had so much on her plate that just time itself was at a premium, and when emailing him there was always the cocktail of conflicts: a desire to keep the distant relationship alive; the guilt of feeling that she was being disloyal; the worry of losing what she had worked for and… that certain something: a tingle perhaps? No; not that. Almost a physical response to both the sweet and sexually forthright ways he’d express himself to her; she secretly loved knowing how she made him feel and she admitted to herself that she almost revelled in the effect she had on him. He was clearly still aroused by her – that much was crystal clear – and that knowledge did something for her as well, although she’d never let him in on that particular secret!

And gradually it had sort of taken on a life of its own, this irregular distant meeting of minds and suppressed desire; well; sexual curiosity really. To the point that here she sat, waiting for him, her head full of questions and doubts and her stomach churning. Her beloved son had been so excited to be staying the weekend at his chum’s a couple of villages away and she’d seen a possibility born. She wouldn’t really be missed tonight – hubby was preparing to watch Chelsea get beaten by some unpronounceable Turkish club in the quarter final of the something-or-other Cup and hardly seemed to notice her mention the completely fictitious friend from Bristol who’d now moved to Derby with her new husband and, you wouldn’t believe it, had recently started her own Jamie Oliver parties. Job done. With an accompanying menu of doubts and guilts. What was she thinking of?

She was nowhere near Derby; sat in the grounds of a country hotel barely fifty miles from home waiting to discover whether you could put flesh back onto a ghost or whether they’re best laid to rest forever.

He was relieved that he had the urgency over the last few miles of his journey to distract him from the bigger picture. That had been an agonising 30 minutes sat stationary near Catterick whilst the emergency services had cleared a jack-knifed truck from the A1(M). If the bloody Poles can’t drive trucks properly, make them stay at home to bugger up people’s plans there! Just how many pallets of frozen chickens does it take to bring a dual carriageway to a standstill? And now he was late. Not the end of the world but he hated the thought of her having to wait for him – it was meant to be the other way around. He’d ‘phoned her, obviously, but he was still driving too fast now – concentrating hard and pushing everything else to the back of his mind. And there was plenty to push.

He didn’t feel guilty particularly but he was aware that he was swimming in the deep end this time; this wasn’t just a brief messing about for her – this was high stakes stuff. And it wouldn’t be leading anywhere anyway – that much he already acknowledged. This was a mutual itch that they’d sort of both concluded together needed scratching. As much as anything he was nervous. Would the evening even get off to any kind of start at all; would even sensible conversation be choked off by a suffocation of politeness, guilt, awkwardness and an unwillingness on both parts to commit to even the most modest of sex hikayeleri first steps?

And, he admitted to himself, would he be any good when…? The usual twin fears stalked him: would he even rise sufficiently to the occasion amidst all the emotional background clutter and, if he did, would he be so excited that it would all be over before it had properly got under way? Certainly the evidence for the first fear was there – he comforted himself that his current absence of any erection at all could be put down to his concentration and irritation. As for the second – well, he wasn’t in his teens any more and the infrequent recent experience suggested that he had little to fear on that score. But still he worried.

And with every passing minute he feared that she would think twice and the next he’d hear would be a heartfelt apology on the mobile as she slid back behind her steering wheel to head home. For Chrissake – how slowly can this wanker in front drive?? Get a fucking move on!!

She smiled at the realisation – she was getting cold feet! It may be sunny but late afternoon in February in County Durham is hardly tropical. She’d need to move soon just to restore feeling to her extremities. The deer were just the other side of the wall now; so close she could hear them feeding on the soft grass. The crows, or were they jackdaws – she was never much good at all that, were still making a racket in the trees behind her but the afternoon had turned; they’d soon be settling down for another chilly night. The closest few deer started and stepped back a few paces smartly as she involuntarily shivered. The spell broken, she stood up and the whole herd moved away a few yards. Surely they saw enough people not to be so nervous?

She’d use the loo in reception and then what? Her fingers closed over her car keys – she could be home in an hour and a half… Perhaps it was best. What had she fooled herself would happen? Pathetic, acting like a bloody teenager. She turned on her heel towards reception, the gravel crunching expensively beneath her boots. And the crows, or whatever they were, all took to the air together with a couple of clattering wood pigeons – surely she hadn’t had that effect? And then she realised – there was a car swinging a little too quickly into the drive. She recognised him immediately. She wasn’t driving anywhere that night – for better or worse.

He couldn’t believe it – there she was! Oh Christ… Perhaps it would have been simpler all round if she’d given up… Oh shut up you twat – she’s there. Waiting for you. And she’s just what you’d hoped. It’s her – she’s changed but she’s just the same. He was in a heightened state now – extreme anticipation had temporarily pushed nerves aside; he was in a film and the script was going to play out regardless. It’s just that he had no idea what the script said… In the seconds before stopping next to her he’d undertaken a rapid appraisal. Christ; she filled a pair of jeans nicely. Her winter jacket wasn’t exactly revealing but it couldn’t completely hide the promise of what appeared to be a very full bosom. Wonderful! Her smile – perhaps a little nervous? – was just as he remembered and her hair still had that lovely lustrous quality and body. It was grey now but that hardly mattered – it crowned what was an embodiment of all his desires.

Christ; he was alive now. In the space of a few seconds his hands had started to shake; thank God he had a steering wheel to hang on to. He wanted her right there and then but was absolutely petrified with uncertainty. At least his dick seemed to have reconnected itself at last!

They both said “Hiya” together and laughed. In an effort to retain some practicality he suggested that he go and park the car – did she want to hop in? No thanks; she wanted a last few seconds on her own – the short walk would do her good. She watched as the brake lights went out and the engine was silenced. He reached behind himself for a jacket and stepped out of the car. She was in no rush – she wanted a first impression of what had dragged her from hearth and home on this increasingly chilly night. That first impression was largely favourable, she concluded. He wasn’t his former reasonably skinny self and from this distance he looked bald. That wasn’t true; she knew – he just kept his now grey hair very short. No moustache now, either. Funny how that memory of him had stuck all these years. He looked as if he’d kept himself fit but she realised with a start that this was a guy in his sixties. Hell; he was an older man back then and he still is! Ha! I’ll have to pull his leg about that…

They walked back to reception together; polite small talk to the accompaniment of that modern backing track – the rumbling of suitcase wheels. Checking in made her smile – he hadn’t changed: he corrected the pretty receptionist (Lithuanian; Russian?) with a winning smile. No; they didn’t have the same surname. They weren’t Mr and Mrs anything… The receptionist looked porno hikayeleri up from under her eyelids and caught his gaze. She understood.

She hardly bothered to look at the room when he opened the door; she was busting after all! She made her apologies and made a bee-line for the en suite. Shut the door fully but didn’t lock it. She sat there, the marble floor and walls seeming to calm her down. She’d been freezing only a short while ago but now she was glad of the chance to sit in the peace and cool of the bathroom. She noticed her hands slightly shaking as washed them. She wasn’t fully in control. Did she think she would be? Did she want to be?

She had another couple of minutes to herself as he needed a pee. She noticed that he didn’t shut the door completely, leaving it an inch or two ajar. A hint of a greater measure of familiarity or self-confidence, she supposed. She sat on the corner of the bed for a moment and reached out, running her hand over the duvet. Why? She grinned to herself…

By the time he’d come back she was hanging up her dress for the night. She’d agonised over the choice – nothing too formal or over the top but special enough to do justice to the occasion. It was no coincidence that she’d almost rejected it for being perhaps a bit too low-cut but she’d tried it on anyway and in the naughty privacy of the changing room had leaned forward a bit towards the mirror. She’d smiled to herself almost triumphantly; she was still proud of her breasts and she knew they’d work well for her in that dress – he wouldn’t fail to notice those in a hurry! She’d leaned even further forward and she had to admit that her cleavage looked damn good. Almost sheepishly she’d cupped her hanging breasts in both hands and felt their weight, her nipples hardening between her fingers. Jesus Christ; she could feel herself moistening – she needed to get a grip! She’d taken off the dress with some urgency, feeling quite shocked by her speedy arousal. Pathetic – she’d even looked both ways as she pulled back the dressing room curtain, as if to see whether anyone had watched her!

Shoes had been easy – he was a sucker for plain high-heeled court shoes. She’d tried on a couple of pairs before finding what she was looking for; her legs looked great in them but she quickly took them off – she didn’t want a more public repeat of her dressing room incident! Lingerie took the longest, funnily enough. The colour, really. Black always works, but perhaps too predictable. White wouldn’t have worked with her stockings. Red? Tempting but obvious? She’d finally gone for a deep burgundy, almost plum. The bra would make her breasts unmissable and she’d gone for a matching pair of little panties, not a thong, with a pretty little garter belt.

On her way home from the shops she’d prayed that the guys wouldn’t be home yet and she was in luck. Breathlessly she’d run upstairs, thrown off her clothes and almost ritually tried on her new purchases. She’d paused a little to survey her offering to him before putting on the dress. Christ; she could almost fancy herself! The colour of the lingerie looked great against her skin; her bust was so firm and grabbed attention. Her bum didn’t look at all bad and she was pleased with the contrast of the dark of her panties and stockings with the pale of her thighs. And when her dress was on – woe betide any guy who tried to ignore her!

She’d not wasted any time in peeling the dress off, though – she had no idea how long she had to herself. She’d hung it deep in her wardrobe, far from prying eyes and walked back across the bedroom, catching sight of another woman in the full-length mirror! No; that was no other woman – that was her in all her renewed glory. She was impressed! She sat on the bed, kicked off her shoes and carefully rolled down her stockings. She reached behind and undid her bra, feeling her breasts’ weight as she slid it off her shoulders. She was flushed, she noticed, and her nipples had darkened and stiffened. Her fingers trembled like a young girl’s as she ran their tips around her nipples – she’d always loved having her breasts played with.

Oh Christ – it was happening again. She pretended to herself that she was just reaching down to take off her panties but her fingers pushed inside the soft material to feel her moistness. She fell backwards on the bed and parted her legs a little. She ought to take the panties off, but they were part of the magic. She’d have to make this quick, but she was used to that. One hand was just stroking her lips – hell, she was soaking now – whilst the other expertly played her clitoris into the epicentre of her consciousness. She climaxed in just a couple of minutes; she was good! She lay there, panting; her heart pounding; her fingers sticky and juicy. Her mind was made up – she was going through with it. If she could make herself feel like that, she’d slaughter him! Far too soon her reverie had been disturbed by a car pulling up outside – time to turn miraculously seks hikayeleri from tramp into caring mother and dutiful wife…

“Blimey – sorry!” She’d jumped a mile as he touched her, jerking her back from her daydream. He’d walked up behind her, gently placed his hands on her hips and just rested the side of his face against her hair. She’d been gazing out of the window and in the western sky Venus was already the usual evening highlight – an optimistic omen he hoped! He could smell her hair and he luxuriated in its softness – the years just rolled away. He could have stood like that for hours – just being here like this was more than he’d wildly expected only months beforehand.

But she turned in his arms to face him, looked up and smiled. He was lost. He wanted this moment to last forever. How could he ever let her go again? She pulled him closer and he could feel the press of her breasts. She angled her head and parted those soft lips a fraction of an inch. For the first time in nearly twenty years his lips were on hers and it felt like heaven. Their first kiss was hesitant, shy even. They parted and looked at each other as if to take in what had just happened. But they were holding each other tight and weren’t letting go.

She wondered if this was all going to plan, before realising that she didn’t have one and guessing that he didn’t either. It felt so natural, stood there by the window with just the stars and bare trees as onlookers. She offered herself again and he kissed her far more urgently this time, their tongues meeting for the first time. You could have lit up a small town with the electricity that produced! And suddenly they couldn’t get enough of each other, their lips being squashed by the passion of years apart. There was no stopping this now, even if she’d wanted to. And she didn’t…

She had been pushed back against the writing desk under the window, the edge just at bum height. She was leaning back and he was pressing into her. Mmm – she was doing something right; she could feel his hardness now against her tummy. Perhaps she ought to be doing something…

He realised that he ought to do something else. It couldn’t be comfortable to be jammed up against the desk like that and his dick was already reminding him that just kissing her all night was not really going to tick all the boxes. He feared his next decision – if he acts and it’s the wrong thing he’ll have shattered the moment. If he doesn’t she’ll wonder whether he’s turned gay since they were last together!

He glanced at the clock by the bed – just over two hours till dinner. Even allowing for the age she’d probably take to get ready they were not in a rush. They had time for… well, whatever turned up. And so he acted. He slipped his hands inside her top and started to slip it upwards off her. Her next action would answer all the questions…

She raised her arms to let him start undressing her. There was no point in acting coy; they both knew why they were there. God; he was so gentle – were his hands shaking? He took care that her top would not catch her earrings and he also tried to avoid messing up her hair. She was stood there now, he temporarily distracted as he turned to carefully lay the top on the chair. For God’s sake – leave the damn thing; turn around and look at ME!!

He turned back to her; was he deliberately taking his time to increase the anticipation? Christ; she had a pair of tits! He could see that she wasn’t a twenty-something any more but those breasts were wonderful. There was no point in being Mr Cool anymore – he just wanted to see them out. But he savoured the moment; he had to feel her before he took off her bra – she just looked so firm and proud stood there.

He cupped her breasts and made no attempt to take them out of her bra. He leaned forward and kissed her shoulders, neck and chest. He moved to her bosom and kissed the exposed skin and seemed to want to push his face into her cleavage. “Just wait till I’ve got my fuck-me undies on!” she thought, “you won’t be able to take your eyes off me…”

He reached behind her at last and undid her bra with an accomplished ease. But he wanted to savour this. She duly allowed the straps down over her arms and then he slowly lowered her bra, watching her breasts fall under their own weight. They did droop a little more than they had before, but that was to be expected. But she’d been right – they were still magnificent. He loved the impression of weight in more mature boobs and hers were perfect – full and womanly but they still stood up fantastically. And her nipples were superbly perky, darker and bigger than he remembered. He was enraptured…

And so he was transfixed – his lovely ex-wife standing topless in the weak moonlight. His face must have been a picture!

She was enjoying this more than she’d imagined. She was getting an unexpected buzz from standing there topless, breasts hanging and exposed for his scrutiny. She knew she looked good and she knew that he thought she did as well – he just stood there almost reverentially. She wondered how big he was now; she knew that she was ready for him. She was almost tempted to slip her hand down to feel herself but discretion made her hold back.

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Beach Shower: Helping the Ladies

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On a recent afternoon, I went down to the local beach for a quick swim and bodysurf after work. It was summer and the days were hot, however there was a strong onshore wind and I didn’t expect a great deal from the waves. When I got there, I wasn’t surprised. Worse, there were strong currents and the water was soupy with small ‘cornflake’ seaweed. Nevertheless, I went in, thinking getting thrown around by the waves would be a good antidote to my busy day in the office.

I was the only one in the water and was having quite a nice time surfing the quick breaks when I could get them. I had to work hard not to get pulled out in rips. After a little while, two women came along with their dogs and came into the water a little way from me. I felt a little responsible as they may have thought it was a safe place as I was swimming there, however it didn’t feel that way to me at all.

I am in my forties and reasonably fit. These women were in their mid 20s I guessed and had lovely voluptuous bodies from what I could see from the distance and in spite of my short sightedness. It appeared to me that one of the women was pregnant, not very far along but her body was singing in its ripeness. She had a lovely little swell to her belly and her breasts, nicely held in a halter neck bikini top, were like firm, ripe mangoes. Her whole body screamed of womanliness. It was difficult to take my eyes off her. I didn’t want to be a perv but she was lovely to behold.

After some time I went into the beach, mentioning to the women in passing that it was very rippy. They laughed and acknowledged it. My delight was not reduced on seeing the pregnant woman closer up. I stood on the beach for a while on the pretence of watching the waves but really watching them. Then I walked up off the beach to the small carpark and the outdoor showers. Whilst I was showering in one of the two showers, I was delighted when the women from the beach came and showered in the other shower. These are just two shower heads protruding in opposite directions from the same central pole. I washed myself for longer than necessary whilst enjoying the sight of the pregnant woman washing herself.

In all this time I didn’t feel like my attentions were creepy. There were other people around and the women seemed to like the attention.

Whilst in the showers, we struck up conversation. We remarked on the seaweed which was all over us and particularly sex hikayeleri caught up in her long hair. The showers are fitted with a water saving function that turns them off after a short time. I think they are faulty as they only stay on for about 15 seconds at a time. At that rate, she was having a tough time pulling the small pieces of seaweed out of her hair. I took a risk.

“Let me help you,” I said.

She smiled and turned her back on me, holding the button on and tipping her head back into the flow of water. I started to pull pieces of the seaweed out of her hair. We kept up like this and she really started to get into it, smiling, making small noises of pleasure and moving her head to let me get to different bits. By this stage the process had started to turn into something of a head massage and I had started to pick pieces of seaweed off her neck and shoulders. She seemed to be enjoying herself and I certainly was!

After a little while, something needed to change or it would be ridiculous. She turned around, smiled at me and said “I’m Cassie.”

I said, “Hi, I’m Jim.” She also introduced her friend (who I suspected was her partner) as Lou. Lou didn’t seem to mind what had been going on.

Cassie said, “Thanks, so much, you’re really good at that. I’m going to have to keep going at home under a proper shower. Lou gets so impatient getting it out of my hair.”

I summoned up my courage (aided by my arousal) and said “Would you like me to come and help?”

She paused for a moment, looked at Lou. They shared a smile which stayed on her lovely face as she turned back to me and said “Ok.”

I didn’t know what to expect but was definitely damn excited as I got in my car and followed them the short drive back to their place. I parked and followed them into what was a single room, open plan studio with a kitchenette at one end, a lounge area in the middle and a queen bed at the other end with a stylish, open shower on the opposite wall, facing the bed. The shower was of a design that there was no screen, just plenty of tiled space to catch the falling water. Lou started to busy herself with unpacking beach things as Cassie headed straight for the shower. She got the water flowing and hopped under, in her bikini. I was standing there a bit flat footed when she looked over her shoulder at me and said, “Well, come on Jim.” I needed no further encouragement and walked over porno hikayeleri behind her in the shower and continued the job of pulling the seaweed out of her hair.

It was much more pleasant under the warm shower and Cassie let herself loose a lot more with her sounds of pleasure. She proceeded to pull off her bikini top then bottom so that she was standing with her back to me, completely naked. I didn’t know what to do, but just played it cool, continuing my work. I could not actually see her naked breasts but it was certainly a turn on. By now I had a raging hard on that was pushing straight up at the waistband of my board shorts, threatening to erupt out of the top. All this time Lou just continued pottering about the studio, looking over at us nonchalantly. She didn’t raise an eyebrow at Cassie’s nakedness and could not have failed to notice my erection, but made no comment on it.

At length, the cornflakes were removed and Cassie indicated with body language that she was done. She stepped away from me, turned around and ran her face under the water, now facing me in all her glory. She was beautiful. After a moment she smiled at me and hopped out, grabbing a towel that was hanging on a hook nearby. I didn’t know what to do so turned off the shower taps. Cassie said, “Hang on, do you mind doing Lou, I’m feeling like I need to lie down.” I looked over at Lou who just smiled and walked towards the shower. At this point I had had very little to do with Lou and had not touched her at all. I got the water flowing at the right temperature. She looked at me, looked down at my straining cock in my board shorts, looked up at me again, smiled and assumed the position. I got down to business again, removing all the cornflakes from her hair. I was more timid with Lou as I hadn’t felt such encouragement from her so I was surprised when she pulled down the soaps of her one piece and removed it. Once again, I had a beautiful woman naked with her back to me. My cock was screaming.

I hadn’t really taken my eyes off Lou during this time, however now looked out of the shower and saw that Cassie was now lying naked on the bed, just lolling and watching us, smiling. Lou now repeated Cassie’s earlier performance, turned around, presenting her beautiful nakedness to me then stepped out and grabbed a towel. Again, I didn’t know what to do so I turned off the shower. Lou was now towelling herself off and Cassie seks hikayeleri was still lying on the bed, looking at me. She said “Don’t you want a shower?”

I said “I guess so.” I turned the shower back on and stepped under. It felt beautiful running over my body. I knew it would feel better naked. I was a little nervous but incredibly aroused so I just pulled off my board shorts. I had my eyes closed at this stage, luxuriating in the flow of the water but was facing out at the women. I stayed that was for some time, then opened my eyes and looked out where Lou had now joined Cassie on the bed where they were both lying naked, watching me. I didn’t know what to do so just kept showering for a little while, and they kept watching.

At length, I turned off the shower and stood, dripping wet and erect, on the shower tiles. I hadn’t brought my towel in and there were no others on the hooks. This moment lasted what seemed like a long time, with both women looking at me and smiling. Finally Cassie giggled and said “Would you like a towel?”

I said “Yes please” and she got up off the bed, walking naked to a dresser from which she pulled a towel. She walked towards me in the classic position of somebody about to dry another off. She came up to me and proceeded to dry my chest, my face, my back. I was still standing there with a raging hard on, loving it. She then knelt down in front of me and dried my butt, legs and groin. She was tender and loving in her attention, but didn’t pay particular attention to my cock and balls, other than drying them well. All this time, Lou was looking on, smiling. When Cassie was done, she wrapped the towel around my waist and returned to the bed.

Again I wasn’t sure what to do so just stood there. After a few moments, Lou said, “I think we may have a sleep now Jim, thanks so much for helping us get the seaweed out.” She got up and hugged me. It was obvious that I was being dismissed but she was still generous in pressing her beautiful naked body into me as we hugged. Cassie then got up and gave me the same treatment. It was blissful.

She then said, “Lovely to meet you, Jim. Please pull the door shut on your way out.” I started to walk towards the door but she said with a cheeky grin “Oh, you can’t take our towel, we hardly know you!” whilst she proceeded to pull the towel off me, exposing my continuously engorged cock. She leaned in and gave me a sweet kiss on the lips, slapped my but and said, “Off you go now.” I shrugged and walked my naked butt out of there, led by my raging cock. As I stepped out of the door, I turned back to face them. They looked me up and down, blew kisses and giggled and I closed the door…

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Brad was lying naked on the massage table while Crystal, his mom, was teaching Connie and Chloe deep tissue massage.

Crystal was in her 40’s and was very pretty with shoulder length blonde curly hair, a nice butt and DD size breasts.

Connie was older, Brad was guessing in her 50’s and what he would call big boned, not fat, just tall and sturdie. Her butt was too big, in his opinion, but her breasts were even bigger than his mom’s.

Chloe was twenty-something and had purple hair, a nose ring and, as he would later find out, pierced nipples. Her breasts were smaller, but real and didn’t sag like Crystal’s or Connie’s.

Brad was on his stomach and Crystal would show Chloe and Connie what to do and they would each demonstrate. Brad worked out regularly and his body was all hard muscle.

They had done his back and were now working up his legs. When they got to his butt, Crystal removed the towel that had been covering him, saying that the women might have nude men and they needed to get used to that if it happened.

Soon, it wasn’t long before his butt was getting a deep tissue massage.

“Some guys like to have their prostate massaged. Ready Brad”?

“Wait, what”? Brad asked as he felt his mom’s finger slip inside his asshole.

Soon all three women had fingered his asshole and Brad was to put it mildly, excited.

“Okay, time to roll over, sport,” Crystal said, smacking Brad on the ass.

Brad reluctantly rolled over, his erect cock swinging to and fro. Brad was best red but his embarrassment soon left him as his mom showed her students how to massage his chest, arms and legs. But it was short lived when the three moved to his pelvis and stomach. Someone always seemed to graze his cock, which had started growing again.

“I knew some women shaved down below, but I didn’t think men did as well,” Connie stated, picking up Brad’s cock and checking out sex hikayeleri his balls.

“Well, he has sort of a landing strip running down his body,” Chloe said tracing her finger down to his cock and circling the head with her nail, making Brad’s cock twitch.

“The last thing I’m going to teach you is edging. Deep tissue massage for the private areas,” Crystal said, while stroking her son’s cock.

Then, Crystal and the other two removed their shirts and bras so as not to get them messed up when Brad shot his load, as Crystal put it.

His mom had big brown areolas and small nipples, Connie’s breasts were spaced out more and her areolas were pink and her nipples thick, finally Chloe’s were perfectly round with small areolas and pierced nipples.

While his mom showed one woman what to do, the other would let him suck on her breasts and nipples.

Crystal eventually let Brad suck on her breasts and nipples.

Finally after about fourty-five minutes of edging, the women finally let Brad come.

Six thumbs were massaging the head of his cock and he couldn’t hold back anymore. His mom had aimed his cock in such a way as to hit all three women’s breasts. They each then took turns licking his come off of each others breasts. Then all three women cleaned Brad’s cock using their mouth and tongue.

“Now, let me show you how a man gives a massage,” Brad said, looking pointedly at his mom.

Crystal looked at her son for a minute, trying to decide if she really wanted to do this. She’d only given him handjobs before and he’d never seen her totally naked. Fuck it, she thought and took off the rest if her clothes.

Brad started with Crystal’s neck and down her back, showing Connie and Chloe different techniques and various methods. Using his knuckles, the palms of his hands and his fingers with both hard and soft pressure. When he got to her butt he stopped and porno hikayeleri went down to her feet.

On a hunch, Brad picked up his mom’s foot and tickled it with his fingers, she jumped and pulled her foot out of his hand.

“You can also add tickling,” Brad instructed the other two, “but you’re better off tying your subject up as they tend to jump and bounce. Mom, do you want us to tie you up and tickle you?”

“Bradley, don’t you dare!” Crystal said.

“Maybe tomorrow,” Brad said and went back to massaging his mom’s foot.

The tickling surprised Crystal, her nipples hardened and she instantly got wet. She thought it was just a fluke thing, but the closer Brad got to her butt the wetter she became.

Brad had moved up to Crystal’s legs, stopping to let Connie and Chloe show him what they had learned.

Brad had pulled Crystal’s legs to the edge of the table and had a perfect view of her asshole and pussy. And they were beautiful. He added more oil and really started rubbing her ass good.

“Women also like their asshole played with,” Brad said, running his fingers around Crystal’s asshole and up and down her pussy lips. His mom was really wet and his finger slipped in easily, causing her to moan.

Brad fingered Crystal’s pussy to the edge of several orgasms, but didn’t let her have one just yet. Then he slipped in two fingers and when she was close to coming, he slipped a finger in her asshole, sending her over the edge. Not only did she come, but she squirted when she did. Pussy juice shooting out of her cunt like a geyser.

Crystal had only squirted only one other time, with Brad’s father, shortly after they were married. But the orgasm Brad had just given her had been the biggest and most intense one she’d ever had.

At some point, Connie and Chloe had gotten undressed too and Brad instructed them to give Crystal an orgasm while they fingered seks hikayeleri her asshole too. Crystal squirted two more times.

Brad slapped his mom on the ass and told her to turn over. Once she was turned over, Connie and Chloe spread oil on her breasts and nipples, tweaking and pinching them. They also sucked on her breasts and nipples and rubbed their breasts on hers. Then Brad told Connie to get in a sixty-nine position on top of his mom and told them to eat each other to orgasm. Chloe sucked his cock for a while as he watched Connie and Crystal. Then Brad fucked Connie, occasionally putting his cock in his mom’s mouth. She also licked and sucked his balls. It wasn’t long before they each had an orgasm as Brad went back and forth fucking both of them. Then it was Chloe’s turn. Soon they too both came.

Finally Brad fucked his mom while Connie and Chloe sucked on her breasts.

Of the three women, Connie was the tightest, but his mom was pretty tight too and it wasn’t long before Brad exploded inside his mother’s pussy. Chloe started sucking Brad’s cock while Connie licked his come out of his mom’s pussy.

Then Connie and Chloe left.

“That was intense,” Crystal said. “

Well, enjoy it, because tomorrow you’re getting tied and tickled,” Brad said, poking his mother’s ribs.

“Aaaahhhh!” Crystal shouted, running upstairs, trying to lock Brad out of the bathroom. He easily pushed open the door.

“Let’s get cleaned up.”

“Okay, but no tickling.”

“Not until tomorrow,” Brad said, winking.

Brad fingered his mom to another squirting orgasm, then told her to bend over so he could wash her butt. Instead of soap and a washcloth, Brad used his tongue. His cock got extremely hard when his mom moaned.

After a few minutes, he fingered his mom’s asshole with a soapy finger and then gently and slowly pushed his cock inside. Soon he was thrusting his cock into his mother’s asshole, while pinching her nipples. Meanwhile, Crystal was rubbing her clit as her son fucked her asshole. Soon they both came, spent and exhausted.

“Thanks for the happy ending mom.”

“Ditto!” Crystal said, grinning.

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Vernon studies the map and looks up at the mountain towering above him.

“According to this there should be a large cedar tree next to the entrance,” he says.

They look around, there are a few pine trees and bushes dotted around the lower slopes of the mountain but no one can see a cedar tree.

“Are you sure we are in the right place father?” Bain asks.

“Yeah, positive, perhaps we can see a bit clearer if we climb higher?” he suggests.

They walk up the slopes, still unable to see the cedar tree. Baffled, Vernon sits to study the map again.

“I don’t get it, where the hell is this tree? We can’t be in the right place.”

“Father, what are you sitting on?” Bain asks.

“It’s a tree stump why?” Suddenly Vernon stands up and looks down, the stump is large.

“Could someone have cut it down?” Bain asks.

“It’s certainly possible and it looks like it could be cedar wood,” Vernon replies.

They begin to search the area when Kian shouts out, “Over here!” He’s standing next to a large bush by a rocky outcrop. They all rush over. Vernon pushes the bush apart and behind it is a small cave.

“I think we may have found it.” he says. He heads inside, it’s dark, very dark, “Crap I can’t see a thing.”

Rafael pushes past and walks up to a wall and he points with his finger to a small ledge. They all wonder what he possibly could be doing when suddenly a small flame shoots out from his finger and hits the wall. Everyone gasps, as the flame ignites a channel that runs along the cave wall. The flame runs along the channel until it reaches an alcove where in the rock has been carved a small well. This has some flammable liquid inside and it starts burning brightly. The flame doesn’t stop there as on the other side of the alcove the channel continues, the flame races along and lights several wells along the way. Soon the cave is lit and they can see in the distance.

“Wow, you’re just full of surprises,” Vernon says, Rafael just smiles.

They head in, the cave narrows and turns into a tunnel, eventually they find themselves in a large cavern and dotted around the walls are the lanterns.

“Wow!” Kian says, his voice echoing around the walls, “this is so cool!”

“It’s cold in here,” Pellon says starting to shiver and still naked.

Vernon digs around in his back pack, produces a blanket and hands it to Pellon.

In the centre of the cavern is a small lake and they can see a mist rising from it.

“Hey it’s warm,” Bain announces, “must be a natural spring. Why don’t we ..” But before he could finish Rafael has waded in up to his waist. “Bath in it,” Bain continues.

Soon the twins are naked and joining Rafael, followed closely by Bain and Pellon.

“Come on in, the water is lovely,” Bain shouts to his father and Ellit.

“Come on let’s join them,” Vernon says to Ellit.

“I don’t know if I want to,” Ellit replies.

Pellon sees Ellit is hesitating, he wades out and walks up to Ellit so their noses are almost touching.

“Here let me help you out of these,” He says and lifts up Ellits tunic.

Ellit doesn’t resist and his tunic is soon discarded on the ground. For the first time Pellon is able to see his scars up close. He runs his fingers over them causing Ellit to shiver.

“He really did a number on you huh,” he says, “how many beatings did you get to do this much damage?”

“I lost count.”

“I only had one beating and that was more pain than I could have ever imagined, you must have suffered so much.”

“I try not to think about it,” Ellit says.

Pellon pushes down on Ellits britches and they fall to his ankles.

“Come on, the waters lovely,” he says taking Ellits hand.

Vernon has already stripped and is in the water with Rafael, Bain and the twins who are all fooling around and having fun.

Ellit and Pellon get up to their chests when Pellon suddenly disappears under the water. Ellit looks round wondering where he’s gone when his legs are pushed up and he ends up falling backwards into the water. He quickly recovers himself and sees Pellon laughing at him.

“Ooh, you just wait!” Ellit jumps on him and they wrestle around trying to dunk each other, both boys are laughing hard. Eventually they both stop to get their breath and look at each other with huge smiles across their face.

“When was the last time you laughed like that?” Pellon asks.

The smile quickly fades from Ellit’s face, “Oh, I-I-I don’t remember.”

“Bet you I can make you laugh even more,” Pellon challenges.

“Oh yeah, how?” Ellit’s smile returns.

Pellon grabs Ellit by the waist and begins to tickle him.

Ellit starts to scream with laughter, “Arggh! Stop! That tickles!” He tries to fight Pellon off.

“Looks like they’re having fun,” Vernon says when suddenly Rafael, the twins and Bain all jump on him, he quickly goes under.

Jumping back up he looks round to see them scarpering, “Hey no fair, four on one!” He shouts.

Vernon dives under and the boy’s look at each other wondering sex hikayeleri where he’s going to come up when suddenly Kian is launched into the air. Vernon picks him up with ease and flings him across the water, he lands with a loud splash. Bain is laughing so hard he doesn’t notice his father sneaking up on him until he feels a hand between his legs and he’s being lifted out the water, he comes back down with a huge splash.

“Hey, you snuck up on me,” he says coming back up and immediately jumping on his father.

They wrestle in the water, dunking and trying to throw each other. Vernon ends up chasing Bain out the water, he manages to catch him and body tackles him to the ground. Bain falls on his back and Vernon jumps on top, he immediately starts to tickle him. Bain cries out with laughter.

“Arrrgh! Hahahaha, Stop it! Arrghhh hahahahah!”

Vernon eventually stops but grabs Bains hands and holds them above his head, he suddenly realises that he and Bain have an erection and as he is straddled across Bain’s hips they are rubbing.

Vernon looks at his boy’s beautiful cock, it’s enticing him and without thinking he grabs it with his other hand. Bain gasps as his father starts to slowly wank him.

“Oh father! Please!” Bain gasps.

Vernon looks into his eyes, they are pleading, he can see the desire in them, he can see clearly that Bain wants to be taken by him. Vernon cannot resist, all his reasoning that making love to his son is wrong seems to be melting away, he loves Bain so much and he’s now wondering if it’s something more that just a fathers love for his son. He get’s an overwhelming desire to kiss him and he gives in to it, putting his lips against Bain’s. The kiss sends shockwaves through Bain’s body, it’s electrifying, Vernon feels it too, he can’t believe that a kiss can be so sensual.

Vernon breaks the kiss and looks at Bain’s cock, he’s totally overcome with passion now and he mindlessly slips downs Bain’s body. He lifts up the huge cock and begins licking the head causing Bain to gasp in ecstasy. It’s leaking precum and Vernon licks it up savouring the taste. He then slips his mouth over it and slides down as deep as he can before he gags, Bain groans and can’t keep his eyes off his father’s mouth sliding down his shaft.

Kalen is sitting on the shore of the lake watching Vernon blow Bain, still a virgin he’s never seen, had, or given a blowjob. While he was in captivity, no one would dare touch him for fear of what Soltan would do to them. He never even did anything with the boy’s he shared the cell with, a couple wanted to but he pointed out that if Soltan ever found out it would be disastrous for them.

As he watches his cock expands to full erection and he can’t help stroke it.

Kian comes up to his brother, “Hey bro, how about I show you some things I recently learned.”

Kian leans over and takes his brothers cock in his mouth.

“Oh Fuck! Kian! What you doing?” but Kian ignores him and sucks his brothers hard cock deep in his mouth. Kalen surrenders to the amazing sensation, he leans back to watch his brother devour his cock. “Oh Kian! It feels incredible.”

Rafael seeing all this action get’s horny too and he sneaks up behind Ellit, he wraps his arms round him and begins caressing his skin. Ellit surprised, gasps, he can feel Rafael’s erection in the cleft of his ass cheeks and he begins to panic.

“No, I can’t!” He says and pushes Rafael away. He rushes out of the water, grabs his clothes and walks off. Rafael grabs Pellon and pushes him in Ellit’s direction. Pellon get’s the hint and follows.

Still randy, Rafael joins the twins, he stands next to Kalen. Kalen looks up and sees Rafael’s cock next to him, it looks inviting, he want’s to try this blowjob thing and grabbing Rafael’s cock he sticks out his tongue and starts to lick it. Some precum flows out and he licks it up, the taste is almost sweet, he likes it. He then slips his lips over the solid shaft and emulates what his brother is doing to him. For the first time in his life he is sucking on cock and it feels good in his mouth, it feels like he was born to do this. He sucks deeper and Rafael has to put his hands on Kalens head to steady himself.

Vernon is now licking and swallowing Bain’s testicles, Bain is crying out in sheer pleasure, his father goes lower and Bain knows he’s heading for his anus. Bain lifts his legs up and grabs the back of his legs pulling them close to his chest, Vernon instantly goes for his boy’s hole and licks it feverishly, Bain groans in delight.

“Oh father, please fuck me, please,” Bain begs.

Vernon stops and looks at his boys hole, it’s winking in anticipation of it being filled. He looks at Bain, his eyes pleading even more. Vernon can’t stop himself now even if he wanted to. He positions himself so his cock is resting on Bain’s rosebud and Bain pants in anticipation. Vernon applies a generous amount of spit on his cock and pushes forward, Bain relaxes and his fathers cock head slips past his sphincter causing him to shout, not in pain but porno hikayeleri in sheer pleasure. Vernon leans over his boy as he slides his cock deeper into him, their noses almost touching.

“I love you father,” Bain says as his fathers cock slides in completely.

“I love you too son,” Vernon says and slowly begins to fuck his boy.

Vernon leans closer and they kiss again, this time more passionately, Bain is in heaven, the man he has always loved, the man that he has desired from the moment he had sexual feelings is finally making love to him, he had been dreaming of this moment for years.

Vernon now realises he has always had sexual feelings for Bain, he just kept them locked in his subconscious. It suddenly makes sense to him, they are meant to be together, they always have been. Being inside Bain makes it feel like he is merged with him, like they are one entity, Bain feels this too.

Kalen is sucking for all his worth on Rafael’s cock, he never imagined it would feel so good. He can’t believe how much of a turn on it is to suck cock, so much so he suddenly feels his orgasm building.

He quickly pulls off Rafael, “Oh Kian stop, I’m gonna cum!” Kian doesn’t, “Kian! OH FUCK! URRGHH! I’M CUUUUMMMMINNNNGG!”

Kian keeps sucking as his brothers cock erupts into his mouth, Kalen’s body shudders with the ferocity of his orgasm, he can’t believe how intense it is, he’s never cum this hard ever. Kian drinks it hungrily as Kalen continues to spurt thick ropes of cum, quickly filling his mouth.

“I can’t believe you did that!” Kalen pants as Kian sucks out the last couple of drops. He just moans, his mouth still full with his brothers cock.

Kalen see’s his brothers cock, it’s rock hard and twitching. He dives on it suddenly wanting to return the favour, he want’s to taste, no, he want’s to swallow his brothers cum. Kian pulls off Kalen’s cock and gasps as his cock is devoured by his brother. Both boys are in the sixty nine position and Rafael moves behind Kian. He lifts up Kians legs and puts his cock at his hole.

Kalen sees this and pulls off, “Kian I think he’s going to fuck you!” But before Kian can reply Rafael’s cock slides in cleanly, Kian and Kalen gasp at the same time, Kian because of the sudden invasion of his rectum, Kalen because he can’t believe what is happening to his brother. Kalen goes back to sucking on his brothers cock but watches Rafael fuck him.

Vernon and Bain are still in a passionate kiss and making love, this isn’t a fuck, it’s two bodies becoming one in a moment of pure lust.

Vernon feels his orgasm building, “Bain, I’m going to cum.”

The news of his fathers impending orgasm causes his own to kick in, “Oh father I’m cumming too!”

Vernon is fucking him more vigorously now, his cock banging against Bain’s prostrate. He grabs his boy’s cock and strokes it.

“URRRRGHH FATHER! I’M CUUUUMMMMINNNNGG!” he lifts his head up as his cock blasts huge ropes of cum into his face. Vernon leans closer and licks the cum off Bain as his cock continues to blast it over his face.

Bain’s anus is pulsating, massaging Vernon’s cock as he ejaculates and it sends Vernon over the edge. He lets out a long groan as his cock explodes into his boy’s bowels. As they share their orgasms they also share a moment of pure love between them, staring into each others eyes as their bodies reach nirvana.

Vernon finally collapses on top of Bain his head on his shoulder panting heavily.

After a few moments Bain speaks, “Father are you ok?”

Vernon lifts himself up and looks Bain in the eyes, “Yes son, I’m fine,” then kisses him tenderly.

Bain smiles, “Does this mean we get to do this again?”

Vernon smiles back, “You bet.”

“YES!” Bain shouts triumphantly then kisses his father again, “I love you.”

“I love you too Bain.” Vernon shivers, “Damn it’s cold in here, what you say we set up camp here and build a fire?”

“Sounds good to me father,” Bain replies.

“Ok you go and get some firewood, I’ll set up camp.”

They separate and Bain bounces off in search of fire wood feeling on cloud nine.

“Urrghh! Fuck! Urrghh! Urrghh! Oh yeah! Fuck! Urrghh!” To Kalen it sounds like his brother is in pain but it also sounds like he’s enjoying it.

“What’s that feel like?” he asks pausing from sucking on his brothers cock.

“Ohh! Fuck! Its wonder Urrghh! Full! Urrghh! Please! Don’t Urrghh! Stop sucking Urrghh! Me!”

Kalen takes his brothers cock back in his mouth and sucks him deep, he’s really taken to cock sucking, he absolutely loves it.

Rafael is fucking Kian hard now, “URRGHH! URRGHH! FUCK! URRGHH! I’M CLOSE! URRGHH! OH FUCK! KALEN! URRGHH! I’M GONNA CUM! URRGHH!” Kian pants.

Kalen sucks harder determined to have his brothers cum, he feels Kian’s cock expand more.

“URRRRRGHHHHH! FUCK! HERE I CUM!” Kian shouts and his body suddenly tenses, his cock spurts a huge amount of cum into the back of Kalens throat causing him to almost choke. Kalen keeps sucking and swallowing as his brother shoots seks hikayeleri spurt after spurt into his mouth. Being his first time he has trouble swallowing it all and keeping it in his mouth and some leaks out the corners. Although he didn’t know what to expect from the taste of cum it’s a lot nicer than he thought it might be and is actually enjoying it. Rafael suddenly shudders and Kalen can see his cock pulsating, he’s cumming into to his brothers ass.

Eventually Kalen pulls off, Kian is panting hard, Rafael too, his head next to Kain’s. Kalen turns round to his brother.

“Wow bro, you suck cock real good,” Kian pants.

“That was my first time,” Kalen replies.

“Really? Damn it was amazing.”

Rafael reaches over and puts his hand behind Kalen’s head and pulling him close they kiss. Kian joins in and Kalen finds himself in a three way kiss with his brother. He never dreamt of this happening, ever, but he loves it, his brother kisses good and he can’t see any reason why this shouldn’t happen, Kian feels the same.

Pellon finds Ellit sitting on a rock still naked, well away from the others, crying.

“Hey whats wrong?” Pellon asks sitting next to him and taking hold of his hand.

Ellit looks at Pellon, he can see genuine concern in his eyes, “I got scared,” he sobs.

“What of?”

“Sex.”

“How can you be scared of…” Pellon bites his tongue, “Ah Soltan.”

Ellit nods his head, he looks up at Pellon his eyes full of tears, “All I ever experienced was pain, he would fuck me so hard I couldn’t sit for days. He’s completely ruined me,” he starts sobbing heavily, “sometimes I will shit myself, I just can’t control it anymore.”

Pellon puts his arm round him and pulls him close, Ellit sobs on his shoulder. He holds him tight until his sobbing abates, he can feel the tears trickle down his shoulder.

“I can see why you’re scared,” Pellon says, “you associate sex with pain.”

Ellit nods, “I know it can be nice, I see others enjoy it and I want to know what that’s like, I just don’t think I can yet.”

“No ones going to force you to do anything you don’t want to.”

Ellit looks up at Pellon, “You’re a prostitute aren’t you.”

Pellon nods, “Yeah I do it for money.”

“Do you enjoy it?”

“Sometimes I will get a client that is really nice and yeah I enjoy it with them, but most the time they’re ugly or fat or smell really bad, I don’t enjoy it then.”

“Why do you do it?”

“To survive.”

Ellit puts his head back on Pellon’s shoulder.

“How did you survive?” Pellon asks already knowing the answer.

“Begged and stole.” Ellit squeezes Pellon’s hand, “Thanks.”

“What for?”

“For being here.”

They sit for a while in silence and Ellit strokes Pellon’s hand, Pellon does the same back, he can see deep scars around his wrist and hands where the steel restraints cut in. Not a word is said, none is needed until Ellit shivers.

“Are you cold?” Pellon asks.

Ellit nods, Pellon looks back at the others, “looks like they’re setting up camp, perhaps we should join them.”

“Ok,” Ellit replies, Pellon gets up and is about to walk away when Ellit pulls him back, “Will you sleep with me tonight?” He asks.

Pellon pulls Ellit up then wraps his arms round him, “I’d love to,” then kisses him tenderly. “Come on, I’m cold, lets get warm,” he says and leads Ellit by the hand to the camp.

At the camp Ellit walks up to Rafael, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…” but Rafael stops him from talking by putting his finger up to Ellit’s lips then giving him a tender hug.

Later that evening they are all sat round the camp fire, Bain in Vernon’s arms, Pellon holding Ellit’s hand and Rafael in between the twins. They spend the evening talking about their adventures, their past and what the future holds for them.

* * *

“What are you still doing here?” Soltan shouts across the courtyard to Phabian.

He’s saddling up his horse, there is another one next to his saddled and ready for Will, but Will is nowhere to be seen. Phabian had been holding back waiting for him to return.

“Why aren’t you with your troops?” Soltan asks.

“I was just about to leave to join them.”

“You shouldn’t be here at all, you’re supposed to be looking for Aljeron’s son! If he makes it to Aljeron I will hold you personally responsible for this fuck up.” Soltan rants.

“Yes sir,” Phabian says as he mounts his horse. He’s tempted to strike Soltan down where he stands but he knows all hell would break loose if he did.

Phabian looks at the gate one last time and with a heavy heart he sets off. Thoughts of betrayal run through his mind, wondering if Will had lied to him when he said he loved him. He rides hard, taking his frustration out on his steed.

The sun has already set when he reaches the border patrol.

“Evening Sir,” the soldier on patrol says.

“Any news on the boy we are looking for?” Phabian asks but knowing the answer.

“No sir but there was a Sheriff that came through earlier.”

“What about him?”

“He had a prisoner, a young man tied and gagged.”

“Tied and gagged? Why would he gag his prisoner?”

“Don’t know Sir, we thought it a little odd, he said he was a handful and wanted some quiet.”

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I hold my hard throbbing cock aloft in my right hand as I stand next to Ben, waiting patiently to get it sucked again by mom. Our family have not, and never have been, in competition with each other and I am happy to let mom and Ben go on enjoying themselves awhile longer.

“Can I fuck your tits, mom?” Ben asks, who is really entering into the spirit of things.

“Of course, sweetheart,” mom says, grasping her massive melons with her hands and prising them apart in much the same way as my brothers and I spread our ass cheeks earlier. Ben rests his cock in mom’s cleavage as she lets her tits come together again, clamping the youngster’s manhood tightly around them. Their breaths come in short sharp gasps as they enjoy the stupendous sensations of some hot mother and son sex.

“Come here, sweetheart,” mom beckons to me. “Let me suck your cock while Ben fucks my tits.”

Mom is a real pro as she takes me into her mouth while Ben continues to ram his cock between her tits and I once again savor the thrill of being serviced by my own mother. It always feels great to get my cock sucked by both my sister and my mother – and my father too, of course – and I have stopped trying to work out who is the best. They are all as fabulous as each other, a view that I feel sure my brothers will agree with.

With the entire family going at it like dogs, this is incest as its very best, hard and raw. Mom, Ben and I stop what we are doing to watch as a loud groan from Tom indicates that he has achieved a sizzling orgasm and is flooding our sister’s cunt with his cum. Karen is having a string of orgasms of her own as dad takes Tom’s place, fucking his daughter as he gets his sloppy seconds.

As soon as Tom comes down from the high of shooting his load into Karen, he grabs the camera and adds some more snaps for the family album as mom and I mount each other sixty-nine style. She lowers her cunt to my mouth while her head goes down on my prick. Mom is still nice and fresh from her recent shower as I inhale the delicate aroma of her love box.

I start to kiss the steaming hole where my siblings’ lives and mine began before running my tongue along the entire length of mom’s slit while mom swallows the full length of my prick. Ben and Tom standby watching and wanking. Mom and I both feel really perverted, lost in our wanton lust for each other but neither of us wants things any other way.

Mom is sucking hard on my thick pole as my tongue locates her swollen clit. I start to devour it hungrily, running rings around it as my own mother’s mouth closes over my sweaty scrotum as she swallows both of my heavy nut sacs which are bubbling up with spunk. Every now and then I hear the shutter on the camera click as Tom turns mom and I into amateur porn stars. Having just shot his load over Karen, Tom’s cock is at half-mast but Ben’s is still rock hard as he pumps it in his hand, his cum-filled balls juggling in unison.

“Fuck, mom, I’m gonna cum,” Ben says a few minutes later, unable this time to contain himself, and immediately shoots a long ribbon of white hot incestuous spunk over mom’s face. Some of it misses its target and lands on my balls; it feels deliciously warm.

Mom quickly relinquishes my cock from her mouth and holds up her head to enable Ben to aim directly at her mouth, swallowing as much of his shining tasty cum as she can while I continue licking and savoring the glorious taste of mom’s cunt. Almost simultaneously as Ben floods mom’s mouth, dad comes inside Karen, his cum mxing with Tom’s.

“I need a good fucking now, too,” mom says to me, her face submerged beneath a layer of Ben’s freshly produced sperm, globules of it dribbling across her nose and down her chin with more seeping out the corners of her mouth. “You’d better go first, Matt, since all my other fine young men have blown themselves. But you better be ready again by tea-time,” she continues, giving Ben and Tom feigned stern looks, “I need both of you to fuck me as well.”

I’ll be ready, mom,” Tom says.

“Yeah, so will I, mom,” rejoins Ben. “I wanna fuck you, too. And,” he continues, “I wanna watch Matt fuck you.”

“So do we,” says dad, “don’t we, Karen?”

“Sure do,” Karen replies as dad climbs off her and, taking her hand, they walk over to mom and I to join Ben and Tom as mine and mom’s audience and I feel an immense feeling of pride as my family close in around mom and I to watch us fuck. As my thick rod pistons my own mother’s tight greasy cunt hole, I also feel proud and honored that, as mom and dad’s second son, I am being allowed to fuck her ahead of Tom who should, by rights, be first …

2.

Karen stands in-between Tom and Ben with her arms slung around her brothers’ shoulders, her big tits shining in the sun with the remains of Tom’s and dad’s cum still seeping from her recently fucked cunt as they watch mom and I in the throes of our forbidden passion. Dad once again begins snapping away, it’s a wonder the card in the camera hasn’t all been used up by now.

Mom’s grunts of pleasure increase tenfold sariyer escort as she impales herself onto my waiting fuck pole. She throws back her hair and spreads her long slim legs wide to give the rest of the family an unobstructed view as she sits down on my cock, her face still covered in Ben’s rapidly congealing spunk. After we have acclimatised ourselves, mom begins posting up and down as I begin the fucking motion with gusto. Most of my cock disappears up mom’s cunt, only my bubbling balls visible now to my randy relatives. At this moment in time, I couldn’t feel more horny if I tied.

“That’s it, Matt,” Karen cries, lustfully, her mouth drooling, “give it to her good and hard.”

“Yeah, fuck my cunt, sweetheart,” mom manages to gasp, “don’t stop.”

I am incandescent with excitement and completely intoxicated as once again I fall under my mother’s spell. It feels great to be back in the bosom of my horny family again and fucking mom as if nothing else in the world matters – which, of course, at this moment in time, it doesn’t – while my father and siblings watch. Mom and Karen are both still on the pill so there is no need for any of us to worry about banging them up.

The party is now really gaining momentum as mom lifts her right leg over my body and, without breaking the fuck, swings round with enviable expertise to face me. She smiles her familiar sweet smile as she places her hands on my chest for extra balance as I continue to satisfy her for ten minutes or more.

“Aaagh, oh yes, sweetheart,” mom cries as I fuck her as hard as I can, pushing my cock deeper into her cunt with all the energy I can muster to keep the momentum going, “give it to me, sweetheart. You’re so good at screwing.”

“I want to screw the life out of your cunt, mom,” I say, “I hope you’re enjoying it as much as I am.”

“You’re fabulous, sweetheart,” mom replies through her moans, “your big cock feels wonderful in my cunt.”

“That’s it, son,” my father says, “fuck her hard.”

My excitement is manifold after mom complimenting me so nicely in the middle of my performance while dad urges me on. I look over at my father and siblings and smile, feeling truly proud of myself that I am giving my mother so much sexual pleasure. The rest of the family are clapping and cheering as mom pushes down to meet every thrust of my penis, now firmly embedded in her vagina, both of us lost in lust as mom bounces up and down on my prick.

After fifteen minutes, mom suddenly slows down and kisses me lovingly on the lips. “That was wonderful, sweetheart, but we’re not through yet. I want you to fuck me in the ass.”

Mom slides off my prick with a small popping sound and taking my hand, we walk a little awkwardly over to the patio. Mom immediately bends over the verandah and clasps her ass cheeks. Our audience are beside themselves as I take mom from behind. Dad, especially, is so overwhelmed by the spectre of his son fucking his wife in the ass that he gives up trying to take photographs and just stands there wanking as he watches my ass cheeks clenching as I give mom what she desires, a long hard anal fucking.

“Oooh, yes!” screams mom, as my cock penetrates her asshole, “this is as good as it gets.”

Tom and Ben are wanking furiously alongside dad while it is left to Karen to capture the goings-on on dad’s camera. Mom is looking back over her shoulder as I continue pounding into her. Her smile spurs me on and I know that I will soon be giving her a fresh load of sperm, an act of true love.

“Cum over my cheeks, sweetheart,” mom says, her sixth sense telling her that I am about to blow, “so the others can see,”

I thrust inwards for one final time, shuddering and gasping for breath and then I quickly pull out, throwing back my head and letting out a loud cry of sheer delight as I shed my load over each cheek of mom’s ass.

“Oh fuck, mom,” I cry as I gaze down at the long ribbons of my spunk dribbling over the fleshy mounds, “that was brilliant.”

Mom’s reply is to let out a similar loud cry, being rewarded with a string of multiple orgasms as she feels my hot spunk trickling profusely over her backside. Everyone applauds as our incestuous intercourse reaches its zenith with mom and I both panting for breath as we finally start to come down from our respective orgasms. I have always enjoyed fucking mom since becoming old enough to do so but I have to say that this latest fucking of both her ass and her cunt has been the best yet. From now on, things can only go on getting better and better.

“Thank you, sweetheart,” mom murmurs softly, her voice now scarcely above a whisper. “You are tremendous.” “Gee, thanks, mom,” I say, kissing her head as I cuddle her cosily into my arms.

“It was a pleasure,” mom says, “you are proving to be a very capable young fucker and you will go on getting better and better. I love the way you really dug your cock into my cunt and ass.”

“Oh, mom,” I reply, “I wanted to fuck you again so much and I really needed to cum inside you. I love you so much, mom.”

“And eskort I love you, too, sweetheart,” mom replies. “Fucking me with your prick and cumming your load inside me was a wonderful way of proving to me how much you love me.” WWe lie down on the grass together, mom falling across me and smothering my face with her tits. Mom’s aureoles are large and pink and I suck each nipple in turn, luxuriating in the taste before we kiss and then mom lies down across me with her face next to mine, nestling her head against my shoulder.

“How about those drinks?” says dad suddenly and there is a general murmuring of assent from my siblings as they make their way to the patio. Shortly after, mom and I manage to summon enough energy to shift ourselves into a standing position and follow the rest of our naked family onto the patio where we slump down on the deck chairs and relax for a bit, sipping the drinks gratefully …

3.

Later that afternoon, Ben and Tom kneel and stand alternatively in front of mom to lick her cunt and suck her tits and have their cocks sucked again before taking it in turns fucking her while I do the same with Karen. The garden of the homestead loses all its tranquillity as it echoes to the grunts and screams of a family at sex.

Dad and I start to enjoy a hot and horny gay scene with each other, sucking each other’s cocks before dad licks my asshole. We manoeuvre ourselves into different positions before I stand and put my right leg up on the wall of the patio. I grip my ass cheeks with my hands and prise them apart, exposing my pink puckered asshole to my family as dad drops down behind my spread buns and inserts his tongue, rimming me deep and lubricating my tight sweaty fuck hole, preparing it before finally slamming his prick balls deep inside me.

“Aaagh!” I scream, looking over my shoulder as my father’s cock makes its way across my pain threshold and I relax my ass muscles to enable me to enjoy the penetration, “fuck that ass, dad.”

“Wow!” exclaims Karen excitedly, “look at dad fucking Matt.”

“That’s it, honey,” my mother says, “give it to him good and hard. I love seeing a nice big cock going in and out of a nice tight ass,” she continues, speaking as if she is watching two gay porn actors personally unknown to her performing in a hardcore adult DVD rather than her own husband and son.

“Yeah, dad,” Karen says, her voice slithering with lust, “fuck Matt’s ass like you fucked my cunt.”

And fuck me he does with obvious relish, his big cock splitting my firm round ass cheeks as he pumps it in and out with increasing speed. If assholes could speak, mine would be crying out just one word: paradise!

Yet when I think back to the first time dad fucked me, it hurt like mad but, thankfully, in the two years since I have learnt how to relax and it now goes in like a dream which is why I am enjoying it so much at this afternoon’s party. Nevertheless, the enormity of my father’s prick never ceases to amaze me. It is not for nothing that the family have nicknamed him Rob the Knob.

Tom and Ben are enjoying themselves on the patio, having become embroiled in a gay sixty-nine together while mom and Karen continue to watch dad and I fucking on the lawn. As with fucking mom earlier, I am surprised that dad decides to fuck me first rather than Tom, not that there are any rules as such, it just seems pertinent to me that, as the oldest, Tom should go first. But since he raises no objections, I don’t suppose it really matters.

“You enjoying that sweetheart?” mom asks as she continues to watch me taking it up my ass from dad and which greatly adds to my pleasure since it is always nice to get fucked in front of an enthusiastic audience.

“Sure fucking am, mom,” I manage to reply between gasps as mom crouches down beneath my legs, looking upwards between them to get an underneath closer view of her second son taking it up the ass from his father, licking her lips as she watches her husband’s cock pumping in and out of the dark tunnel of her son’s asshole. My own cock is hanging down, completely on the horn and, without warning, mom lifts her head and begins to blowjob me so that I am being sensationally sucked and fucked by both my parents simultaneously while Tom and Ben carry on sixty-nining on the patio.

“Yeah, dad, harder!” I scream as dad carries on with his relentless assault on my asshole. “Fuck your son’s ass, your cock feels so good inside me.”

“This is too much,” Karen gasps, her voice huskier than usual as she snaps away, intent on getting as many shots as possible for the album of the taboo action before dad pulls out and cums another load over my ass cheeks. “I’ve got to capture this beautiful fuck scene for posterity.”

Karen leans in to take a close-up just as dad lets out a cry that can be heard all round the garden as he pulls his cock out of my ass and blows his load over my firm round cheeks. Then, without any further ado, dad quickly rolls over into the doggy position for me to return the compliment, hardly giving me any time to beyoglu escort catch my breath. My dad’s rosy red asshole is so inviting that I don’t waste a second as I insert my throbbing tool between the walls of his ass cheeks …

4.

Mom and Karen are almost apoplectic as they watch the intense son and father fuck as I return the compliment, my ass still covered in several layers of my father’s thick syrupy cream. Mom crouches down behind me to watch my clenching cum-covered buttocks as I pump my cock in and out of the tight receptacle of dad’s asshole. From the patio, loud groans are thrown across the garden by the cool breeze that has suddenly sprung up as Ben and Tom cum in each other’s mouths.

Having already cum in mom’s cunt earlier in the day, a few moments after Ben and Tom blow their loads, I cum again in dad’s ass. I pull out and fall down on the grass, sated and thoroughly exhausted.

“That was a wonderful sight, sweetheart,” mom says, giving me a kiss, “the way you fucked your dad’s ass. I just couldn’t take my eyes away. You are superb.”

“Oh, mom,” I reply, “I ain’t that marvellous,” I add, hardly liking to show how I pleased I am at her remarks.

“But you are, you are,” mom replies. “Never be afraid to accept a compliment, darling, especially when it is so well intended. You’re a real hardcore family fucker now like the rest of us, I’m proud to say, and I think I can also honestly say that you have completed your sexual education. In two years, you’ve certainly learned how to take your father’s prick up your ass for maximum enjoyment as much as giving your prick to us.”

“Did I give you maximum enjoyment today, mom?” I ask.

Mom gives me a reproachful smile. “I think my screams answered your question, sweetheart.”

“Thanks, mom, I’m so pleased to be a part of this wonderful horny fucking family.” Actually, I knew the answer, I just wanted to hear mom confirm it!

Dad lies on the grass next to me as we bask in the afterglow of our forbidden lust. I feel proud, honored and privileged to have fucked both my parents and I am looking forward to also fucking my sister before the party is over.

Tom and Ben are relaxing on the patio after their orgasms while Karen is sitting next to them checking the photos she has taken in the LCD screen at the back of the camera. Tom will get his turn to fuck both mom and dad and get fucked by dad in return later on after we have all had a breather. Mom is sitting across the patio and smiling radiantly, looking lovelier than ever and thoroughly delighted to have her sex mad family gathered around her.

That sex mad family sucks and fucks and cums together with insatiable enthusiasm for the rest of the afternoon and into early evening. Just before it becomes time to wind up the party until the next one, we troop inside as the sun starts to sink low in the sky and have some more fun in the sumptuously furnished lounge before it is time for some of us, alas, to reluctantly depart.

Dad and Tom take it in turns to gay fuck each other up their assholes while Ben and I take it in turns licking and sucking mom’s tits and cunt which both, as always, taste delicious before Ben fucks her. Karen is now the photographer and checks each snap in the screen at the back of the camera as she takes them.

“These are going to look fucking great once you’ve got them in the comp and enlarged and formatted them, dad,” Karen says, just as Tom floods dad’s ass with cum as he had with Karen’s cunt earlier in the day. “Next time we’re all here, we’ll have to have a slide show first before we get down to business.”

Then we treat the two ladies to a double fuck each with Ben and I fucking Karen while dad and Tom take on mom. At first, Ben takes Karen’s cunt and I her ass and similarly dad fucks mom’s ass while Tom sees to her cunt. Later we swap, with Ben and I taking over on mom while dad and Tom give Karen another good seeing to.

I take up the cudgels in mom’s ass again, more to give Ben a bit of experience in fucking a female cunt. Not that he seems not to know what to do. The way he is screwing mom, nobody would ever guess this was only his third family gangbang; he looks like he has been a hardcore family fucker for years. On the other side of the room, Tom likewise having serviced Karen’s cunt in the afternoon, is now expending his cock in our sister’s ass while dad’s cock disappears up his daughter’s cunt. The amount of noise from our grunting and groaning is deafening.

This time, though, we don’t cum in them, our ladies want to watch us blow our loads and take it on their yits and faces. An hour or so after going indoors, therefore, the party finishes with a final flourish as dad and his sons line up with our backs to the window while mom and Karen crouch in front of us on the shag pile carpet to watch us blow yet more loads of our tasty jizz …

5.

Mom and Karen are completely besotted with the sight of four hard pricks being displayed directly in front of them. So enthusiastic and horny are we that even after several hours of hot horny action, our cocks are still pulsating and bursting with life as we pump them in our hands before, one by one, the reams of hot incestuous spunk spurt through the piss slits in the heads and land all over mom and Karen’s face and tits.

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Maybe if I’d minded my own business and stayed off my dad’s computer, my life would have been a whole lot different. As it is I wouldn’t change it for the world.

My name is George Mason Jr. I was twenty years old when I moved back in with my father (George Snr, obviously) after my mum left him and took up with some arse-wipe she met at her gym. He had been devastated by the betrayal and I had moved back in to keep him company and make sure he didn’t do something stupid. I was quite a good cook and a bit of a neat freak, so it worked out okay for both of us. I got out of my shitty one bedroom flat and Dad got someone to talk to and enjoy the odd pint with at our local.

Anyway on the day in question I got home from work and after a shower, was puttering around the house looking for something to do when I found myself in Dad’s bedroom. His computer case was on the bed, he must have forgotten it when he left that morning. I still don’t know what came over me but I unzipped it and pulled out Dad’s laptop and opened it. Once the machine had gone through it’s start up I started looking through his document files to see if there was anything interesting there.

I searched around and found a folder called “SVids” and opened it up. A group of WMV files was inside and I double clicked on the first to start it, the laptop balanced on my knees.

The video opened on the bed I was sitting on, the view looking down on the whole of the bed. I gasped as my Dad, naked as the day he was born moved into view, sat with his back to the headboard and took his cock in hand and started to masturbate himself.

I escort fatih watched spell-bound as my dad’s cock grew and grew to an impressive size and thickness. It must have been 8.5″ long and really thick. I couldn’t take my eyes off it, and I jumped a little when my dad called out to some-one off camera.

“Sammi, get your sweet little arse in here, now!”

Sammi, Sammi? Who the fuck was Sammi?

My question was answered as a slim blonde girl moved in front of the camera and moved to the end of the bed. Her long blonde hair was pulled in pigtails at each side of her head, with pink ribbons tied at the ends. She was wearing a white blouse and a short black skirt. Her stockings were pink with a seam that stretched from her ankle to disappear under the tight skirt. She stood at the end of the bed watching my father wank his big cock.

“Come on, come on, Sammi, we haven’t got all day, George’ll be home in about two hours, get a move on!”

The little blonde strumpet giggled at my father and reached down and undid the side of her skirt, letting it drop to pool at her feet. She was wearing a suspender belt to match her stockings and a thong, which also matched. She delicately stepped out of her skirt and dropped down to pick it up, draping it over the end of the bed.

“Well Sammi, it’s not gonna suck itself, is it?” my dad asked the vision in front of him

“No, Mr Mason. Would you like me to suck your big hard throbbing cock for you?” the girl’s voice sounded a bit familiar but I couldn’t place it.

“Hah, stupid question, Sammi, get up here escort istanbul now and put that talented mouth to work!” my dad chuckled and beckoned the little tramp towards his dick.

Sammi undid her blouse, pulled it off and laid it on top of her skirt then climbed onto the bed and moved up my father’s legs wiggling her hips as she got closer to her target. That’s when it hit me, I knew who this sexy little trollop was. I saw she had a mole about halfway up her back, I had seen that mole before. It was on my best friend in all the world, Samuel Thompson. Now here he was, dressed like the horniest wet dream and about to engulf my dad’s cock with his hot, wet mouth.

I should have stopped there, turned the computer off and put it out of my mind (yeah, right), but I just had to keep watching. My hand slipped down almost without conscious thought and stroked my willy through my trousers as I watched Sammi’s head move over my dad’s dick, blocking my view of his manhood. It was pretty obvious what was going on though when my dad let out a deep groan, and moved his hands to my best friend’s shoulders.

Her head, (I couldn’t think of Sam as a him while he was doing that to my father) bobbed up and down in dad’s lap with a rhythm that spoke of lots of practice. How long had this been going on? Why didn’t Sam tell me? We were the same age. We had grown up together. We told each other everything. Although I could see how it would be difficult to bring it up

“Hey George, how are you, by the way I dress as a girl and suck your dad’s dick. Want to go and play on my 360?” yeah escort bayan taksim might be a problem. I kept watching as my best friend continued to suck on my father.

“God, Sammi, you suck cock so well, you little slut!” my dad groaned.

The girl sucking my father gave a happy little moan and continued to bob up and down on the prick that had given me life. I’ve watched quite a bit of porn on my computer and it seemed like this blonde knew what she was doing, varying her technique and reaching her hand up to cup my dad’s balls as she swallowed him to the hilt.

“Ugggghhhhh, Sammi, I’m gonna cum, you cock hungry little tart. Take my load on your face like the spunk sucking whore you are!!” Dad nearly screamed as the girl moved her head away from his groin.

Sammi’s head jerked backwards slightly as my dad yelled and went still. My God, he had actually done it, MY father had just massively enjoyed shooting a load of hot spunk onto the face of my best friend and from the way her face dropped back into his lap, to get the last of it from his cock, the recipient had enjoyed it as well!

“Whew, Sammi, that was awesome, thanks a lot, doll” my dad gasped

Sammi took her face away from the object of her affections long enough to reply that she thought it was awesome as well, and he was welcome to do it anytime. The little tart! Who did she think she was? If anyone’s face was gonna get painted with Daddy’s cum it should be mine! What, wait, hang on, where did that come from? I wasn’t gay, I’d never even thought about another boy or man like that, although Sammi’s pert bottom, framed by the suspender belt and stockings and bisected by the pretty pink thong, did look rather inviting! That’s when I realised that I had undone my trousers and had reached inside to grasp my rock hard willy.

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I got each of them a beer. Stace knelt down in front of Tim and then Jess got to her knees in front of Mike.

The girls unbuckled the guBy the middle of the next week I had found us a big four bedroom house to rent that was only a block off campus. It was good because the apartment was crammed full most nights and almost unbearable on Fridays and Saturdays.

I bought a big California King mattress and put it in the master bedroom. Jess and Stacy spent an inordinate amount of time moving our dressers back and forth and arguing about where the bed should go, but eventually they settled on a configuration they could both agree on.

Tim and Mike spent all day helping us move all of the stuff out of Me & Stace’s apartment and Jess’ apartment. When they finally dragged the last of the furniture in, our big couch, they set it down and then collapsed on it.

ys’ belts and unzipped their pants, pulling them down to the floor.

Mike, who was entirely infatuated with Jess, had until this point only gotten two handjobs from her. He almost spilled his beer in excitement when Jess ran her hands over his thighs and then leaned forward, resting her huge tits on his knees like they were some sort of shelf built to hold massive breasts.

The green t-shirt she was wearing normally showed just a hint of cleavage, but the “hint” grew exponentially in her current position. She grabbed ahold of his cock, stuck her tongue out and barely licked the tip of his dick.

Stacy already had her mouth around Tim’s cock and was bobbing her head up and down at a steady pace. Tim leaned his head back.

“Oh fuck yeah,” he groaned.

On the other side of the couch, after a few slow kisses and licks, I lost faith in Mike’s ability to keep his beverage upright and I plucked the beer out of his hand. He didn’t seem to mind, and quickly moved his hands to the sides of Jess’ big breasts, squeezing and rubbing them through her t-shirt and bra, as she took his cock deeper into her mouth.

Despite Tim’s head start, Mike was quickly groaning that he was going to lose it. Jess sucked for a few more seconds and then she sat up and stroked his wet cock hard and fast.

With on hand gripping the armrest and the other clamped firmly to her breast, Mike moaned wildly as Jess pushed his t-shirt up. Mike exploded, cumming all over his stomach and Jess’ still pumping hand. She wiped her hand across a dry spot on his side while he laid with his head back and his eyes closed, trying to catch his breath.

A minute or two later Stacy repeated roughly the same process with Tim’s cock.

We put out the word that we had moved and I told Tim and Mike that if they hung around the old apartment for the evening and pointed people our way, that the girls would pay them back with handjobs later.

There was a few less guys than usual, but the girls still worked their way through quite a crowd.

The next morning I found an email from a [email protected] in my inbox. The email stated that she had a business proposition for me and had a number to call. I called the number and tried to get some answers, but she insisted that she would answer any questions I had if I met her for lunch, so I agreed to meet her at an upscale downtown restaurant she named.

When I arrived, my assumption was confirmed. I recognized her from the picture in Professor Fleming’s office. She looked to be in her mid-fifties. She was thin and not much over five foot. While her breasts might have looked small on a different woman, on her frame they looked quite ample. She wore her dark brown hair in a sharp bob that almost touched her collar. There were definitely wrinkles on her face, but not nearly so much as most women her age.

I slipped into the seat across from her.

“You must be Rebecca,” I said.

“That’s right,” she answered, smiling aksaray escort at me.

“What’s the proposition you have for me?”

“Shouldn’t we at least order first?” she said with a smirk.

“Ummm . . . Okay.” I grabbed a menu and flipped through it. After a minute the waiter stopped by. “I’ll take this.” I pointed at the menu “Coconut-encrusted Salmon Panninni. With a coke.” She ordered a blackened chicken caeser salad and a glass of scotch. I raised my eyebrow at her. She just smiled at me until the waiter had walked away.

“I know my husband cheated on me. And I know you helped arrange it,” she said coolly.

“I assumed as much,” I replied, taking my napkin and unfolding it on my lap. “How’d you find out?”

“He wrote all about it in his poetry journal.”

“Not wise,” I sighed. “What is it you want to do about it?”

“How much did he pay you?” she asked.

“Are you sure you want to know that?”

“Yes.”

I shrugged. “He paid me a thousand dollars.”

“Well,” she said, “I’ll pay you, well actually I want him to pay you, another thousand, if you can arrange for me to get fucked.”

“Okay . . . ” I said.

“What I want is . . . ” She trailed off as the waiter approached with our drinks. She took a big sip from her scotch and then continued. “I want to be fucked by three guys at once. While he watches.”

“Hmmm . . . I don’t really have any guys working for me . . . ” I said.

She shrugged. “Well you seem like a bright enough lad. I’m sure you can figure something out.” She took another sip from her scotch. “Oh, and if he gets to run all over town, dumping his seed into co-eds, I want them to cum inside me.”

“That was in the poem?” I asked.

“It was many poems. He has a very descriptive style.”

“Look, I’ll see what I can do,” I said, “When and where would you want to do it?”

“I want to do it in our bedroom. And I can clear any night.”

Our lunch came and we ate it. She asked me questions about school, interspersed with questions about my cock, and whether or not i might be one of the three guys.

When I told Jess and Stacy about it, they were all for it. Stacy said “It was about time I spent a little time in the saddle,” and Jess wisely pointed out that I could probably get Tim and Mike to be my number two and three.

I went over to their dorm and talked to them. They both felt a little weird about getting my sloppy seconds, but I told them I’d give them 100 dollars in credit each, and that convinced them. Mike insisted on asking Jess if it was okay with her, which she thought was adorable, but assured him they were in no way dating.

I called her up and arranged it for the night after the next, a Thursday. The girls assured me they could handle themselves for a night.

We pulled up to the house a little early. They had a nice old house, not too far off of campus.

Tim, Mike and I sat in my car and passed around a pint of whiskey. I figured it would loosen them up a bit. When the bottle was empty I tucked it under my seat and we got out of the car.

A familiar face answered the door. Professor Fleming. The image of his old, portly, naked body on top of Stacy, his un-impressive cock sliding into her, passed through my mind.

He wouldn’t quite look any of us in the eye, but he asked us to come in and then led us up to the bedroom.

His wife Rebecca was lying on the bed, on her side. She was smiling at us, wearing only a lacy black bra and panties set and a black pair of high heels.

“Welcome boys.” She got to her feet and hugged each of us as I introduced her to Mike and Tim.

“Well, first things first,” she turned to her husband who continued to examine his loafers, “Paul . . . would you be a dear and pay the man?”

Professor Fleming swallowed and then reached into his pocket, producing several 50s and 100s folded in half. I took them and stuffed them into my jeans.

“Alright,” Rebecca smiled, “Now that that’s taken care escort of, let’s get you three naked.”

I nodded to them and we all started to strip off our clothes. She ran her hands over our bodies, playfully giving each cock a little stroke as it was revealed. When all three of us were naked she turned to her husband. She grabbed his hand and led him over to a recliner in the corner of the room near the bed.

“Paul, you sit here, so you’ve got a good view of everything.” With that she turned and hopped onto the bed. “Let’s get started.”

I climbed onto the bed, kneeling between her legs. I slipped my fingers into the waistband of her panties and peeled them off, lifting her legs straight up in the air, to get them over her heels.

She let out a sigh as I laid my body on top of her five foot frame, my cock pressing against the outside of her pussy. We kissed and I felt her tongue flit across my lip.

I cupped the back of her head and kissed her deeply. Our tongues swirled in her mouth as I grinded my erection against her. When I broke from the kiss she panted a little and said, “You taste like whiskey. I like that.”

I kissed her neck and shoulder and raised my hips, positioning the tip of my cock against the lips of her pussy. She let out a little gasp as I began to slowly push into her. She was soaking wet, but her pussy still felt incredibly tight around my cock.

“Oh jesus, that feels good,” she groaned, “I forgot what a real cock feels like.” I heard Professor Fleming let out a deep breath in the corner. She kissed my ear, breathing heavy as I started to slide in and out of her at a modest pace.

She let her head fall to the side, her cheek resting against the bed, looking at her husband as I thrusst my cock deep inside her.

“Open your eyes Paul,” she ordered. I kissed the top of her breasts and fucked her faster. “If I look over there and your-unggh-” Rebecca looked at me and let out a couple of quick breaths. “God you’re so much bigger than he is.” she turned back to Paul who was now staring straight at her. “If I look over there and your eyes are closed or-unggh-or looking down at the floor or anywhere-whuhh-but glued to the action, we’ll do this all over again next week.”

I pushed her knees up towards her chest a ways. He heels knocked against my side as I fucked her hard and fast.

She started to seriously pant. Her body shook with the beginnings of an orgasm. She gripped the bed “Oh god, oh god . . .” she siad, her voice quivering, “jesus Paul, he’s so much bigger than you!”

“Oh fuck,” I groaned, slamming my cock into her again and again.

“You gonna cum?” she panted.

I nodded, grunting.

“Oh, cum inside me. Fill me up.”

I lost it. My cock exploded, blasting cum deep inside her.

“Oh god yes,” she groaned, “god that feels good.”

I moaned and rolled off of her. I looked over at Tim and motioned to him. He climbed onto the bed, looking down at her dripping, used pussy. He looked around the room, at me and Mike, and then at Professor Fleming in the corner and then back at Rebecca. He reached around her with one hand and grabbed ahold of her ass and then plunged his dick into her cum drenched cunt. Lust quickly battled down any inhibitions he might have had left and he fucked her vigorously.

I watched Professor Fleming squirm in his seat a little as wrapped her legs around him, locking her heels, and begged to be fucked harder.

After several minutes Tim grunted and groaned and slowed for the last few thrusts as he emptied his cock into her.

When Tim dismounted, Rebecca caught her breath for a moment and then rolled onto all fours, and moved down to the corner of the bed directly accross from her husband. She positioned herself so that she was looking him directly in the eye.

Mike climbed onto the bed and got behind her. Had he been first or second I think he would have been more nervous, but the show so far seem to give him courage and he grabbed ahold of her waist and kağıthane escort stuffed his cock into her cream-filled pussy.

“Oh that’s it,” she moaned, eyes locked with her husbands, “that’s how a cock should feel.”

Mike slammed in and out of her as fast as he could. She hung her head, panting, as ripples of pleasure shook through her body.

She looked over at me where I leaned against the wall. My cock was already stiff again.

“Come over here and I’ll help you with that,” she said.

I shrugged and moved over to her, standing directly in front of her, my cock a few inches from her face. She reached up with one hand and moved me over to the side so I wasn’t blocking her husband’s view. Then she tilted her head to the side and took my cock in her mouth. I could tell she hadn’t given very many blowjobs. She struggled to fit very much of me in her mouth and I felt her teeth against my cock several times.

She couldn’t have been sucking for more than a minute when Mike started to grunt wildly and his cock started spurting a third load into her. He collapsed back onto the bed sort of just staring at her pussy and the work he had done to it.

Rebecca took her mouth off of my cock. She kissed the tip a couple of times, looking up at me. “I want you inside me one last time,” she said.

“Oh, jesus-” Professor Fleming started.

“Paul, don’t you dare ruin this for me,” she said sternly. Then she looked back up at me again.

“That wasn’t part of the deal,” I said.

“Please?” she asked, “We’ll make a new deal. I need to feel your cock one last time.”

I looked down at her as she placed gentle kisses all over my cock. “I want you to come work for me,” I said. She nodded. “Four nights.”

“Oh my-“

“Paul!” she shouted. “Okay.”

“For free, and you’ll do everything I ask, is that clear?” I asked.

She nodded.

“Alright then.” I started to climb onto the bed.

“Wait,” she said stopping me. She got off of the bed and went over to the side of the chair her husband was in. She bent herself over the armrest and put her hands on the armrest on the farside. I stood behind her and rested my cock against her ass. I unclasped her bra and she lifted each arm in turn so she could peel it off as I reached around to cup her tits, roughly squeezing them. Professor Fleming’s face was only inches from my arm, and his breathing was erratic.

“Look who’s got an erection,” she said, looking down at her husband’s lap. I gripped her by the hips and drove my cock into her overflowing pussy. Rivers of the three-part-cum-cocktail streamed down the inside of her thighs as I slid easily into her. Her pussy was nowhere near as tight as the first time we had fucked.

She groaned as I slid my cock in and out of her sperm-lubricated pussy. Professor Fleming let out a little grunt and reached a hand down to his groin.

“Don’t you dare play with yourself,” she said, slapping his hand away, “this isn’t for your enjoyment.”

Her body rocked with each powerful thrust I delivered. I fucked her roughly and soon she had leaned so far forward, she was pressing her face into the far armrest, whimpering as I fucked her as hard and fast as I could. Even with no restraint whatsoever I lasted atleast as long as my first round. She had essentially collapsed over the chair and her husband’s lap when I finally injected a fourth and final load into her.

We all cleaned ourselves off, before getting dressed and I told Rebecca I’d call her about working off her debt. She had recovered a little by the time we were dressed and she walked us down to the door, giving each of us a hug, wearing nothing but her high heels and more than he share of cum.

We headed back to the new house. We grabbed a couple of beers and watched the girls work their way through the last several customers. Mike and Tim hung around for a while after all the customers left and we indulged the girls with a detailed blow by blow of the evening, which delighted them both greatly. I asked the guys if they wanted to spend any of their credit then, but they decided to save it for a different night and departed. Each of us exhausted, Stacy, Jess and I made our way to the master bedroom and collapsed in eachothers’ arms.

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“Black cuckolding is definitely a growing trend,” Twyla Jackson said to herself, after reading some truly freaky stories online. The six-foot-tall, curvaceous young Black woman got up from her chair and went to look out the window. The suburb of Kanata, Ontario, sprawled before her, and Twyla allowed herself a smile. Things are getting interesting, Twyla thought.

Twyla briefly looked at her reflection in the window and smiled with satisfaction. A tall young Black woman with mahogany skin and long dreadlocks, clad in a red tank top and Black leather miniskirt, stared right back at her. Twyla was twenty seven years old but looked much younger. Like a lot of Afro-Caribbean beauties, Twyla simply didn’t age. The feisty dame had big, twisted plans for certain folks and couldn’t wait to implement them…

For Twyla, a freaky dame who has a love/hate relationship with the brothers, the idea of a Black male cuckold in service to a dominant Black mistress and her White bull was absolutely and positively cathartic. Lots of stories about cuckolding featured the usual bullshit, and Twyla definitely wasn’t interested in those. Time for something altogether new and different…

Seriously, Twyla had seen those scenarios played out a thousand times before and now yawned upon seeing them. They were absolutely and positively boring. Black man with a big dick fucks a White woman while her limp-dick White husband watches, both helpless and fascinated. Twyla found such videos and stories boring, and wanted to see something new and radically different…

For three years now, in her capacity as a professional dominatrix, Twyla has explored the world of BDSM. One of her favorite fetishes is cuckolding. Twyla has made lots of money cuckolding rich older White males with the help of carefully selected, well-endowed Black men who played the role of the Black Bulls. The reverse ought to be even more fun…

In the world of adult films, a few Black female porn stars such as Cherry Hilson, Ana Fox and Chanel Heart had broken the mold by acting out in Black hot-wife, Black cuckold and White Bull storylines. Twyla had been particularly turned on by a video in which sexy Black female porn star Cherry Hilson got fucked by a well-endowed White dude named Chris Strokes while her Black husband or Black boyfriend watched them…with his dick in chastity!

Twyla masturbated many times while watching the video, fingering her pussy and rubbing her nipples excitedly. As freaky as Cherry Hilson the porn star happened to be, Twyla knew that she could definitely outdo her. Twyla recalled a steamy video she watched where a White porn actor named Wolfe Hudson and his Black lady friend Daizy Cooper had a steamy threesome with a handsome bisexual Black guy. That’s the kind of fun that Twyla wanted to have…

From posts that Twyla had seen in a lot of places, such as Horny Hal’s House, Black male cuckolds definitely do exist. This really shouldn’t surprise anyone. Twyla read stories and testimonials written by Black men etiler escort who enjoyed watching their Black wives and Black girlfriends get fucked by White males with big dicks. This might surprise a lot of people, but Twyla wasn’t one of them.

Twyla, a sexually adventurous young woman whose exploits would definitely shock the hell out of her Jamaican immigrant family, has always believed in seizing the moment. If there are Black male cuckolds out there, then they must be desperate to find a kinky, freaky Black woman who would encourage their kinks and play with them. Oh, and since most men with cuckold fantasies were secretly bisexual or hetero-flexible, Twyla knew that her friend Slade Wynters would come in handy…

“I don’t know about this,” said Slade Doyle, after Twyla explained to him what she had in mind. Tall and lean, with reddish brown hair, alabaster skin and blue eyes, Slade looked pretty nerdy, especially given the fact that he had horn-rimmed glasses on. He looked harmless, but he also packed a ten-inch cock whose power Twyla had already experienced…and appreciated.

Lots of women aren’t into bisexual men, but Twyla has always found men who swing both ways to be endlessly fascinating. Straight men were limited and afraid to experiment, and Gay men were boring due to their fatal allergy to vaginas. For a kinky, freaky woman who is unafraid to experiment, a Bisexual man offers a universe of wild, freaky possibilities. That’s why Twyla is into Slade, the bisexual nerd of her dreams.

“Don’t overthink it, Slade, come, join me, be my White Bull, let’s make history,” Twyla said, and Slade nodded, after a brief hesitation. Twyla smiled triumphantly at Slade, knowing that her favorite bisexual nerd never refused her anything. Twyla and Slade created a joint profile where they advertised their services, catering to a most unique clientele. Just like that, the sexually adventurous duo made history…

“I’m bisexual and kind of curious about cuckolding and threesomes,” said Rafiq Ali, smiling nervously at Twyla and Slade. The three of them sat inside the Tim Horton’s located close to the Rideau Shopping Center and got to know each other a bit. As was Twyla’s custom, she liked to arrange a meet and greet in a public place before jumping into bed with anyone, female or male. This was Twyla’s way to weed out the nutcases, so to speak…

“Don’t be afraid, Rafiq, you came to the right place,” Twyla said, gently laying her hand on his, and Rafiq smiled. Slade looked at Rafiq and nodded approvingly. Rafiq happened to be tall, well-dressed and handsome, his White silk shirt and light gray pants contrasting nicely against his dark chocolate skin. Like a lot of bisexual White males, Slade had a thing for the brothers and found Rafiq magically delicious…

“I certainly hope so,” Rafiq said, and he smiled at Twyla but winked at Slade. The three of them finished their coffees, and then left in an Uber. Half an hour later, they started to get down and dirty in the lovely escorts Kanata townhouse where Twyla likes to bring her victims, ahem, her submissive types, for some wild and kinky fun.

Rafiq is the first Black man that Twyla has gotten her hands on in years, and she looked forward to playing with him. Lots of Black women in relationships with White men secretly miss the Black man’s fine body and big dark dick, and Twyla is one of a few among those sisters who can admit such an inconvenient truth to herself. For Twyla, playing with Rafiq is the opportunity to make up for lost time…

“You are very handsome,” Slade told Rafiq, as the two men hastily undressed. Twyla sat on the couch, decked out in a red bra and matching panties. She felt up her nipples through her bra while watching the interactions between two handsome, masculine bisexual men, one Black and one White. Twyla definitely likes to have her cake and eat it too, and that’s right up her alley…

“Come to me, fellas,” Twyla said, clucking her tongue, and both Rafiq and Slade turned to face her. They came to her, and focused exclusively on her pleasure. The voluptuous Jamaican beauty welcomed both men with open arms. Slade kissed Twyla and fondled her breasts after freeing them from her bra. Rafiq spread Twyla’s thick dark thighs, pulled down her panties and inhaled her womanly scent before going down on her.

“Delicious,” Rafiq said, as he licked Twyla’s pussy, and began fingering her. Twyla sighed happily, loving the feel of Slade’s lips on her tits and Rafiq’s tongue inside her pussy. She was almost on cloud nine and the fun was just beginning. The two bisexual studs worked the freaky dominatrix over, and showed her what they were made of…

“Let’s try this cuckolding thing,” Twyla said, after Rafiq made her cum from polishing her pussy with his tongue and stimulating her with his fingers. Slade and Rafiq exchanged a smile, for the fun was officially about to begin. There’s nothing hotter than freaky action that crosses boundaries and gets the dick hard, the pussy wet, and the feelings all worked up…

“Oh snap,” Rafiq said, after Twyla snapped a chastity device on his big Black dick. Grinning wickedly, Twyla grabbed Slade’s dick and began sucking him off while Rafiq watched. We are making history, Twyla thought as she sucked Slade’s dick. This is the Black cuckold fetish brought to life, as the Black man watches the Black woman get her freak on with the White dude…

“Watch me fuck her,” Slade told Rafiq, as he put Twyla on all fours, spanked her big beautiful dark ass and then rolled a condom on his big pale cock. Without further ado, Slade shoved his cock into Twyla’s pussy, and the tall, bodacious Black woman let out a strange, happy yelp as her favorite bisexual stud drilled her.

“Oh fuck yeah, Slade, give me that big White cock,” Twyla squealed, grinding her big Black ass against her lover’s groin. Slade gripped Twyla’s hip with one hand and yanked her hair with the other, ramming his cock into bagcilar escort her pussy like there was no tomorrow. Rafiq watched, both turned on and disturbed by what he was beholding. This was his Black cuckold fantasy coming true, and it was both hot and scary…

As the evening rolled on, Twyla, Slade and Rafiq pushed the envelope when it comes to sexual exploration. Rafiq was thrilled when Slade allowed him to suck his cock while Twyla donned a strap-on dildo, lubricated it and fucked him with it. Filled up at both ends, dominated by a sexy Black lady while a hunky White guy shoved his dick down his throat, the Black male cuckold was on cloud nine…

“Hmm, your cock tastes great,” Rafiq said, tugging on Slade’s fuck stick, and Slade smiled, winking at Twyla, who continued to ram her strap-on dildo up his dark ass. Twyla laughed and playfully slapped Rafiq’s ass. The Black cuckold was doing great, and she couldn’t wait to have more wicked fun with him…and Slade, of course.

“Wait till you feel it inside of you,” Twyla said, and Rafiq turned around, and smiled at her, before he resumed sucking Slade’s cock. The three of them continued to do their thing. Rafiq found himself on his back, and Twyla rolled a condom on Slade’s cock before guiding him into his well-lubricated ass. Let the true Black cuckold experience begin…

“I don’t discriminate, I love Black pussy and Black male ass,” Slade said, smiling right before Twyla kissed him passionately while pushing his big pale cock into Rafiq’s ass. Without further ado, the White bull began fucking the Black male cuckold, with the approval of the Black dominatrix who supervised the whole thing. How frigging cool was that?

“Oh yeah, fuck me,” Rafiq groaned, as Slade’s cock invaded his ass. To silence the screams that Twyla knew would be coming from Rafiq, Twyla came closer and sat on his face, smothering him with her big beautiful ass. Rafiq immediately began eating Twyla’s pussy, gripping her ass cheeks with both hands while Slade’s cock filled his ass. The Black cuckold was on cloud nine…

Slade pulled his big pale cock out of Rafiq’s ass, unable to resist the supreme tightness of the Black male cuckold’s backdoor. Twyla squealed, as she came from Rafiq’s tongue game, her pussy oozing hot girly cum all over Rafiq’s dark, handsome face. The Black dominatrix smiled at the Black male cuckold and the White bull, pleased with how the night had gone.

“Rafiq, thank you for being the first client of the Black Cuckold Academy,” Twyla said, smiling at her sub before giving him a hug. Rafiq smiled at Slade, and the two men exchanged a manly handshake. Rafiq thanked the Dominatrix and the Bull for their hospitality, and then headed to his car. With a smile on his face, Rafiq headed home, feeling invigorated.

After Slade and Rafiq left the premises, Twyla sat in the dark, in the heart of her beautiful townhouse. The Black dominatrix mused on the future, and felt great about it. Lots of Black men out there are curious about cuckolding, and many of them secretly crave both Black pussy and White cock…at the same time. Twyla is opening the Black Cuckold Academy, dedicated to helping Black cuckolds make their fantasies come true. Brothers, the line forms to the right…

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My tongue eagerly explored the intimate creases of my mom’s luscious pussy. Light from the street, from colored signs, and passing cars filled our shabby motel room, steaming in through the purposely open curtains. Mom lay naked and exposed on the bed, with me between her legs. A vague figure loomed at the edge of our window, drawn to our sinful exhibition like a degenerate moth.

“That man can see your Mommy’s naked titties.” she fondled and squeezed her big breasts. “He’s watching me play with my nipples. He’s watching how I let my son suck my cunt.”

“Let him see what a whore you are, Mom.”

I turned her hips to the side, so she was facing the window. I saw a dark shape skulking there. I lifted my mother’s leg, revealing her pussy to the stranger. I let him have a good look, then returned my mouth to her warm wetness. She held her leg up in the air, and moaned with unrestrained indulgence.

“Oh, God, I think he’s taking his penis out,” Mom reported, more excited now than scared. I moved behind her and took her shoulders, bringing her up so that she was sitting on the edge of the bed facing the window. The light from outside shown on her skin leaving nothing hidden.

“Open your legs, Mom. Let him see your hairy pussy.” I knelt on the bed behind her, and reached around to caress her tits.

“Don’t make me do this. Don’t make your Mommy show her pussy to the dirty pervert.” Even as she protested she spread her legs and exposed herself willingly.

“Now let him see you play with it.” I commanded, as I jiggled her tits for the gratification of our peeper.

“He’s rubbing his penis now.” She began to finger herself. “That man is looking at my naked body and masturbating like a filthy animal.” I lifted one of her tits up high and she enthusiastically licked her own nipple. “Look, there’s another one.”

A second man was at our window. He didn’t hide at the edge, but rather stood boldly near the center. His black skin seemed to absorb all light. I lifted Mom’s other breast to her mouth, and by the time she was done licking it he had his hard prick out, too.

“Get on your knees, Mom,” I instructed her. “Get down on the floor and suck my cock like the shameless slut you are.” She quickly obeyed, sliding off the bed and onto her knees. I stood in front of her and she went at it like a woman possessed. I pulled her long, black hair away from her face so our audience could see my swollen member driving in and out of her expert mouth.

A third man stepped up. Perhaps the man I had seen sitting in his car, but he hung back so it was hard to tell. I moved so Mom had to turn with me, revealing a new angle to the crowd. She now had her back to the window so they could see her ass. I pulled my shaft away from her and rubbed my balls on her face. She took them into her mouth, sucking and licking them greedily.

“Those men can see my bare bottom,” she breathed. “They’re looking at my ass and stroking their nasty cocks.”

I sat down on the edge of the bed and looked up at the men outside. The two up front were clearly jerking off, the third just watched from farther back. Mom was still suckling my scrotum and licking my shaft. I lay back and lifted my knees up toward my shoulders. Mom knew just what to do and shifted her tongue down lower.

“That’s right freaks,” I said. “Watch my mom lick my asshole.”

“Don’t say that so loud,” Mom begged. “I don’t want them to know it’s your Mommy who’s sucking your ass for you.”

I reached down and put my hand atop her head and pushed her face firmly into my ass. No longer able to talk, she concentrated on sucking my asshole, shoving her tongue as far into my anus as she could for as long as she could, then gasping for air. I loved the view of her beautiful face beneath my balls.

“Stand up,” I told her. She stood after a few more parting licks. “Turn around and go to the window.” She hesitated, turned, then took a faltering step.

“I can see their penises,” she said.

“Closer,” I ordered, and joined the men by stroking myself. I worked my cock slowly as I watched my mother from behind. She took a few more reluctant steps. “What do you see?” I asked.

“One has a little penis. He’s jerking it with two fingers, and pulling on his foreskin. He’s staring at my naked titties. The other one is big. He has a big, black cock, and he has his balls out, too. He’s looking right at me, like he wants to fuck me with his black cock.

“Turn around,” I said and she did. “Bend over and spread your ass for him.” She turned and bent over, moved her feet wider apart, reached around and spread her ass cheeks open. The black man looked past her at me and gave me a nod of appreciation.

“They can see my asshole, sweetie.” She rotated her hips seductively. “They’re looking right up close at my wide open asshole and masturbating just outside.”

I saw the man standing further behind move, and heard him try our door. Upon finding it locked he pounded on it. Mom let out a little scream.

“Don’t let them get in! Sweetie, please, gungoren escort they want to rape me.”

“Just do what I say and I won’t let them in. If you disobey I’ll open the door and let those men do whatever they want with you.”

“I don’t want those strange men to rape my pussy. I’ll do what you say.”

“Face the window.” I watched my mom straighten up and turn around. The black man yelled at the guy by the door, and he return to the back of group. “Get right up close, Mom. As close as you can and spread your pussy for them.”

She moved up until her nipples touched the glass. She squatted down slightly and opened her pussy using both hands. The black man stepped directly in front of her and began jerking faster.

“His cock is so close to my pussy.” Mom pressed herself against the glass and I was jealous that I couldn’t see my mom’s huge tits mashed on the glass the way those guys were seeing it. “Oh, God, he’s coming. He’s shooting cum out of his big, black cock right at my pussy. It’s all over the glass, there’s so much cum everywhere!”

That was all it took for Mom to succumb. She sank down on the grimy carpet, spreading her legs toward the window, and began masturbating herself. I got off the bed and knelt by her head and started seriously jerking as well. The black man continued stroking himself as his jizz ran down the window in a thick white streak. The little guy was whacking away like crazy now, too.

“Did you see that?” Mom asked breathlessly, animated by the excitement of putting on a show. “I made that man come. Your Mommy showed him her naked cunt and made his cock squirt.”

“You’re going to make me squirt, too, Mom!”

“Shoot it on Mommy’s face, baby. I want your cum all over my face.”

I leaned in and landed the first spurt on her cheek, the next across her nose. She opened her mouth and I aimed a shot onto her lips and tongue. The rest seeped out and dribbled down onto her forehead. I used the head of my cock to spread my cum around on her skin, and this drove her wild.

Mom’s messy facial did it for the little wanker, and he let fly a thin lash of semen that slapped against the glass. His pathetic discharge was comically small in comparison to the other man’s.

“He just came, too,” Mom called out in the heat of her self-pleasure. “Everybody’s coming for me!” A spasm gripped her body as her orgasm rapidly came upon her. “I’m coming, too!” Her body arched, and she thrust her pussy toward the strange men. “Watch me make my cunt come you horny fuckers!” Mom let out a high-pitched wail of release, followed by several low grunts as she pumped every ounce of pleasure from her exhibitionist orgasm. She went limp on the carpet, arms and legs splayed wide, sated and spent for the moment.

The guy in back was gone by the time I stood up. The black man gave me a thumbs up as I closed the curtain, then turned and left. The little fellow still held his tiny pecker in his hand, and didn’t look like he was going anywhere soon.

I made sure there was no gap in the curtains, bent down and gave Mom’s cum-glazed lips a lick, then went and turned on the shower.

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I came out of the small stand-up shower as Mom was coming in. We shared a lingering kiss as we passed. Once back in the room, I opened up her suitcase and searched around until I found her hand lotion. It would have to do. I set it on the rickety table next to the bed that served as a nightstand and waited for Mom to finish getting cleaned up.

“That feels so much better.” She settled down next to me and laid her head on my chest. “You can’t let me do stuff like that anymore. I can’t be thinking about showing off my puss to the neighbors all the time.”

“It would certainly add a new meaning to the term ‘neighborhood watch.'” I kidded and tickled my fingertips down the center of her back.

“Don’t give me ideas.” Her hand drifted down across my stomach and she ran her fingers delicately through my pubic hair as we talked.

“You’ll just have to be happy with showing off for me.”

“Honey, you know what we talked about. It’s not going to be like that between you and me after we move in. Our road trip is over tomorrow, and so we’re back to normal.”

I didn’t think that was possible at this stage, but I would leave that for another day. I had a more immediate mission in mind.

“So why can’t this last night be like our other ‘last’ night? Why can’t I make love to you?”

“You know perfectly well why.”

“I’ve been doing some thinking about that. If you are pregnant, then I can’t get you pregnant again. And I’m no expert, but if you’re supposed to be having your period now, then you wouldn’t be able to get pregnant at this point in your cycle anyway. Right?”

“That’s not the point.”

“Even if you could, I can pull out. Hell, I’ll go right now and buy some condoms if that’s what it takes.”

“Sweetie, stop. It’s not just that. I want it too, probably more than you, but I know that if I let istanbul escorts myself make love with you again I may never be able to keep from doing it after we’re settled in to our new home.” She stroked her fingers along my erection and down to my balls. “Right now I can tell myself it was only one night. One incredible night that I’ll never forget. But, if I let it happen again…then who knows.”

“So, I can’t put my cock in your pussy?”

“No.”

“That’s your one rule for our last night together?”

“Yes, sweetie. Please don’t be upset with me.”

“You’re not making it easy, but I’ll try.” I patted her on the butt. “You want a back rub?”

“I’d be crazy to say no to that.”

“Then roll over.” I waited until she was lying face down, then straddled her hips. My cock settled nicely along the cleft of her round ass. I reached for the lotion I had found earlier and put some on her back. I gave her a nice massage, making sure she was good and relaxed.

I moved down and worked her legs, slowly moving up towards her ass. Her contented moans let me know she was enjoying it. I swirled my hands over her cheeks, and ran a finger down her crack to her hole. I was able to easily slip a finger in her ass and work it around. Once she loosed up a bit, I carefully eased a second finger in. She tensed up a little at that, but then relaxed and enjoyed my efforts.

“Am I going to get a happy ending?” she asked with a wiggle.

“That’s the plan.” I slowly pushed my two fingers in and out of her anus, spreading it open a little more each time and stretching her out. I put some lotion on my cock. I smeared it around, and was ready to go for it. I pulled my fingers out and squirted a big load of hand cream onto my mother’s asshole.

“Ooo, what happened?” she giggled.

“Mom, I’m getting ready to fuck you in the ass.”

“What? No!”

“You said I couldn’t fuck your pussy. That was your only rule. You didn’t say anything about fucking you in the ass.”

“No, sweetie, please. I’ve never had anal sex before. I don’t even think you can fit in there.”

“I’m going to fuck you, Mom, one way or another. It’s either in the pussy or in the ass. Your choice.” I forced her legs apart and moved into position behind her, ready to thrust into either hole.

“Wait! Let me think a second.” I waited. After a moment I pushed forward until the head of my cock touched her pussy. “Okay, okay! The ass.”

“You forgot the magic word.”

“Please.”

“Please, what?”

“Please, fuck me in the ass,” she whimpered. I brought my cock up to her lotion-covered butthole and rubbed against it. “I’m scared,” Mom squeaked.

“Just relax, Mom. Don’t fight it.” I pressed forward gently. I could feel resistance. I pulled away and put a finger back in there, then two. “That’s it,” I encouraged her when she unclenched. I removed my fingers and quickly moved my cock back into place. This time the very tip of my penis made entry. I pushed a little more and in a few seconds the head of my cock popped inside her asshole.

Mom let out a groan. “That feels so weird. Go slow, sweetie, please.” The hard part was over and I took a second to reflect. I was actually putting my cock in my own mother’s ass. Never in a million years would I have thought I’d ever be so lucky.

“You’re okay?” I checked.

“I think so. Try a little more.”

I inched a bit deeper and Mom sucked in a quick breath. I paused and gave her a few seconds, then continued. Her pussy was nice and tight for an older woman who’d had a kid, but her ass was simply amazing by comparison–like it had been custom fitted for my cock. When I got about halfway in, I pulled back some, and slowly pushed in to halfway again. I then took a good minute to slowly penetrate Mom’s ass to the full length of my cock.

“Does that feel good, sweetie?” Mom asked, flexing her butt as she did.

“Geez, Mom, I never imagined it would feel this incredible.”

“I’m kinda liking it, too. Now fuck Mommy’s ass nice and easy.”

I drew out part way and slid back in. I did this several more times so Mom could get acclimated to it. And so I wouldn’t blow my load right away. After several strokes I felt in control enough to take some full thrusts.

“Ooo, that’s it. My little boy is fucking my ass. Your big cock is all the way in Mommy’s asshole.”

“You like getting fucked in the ass, Mom? How does it feel when I shove my cock into your slutty hole?”

“It feels so wrong. I love it. I love getting fucked in the ass by my son.”

I increased my pace by small degrees until I was pounding my mom’s ass at a steady pace. Now, with each thrust, she let out a little cry of pleasure mixed with a hint of pain. I felt I was only a few pumps away from coming and stopped. I stayed deep in her butt until the sensation faded.

“Turn me over, sweetie. I want to see your face when you come in my ass.”

I pulled out and rolled Mom over onto her back. She raised her knees up to her chest and presented her bayrampasa escort asshole to me. I was able to enter her much easier this time, though it felt just as tight. With a few slow thrusts to get warmed up, we were soon going at it pretty good again.

“I didn’t think it would feel this great,” Mom said as she bounced beneath me. She looked into my eyes with ravenous lust. “Try it harder. Slam your cock into Mommy’s asshole.”

I was happy to follow her wishes and began jamming my cock into her hard and fast. Again, she responded with loud cries each time I hit my limit, but showed no indication she wanted me to let up. I loved watching her tits ride up and down across her chest as I rammed myself into her again and again.

“Mom, I’m going to come!”

“Yes, come in my ass. Fuck your Mommy’s dirty asshole!” She pulled her ankles back even farther and the added pressure triggered my orgasm. I plunged myself as deep into her ass as I could and let go inside her with a yell of satisfaction. I pumped several gouts of cum inside my mother before I was depleted. But she wasn’t done.

“Don’t stop, keep fucking my ass,” she begged. I resumed humping her butthole, and she began fingering her clit. Her hand blurred as it flitted back and forth across her pussy faster than I’d ever seen her go. “I’m going to come with your cock in my ass. I’m going to come while my son fucks my asshole!”

Her body tensed, and her asshole cinched even tighter around my cock. I almost couldn’t move it. She let out a cry that came from somewhere within her that I’d never been witness to before. And then something unbelievable happened.

A forceful stream of liquid gushed out of her pussy and splashed against my belly. I thought it was pee at first, but it didn’t smell anything like piss. Her orgasm continued to rock her body, and as she worked her clit in a rapturous frenzy, more liquid spurted out and got scattered all over my chest and face. After what seemed like a minute-long orgasm, she collapsed back, my cock still buried in her ass.

“What the fuck was that!?” Mom shouted.

“I think you came so hard that you squirted.”

“Holy fucking shit! Look at you, you’re drenched. That never happened to me before. I didn’t even think it was possible. Oh, my God, my head is spinning.”

“Just slow down and breathe.” I withdrew my cock from her ass and lay on top of my mom. She pulled me tight to her and rubbed her body against my skin, covering herself with her own ejaculate. She kissed and licked my cheeks where her cum had spattered. It was several minutes before our heart rates slowed to normal.

“This stuff smells pretty strong, doesn’t it? We should probably take another shower.”

“I like it. It smells like you, Mom.” I guess that was the right response because her face beamed with a smile just like when she opened the perfect gift on Christmas morning.

Mom began kissing me passionately, pushing her tongue aggressively into my mouth. She rolled us over so she was on top. I was so distracted by our feverish making out that I didn’t notice what she was doing until I felt her lower her pussy over my cock.

“But Mom, you said–“

“Shut up.”

“Does this mean–“

“Just shut up and fuck me.”

To make sure I stopped talking she lowered one of her nipples into my mouth. I sucked it cheerfully, then moved to the other. I grabbed her tits and pushed them together and sucked both nipples at the same time. I loved the way her heavy tits dangled down on my face and I just lost myself between her soft globes of flesh.

As absolutely mind blowing as being in Mom’s ass was, it was even more exciting for me to be back in her pussy. When I was fucking her ass there was this visceral feeling of conquering new territory, breaking down walls, and the sheer thrill of the ‘badness’ of it all. But feeling myself inside my mother’s pussy came with a whole different set of emotional sparks.

Mom’s pussy was love. Pure and simple. She could jerk me off, suck me, let me whack it onto her tits, or lick my ass, and it was all incredible. When she took me into her pussy, she was showing me how much she loved me. The rest was animal lust; this was acceptance, and trust, and unconditional acknowledgement that we belonged to each other.

With each of us having had a couple of orgasms already, we were able to make love like that for a long while. Mom rode up and down on me, settled in deep and rotated her hips, and for several minutes just squeezed my cock with her pussy and released. The whole time my hands roamed over every inch of her body that I could reach.

“Sweetie, Mommy loves your cock so much,” she whispered.

“I love your pussy, Mom.”

“It’s so nice when my little boy puts his big penis in my cunt. It makes Mommy come so good. You like it when Mommy comes on your cock?”

“I do. I like it when you come. I want to be the one who always makes you come.”

“You will, sweetie.” She began fucking me faster, working herself purposefully toward an orgasm now. “Every time Mommy masturbates her pussy I’ll be thinking about you. I’ll think about your cock, and tasting your cum, and watching you fuck my sister. I’ll remember the way you look at my naked body, and the way you touch me, and how your cock feels inside me.”

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