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Cum Shot Party!Hi, I’m Jason and I would prefer to use this outlet to describe what has happened in my life, especially with my sex life with regards to my wife Beth. I wrote one previous story about what happened last year at my wife’s college reunion (see “Her Bad College Days”).Since that weekend, I have done my best to forget what I saw. It had been on a video tape that guys from a nearby fraternity had made of my wife not long after she appeared in a college girls edition of Playboy magazine. The photo of my wife published in Playboy was innocent enough. It was a shot of her turning back, smiling at the camera, and showing her gorgeous ass. Most of my friends don’t know she was in the magazine, and luckily, they haven’t come across the picture of her on the web.About a month ago I was invited to a party on a Friday night by a guy I work with named Anthony. I had worked with Anthony on several projects recently, and had gotten quite friendly with him.”It’s at my friend’s house.” Anthony said. “It’s an amazing house, he throws awesome parties man, he’s got a pool and a big ass deck.””Cool,” I said. I’ll ask my wife and let you know tomorrow.I told Beth about it and she agreed to go so I told Anthony to count us in.When Friday came and we were getting ready for the party I saw that Beth was dressing herself up in one of her usual sexy outfits. She had put on a black silk tight fighting shirt, and very tight spandex white pants. They were practically painted on. She had worn them a few times before, and I know she liked them because of the way they complimented her ass, and when she wore them, compliments she got.”Geez Beth, why are you wearing those pants” I said. “We don’t’ know these people or what the party is going to be like. What if they are really conservative stuffy folks who drink scotch and smoke cigars and talk about the stock market and stuff?””Lighten up!” Beth replied. “You know I’ve haven’t worn these pants in a while, and I just finished my period, and I think I look good in them.””You do look good in them, too good in fact” I said with a chuckle and a smile.She walked across our bedroom and gave me a nice long kiss.”Besides,” she added “you know I can’t wear panties with these because of the lines. And you know I like that sometimes.”I felt my dick begin to stiffen a little bit when I heard her say that, and quickly finished getting ready.We got in the car and drove to the party which was about 45 minutes upstate. Trying to follow the directions and getting lost once, we finally pulled up to the house. Anthony was right, the house was awesome, and from the ruckus coming from it, it sounded like a crazy party.We went to the door and rang the bell and a young guy, about 35 years old answered the door. He was wearing a slick linen shirt, with his sleeves rolled up, and linen pants. “Casual” I thought, “Good.””Hi, I’m Jason” I said, “I’m Anthony’s friend from work.””Right right! Ok” the guy replied, “I’m Carl, Tony’s told me all about you. Glad you could make it, come on in.””This is my wife Beth” I said. I looked at Beth and she looked pissed I hadn’t introduced here immediately. She rolled her eyes at me and shook Carl’s hand.Carl took one look at Beth and said, “Holy shit! Beth? I went to college with you I think. You were the chick that was in that Playboy college issue junior year right?”Beth blushed bright red and said “Yeah, that’s right. Do I know you?””Not really. I don’t think so” Carl answered. “But I know and remember you.” You hung out with a fraternity brother of mine, Josh.”I recognized the name Josh immediately as one of Beth’s ex-boyfriends.”Oh ok, yeah, I dated Josh for a while.”We walked into the party following Carl. I noticed his eyes wander for a few seconds over Beth’s body, and her tight pants. He smiled and kept walking. I was too nervous now that Carl had known my wife and new she was in Playboy. “Fuck” I thought to myself. “He’s seen her ass. He’s probably picturing it now.”We followed Carl through the party. There were about 100 people s**ttered around the house. Most people were dressed fairly casually, and most were in their 30’s like us. I noticed a lot of couples, but also what looked like a lot of single guys. There were a few single girls, some of which looked cute as hell, but generally it seemed the guys outnumbered the girls.Carl led us to Anthony, who greeted us with a “Hey muther fucker! Glad you made it!””Anthony, this is my wife, Beth” I said.Anthony had never met Beth before, and I saw that he too let his eyes wander all over Beth’s tight shirt and tighter pants.”Hi Beth” he said. “Great to finally izmir escort meet you.””Tony!” Carl said, “I know Beth from college, she was in that Playboy college issue I showed you a while back.””Get the fuck out of here,” Anthony said. “No fucking way!””Dude,” Anthony continued looking Beth, then me, then down at Beth’s hips, “Why didn’t you tell me?”He looked back at Carl and said “She’s the one you told me about right, the one that was bending over in the picture?””Yeah” Carl said flashing an devilish grin.I looked at Beth, who although was now bright read, was smiling and appeared to be enjoying the attention.”Yes, that was me you little pervs” she said, turning around and bending over a little while giggling, showing Carl and Anthony her ass in her tight pants. She spun back around and put her arm around me and said “Wild college days, everybody did stupid stuff.””Hey Jason,” Anthony said, still looking down at my wife’s hips “Let’s go get a drink.”We followed him through a few rooms to the kitchen which led out to a deck where there was a bar. It was one of those portable bars. Carl had hired a few bartenders who were serving drinks. There as also a keg of beer in the corner of the deck.We got drinks and stayed out on the deck drinking for a while. Carl left us and went back into the house to mingle with the other guests. We chatted with Anthony and he introduced us to a bunch of his friends that came by.After a few drinks I excused myself from Beth and Anthony and went to search for a bathroom.Walking through the house, and down the hall, I passed a bedroom where I saw Carl showing two guys something. I stopped for a second and looked into the room and listened.”Dude, this girl is so hot, I’m telling you man. Check her out.” Carl had the Playboy magazine in his hand. I guessed that he had kept it because girls from his school were in it.”Wow, look at that ass” one of the guys said. “Did you fuck her?””Naw,” Carl answered. “But my friend fucked her silly.”My stomach knotted up. I knew obviously that Beth was very promiscuous in college, but I certainly didn’t like hearing about it.I kept walking and found one of the bathrooms. While talking a piss, I noticed a small tray on the counter next to the sink that about 8 shot glasses. Also on the tray was a permanent magic marker. Two of the glasses were off to the side of the tray. I looked closer and it appeared that they were filled, about three quarters of the way, with cum. One said Jon on the side, and one said Tony. “What the fuck is that about?” I thought.I finished pissing and left the bathroom and went to find Beth and Anthony. I went back outside and found Beth.”Hey honey,” I said, “Having a good time?””Yeah” she said. “Anthony and his friends are nice.” She smiled and giggled. I could tell she was getting a little drunk. I was a little drunk at that point too.”Don’t get to drunk baby,” I said. “I may need you to drive home.””Jay,” she said, “I’m already to d-d-runk for that.”I laughed, “I guess I am too by now. Where’s Anthony?””He went inside to get another drink” Beth answered.I looked over at the bar and saw that the bartenders for the bar on the deck were gone. I guessed they were talking a break.”I’ll be right back” I said to Beth. “Stay here and I’ll go get us a drink.”I went inside and walked through the kitchen and a living room and found the other bar. Anthony was there getting a drink. I looked to the side of the bar and noticed that there was a shot glass off to the side. It was filled almost all the way with what looked like cum.”Anthony” I said. “What the hell is that” I said pointing to the shot glass.”Oh that?” he asked. “That’s Carl’s” Every year when he has this party her jerks off into a shot glass and leaves it on the bar as a gag. You know, just to see of a girl will get drunk and do it.””Has anyone ever done it?” I asked.”Yeah, last year 2, maybe 3 girls did it. If a girl does Carl’s shot, they’ll bring out more. There’s a tray in the bathroom. I jerked off in one before when I went.””Damn” I said. “That’s some sick shit.”I ordered a drink for me and Beth and Anthony went back outside and found Beth.We hung out for about another half hour. It was a really warm pleasant night out and we enjoyed being outside. There were about 15 people out on the deck with us, a few of them were smoking, some of them pot. When we finished our drinks, I started to head inside to get more.”No I’ll get them this time” Beth said.”Ok, thanks I said.She went inside and as she walked away, I saw Anthony blatantly staring at her ass. Great I though, my wife is drunk and wearing the tightest pants escort izmir she owns. Wonderful! I was going to have to keep an eye on her.”Damn, sorry Jason, but your wife is hot!””Thanks” I said, “Keep your eyes to yourself!” I added jokingly.Anthony pulled out a pipe and some weed and we smoked up too. As we were finishing the bowl, we heard an eruption of cheers from inside the house. Everyone on the deck looked over towards the sliding doors on the kitchen, but nobody could figure out what happened.”I gotta go to the bathroom again,” I said.”Alright go,” Anthony said. I’ll be out here.I went through the kitchen, stoned, not even realizing Beth had not come back yet with the drinks. As I turned down the hallway to the bathroom, I heard a guy say something that almost made my knees buckle.”Hey, Jeff,” the guy said. “That Playboy chick just did Carl’s cum shot!”I turned and saw that the guy speaking was the guy I had seen with Carl in Carl’s room looking at the magazine.”No! no! no! god damn way!” the guy whom I presumed was Jeff said.”Way!” the first guy answered.I rushed passed them and headed for the bathroom. My head was racing. My heart was racing! I have to get a divorce! I can’t believe this! What is going on! As I started pissing. I looked over and saw that 7 of the 8 shot glasses on the tray were now full.I tried to think clearly. Well she hasn’t cheated on me really has she? Ok so maybe she did do the shot, but it’s not like she kissed Carl. No! Wait. It’s worse that kissing Carl I think. I think I’d rather she kissed him than drank a shot glass of his fucking cum! My head was spinning. I was pissing.The door flew open. A guy I didn’t know came in.”Sorry!” he said, and grabbed the tray of shot glasses and left and closed the door.I finished going the bathroom. I threw some water on my face. Man! I can’t believe this I thought. I’m drunk and baked. I really can’t deal with all of this!I left the bathroom and decided I had to find Beth. I went back down the hall and into the living room and saw that there was now a crowd around something.I pushed closer and saw that Beth and another girl were in the middle of a circle of guys standing next to the end table next to the couch. The tray of shots from the bathroom was on the table. Other people were at the bar ordering tons of drinks and what looked like regular shots.Beth had a big ear-to-ear shit eating grin on her face, and the top two buttons of her shirt were open revealing way to much cleavage as far as I was concerned. The other girl was very cute, short, and was wearing a black mini skirt and a half shirt.I tried to break through the circle of guys to get to Beth but it was too crowded. There must have been about 20-30 guys crowded around them. Beth was talking to Carl. I squinted and could have sworn I saw his right hand on her ass.”Fuck!” I said out loud. Nobody paid any attention to me.Carl picked up a shot from the tray with his left hand and gave it to the girl in the black mini skirt.”Jon” Carl yelled out. This one is yours.The guys and even the girls in the room went nuts!Carl then picked up another shot, looked at it, and handed it to Beth.”Tony! This one’s yours!” he yelled. “Oh shit, Tony works with this girl’s husband!”The crowd went insane!I saw Anthony push through from the other side. He had a cat-that-ate-the-canary look on his face. He looked at Beth and moved over next to her. Carl stepped away. I saw Anthony take his hand and jam it down the back of Beth’s pants.I knew she was not wearing underwear. Anthony, my friend, my coworker, had his hand on my wife’s bare ass.Beth giggled and her and the girl in the black mini skirt held up the shot glasses.”Do the shot! Do the shot!” the guys started chanting.I almost couldn’t watch, but I couldn’t look away either.Beth lifted the shot higher, cocked her head back, and put the shot glass to her lips and drank it. The cum slide down out of the glass and into her mouth. It seemed to move almost in slow motion. As it entered my wife’s mouth, she closed her eyes. Then an almost pained look crossed her face, like that of someone who was eating a lemon. She gulped and then she opened her eyes and smiled.I couldn’t hear anything for a few seconds. The room was roaring. The girl in the mini did her shot too, and the room roared again.How was I ever going to go back to work again? My wife just drank my friends cum from a shot glass. This was the most humiliating thing in my life. More humiliating than watching Beth on video tape fuck guys in college. That was before we met, before we got married. But now, she had done two shots of cum. izmir escort bayan I gagged and almost threw up. If I hadn’t smoked the pot, which tended to relax me, I probably would have puked right there on the carpet.Anthony kept his hand down the back of Beth’s pants and looked like he was rubbing it. By now everyone the room knew he was feeling her ass.Carl walked up and gave Beth another shot glass. She took it and handed him her empty one.”Andrew!” Carl yelled. “This one’s yours!”Carl gave another shot to the girl in the black mini.Beth reached over towards Anthony with her free hand and squeezed his crotch, keeping her hand on him for about 5 seconds.”Damn!” the guy next to me said, “Is this slut’s husband even here? I can’t believe this!I was too embarassed to even tell him I was her husband. What was I going to do?Beth and the other girl raised the shot glassed and swallowed them down.As Beth gulped it and pulled the glass away from her lip, a stream of cum formed between her lip and the glass. What I saw next was both the sexiest and the most disturbing thing I have ever seen in my life.My wife raised the glass above her head and stuck out her tongue, and then lowered the glass back down onto her tongue, taking in the stream of cum like it was spaghetti.The room erupted again in deafening noise. I realized for the first time that I was getting an erection.The girl in the black mini stumbled forward and was caught by a guy standing nearby. She was obviously smashed drunk. The guy helped her away and sat her down on the couch.Carl walked back over. There were three shots left on the tray. He gave one to Beth and yelled out “Mike!”Beth took the glass and shot it down.Someone brought a beer over to Beth, and she took a gulp of that too. All the while, Anthony had his hand down the back of Beth’s pants.I pushed forward again trying to get closer, but couldn’t.Beth was handed another shot, another guy named “Andrew” was called out, and Beth gulped it down.Now there was one left.Carl walked forward, and put his hand down the front of Beth’s pants. Beth closed her eyes and started to moan, but her moans were quickly drowned out by cheers. I just stood there and watched, unable to do anything as two guys had their hands down my wifes pants. Carl took his hand out, smelled it and yelled “I can’t believe I just touched Playboy pussy!!!!”He handed Beth the last glass. “Marcus” he yelled, “This one’s yours!”A big black guy on the edge of the crowd moved forward. He looked very built but didn’t’ say anything. He seemed drunk, but very shy.Beth looked at him, and I saw her eyes go to his crotch and she smiled. Did she even know I was here?Carl then took my wifes left hand. What was he doing I tought?He slide off both her engagement ring and wedding band and took them and held them over the shot glass.”No!” I yelled. A few guys around me laughed.Carl just looked at me and yelled out loud to everyone “That’s her husband!”Guys around me laughed some more.The guy next to me said “Damn man, your wife is hot and slutty as hell. I wish my wife would do this.”I looked at Beth. She was still smiling and seemed to be enjoying all this.”Drop them in! Drop them in!” The room started to chant.Carl smiled and let go. Both my wifes rings plunged into the glass of cum. My stomach wrenched. Another guys cum! On her fucking engagement ring and wedding band!The guys in the room yelled.She raised the glass, said “Thanks Marcus!” and drank it. She let the cum slid out the glass slowly this time, and let the rings slide down the sides and caught them in her lips. She took them out and held them up for all the guys to see.She stuck out her tongue and licked them off a little bit and put them both back on her hand.The tray was empty, guys were yammering all over the place and jeering at Beth.I surged forward and broke through and grabbed her arm and pulled her toward me.As she came forward, Anthony’s hand came out of the back of her pants and her spandex snapped back against her lower back and ass, making a loud crack.Anthony snapped out of what seemed like a trance and but didn’t’ seem to comprehend what he had been doing to my wife. He just looked at me blankly.Beth looked at me and tried to kiss me immediately. I stopped her and pushed her back.”Hi baby!” she said. “Where were you, I was just looking for you.” She had some cum still on her lip. Whose it was, I didn’t’ know, probably Marcus’s.I pulled her out of the circle. Guys were laughing at me. Some were clapping. I pulled her out of the party through the crowd. A few guys grabbed and pinched her ass on our way out.We got to the car and got in and I sat there for a while thinking. Beth passed out drunk almost immediately. I looked down at her hand. Both of her rings were now covered in a gross dried film of cum.How was I ever going to live this down?

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Ch 3 – BBW Wife is mine for 24hrsFinal chapter I created with http://xhamster.com/user/swanton83177 wife. I decided the story would be more readable in an actual story fashion versus a chat log, so this took more time. He sent me some extra pics to go with the story.Chapter 1: http://xhamster.com/user/Pr0n_Glutton/posts/352356.htmlChapter 2: http://xhamster.com/user/Pr0n_Glutton/posts/352356.htmlChapter 3 Gallery: http://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/3947512/ch_3_bbw_wife_is_mine_for_24hrs.htmlFetishes/Kinks: Submission, Humiliation, Body Writing, Cuckquean, Unwanted Sex, Gangbang, . Blowjobs, Face Fuck, Sex with strangers, High Heels, Toe Sucking, Foot Fetish, Sloppy Seconds, Snowballing, BBW, Young vs Old, Cumplay, Lesbian, Fat People, Indian, Asian, Black, Ebony, Small Cock, Hair Sex, Cum on Hair, Adultery, Cheating, SlutwifeHint: Replace the words Unwanted Sex and Screw/Screwer with the infamous ‘R’ words that are automatically censored by XHamsterChapter 3*Bing*The Glutton’s phone chirps he receives a text message. He is already sure of what it says – he’s just been notified that fuck pig Karen Dunne from the UK has made it to his house in preparation for a kinky party.”Come on! People are waiting!”, He beckons, trying to rush the married slut back into to the car from the adult bookstore.The Slut rushes to pull her stained shirt tightly over her breasts, as she rushes barefoot over the nasty spunked floors of the backroom theaters. A few remaining men are still meandering around the store front, amazed a thick babe just walked out of of the cum covered floors of the gloryholes with nothing to protect her bare feet. A couple guys can be seen trying to turn around and hide their bulges after they noticed her bare feet – Foot fetishists.Glutton directs her to the passenger seat of his car. He checks his phone, and is reaffirmed that he got the message of FatCuntPig arriving at his house. He pulls up a picture on his phone of a flyer he made in Photoshop, showing that two fat, easy sluts are available for a gangbang tonight at his address. He shows the flyer to the remaining customers, with mostly positive, though mixed results. He heads back to the car after showing the flyer to everybody in the store and drives back home.”What now PG?”, the Slut asked cautiously, curious as to what nonsense is up next.”Hmm” He ponders.”My husband would like to know what I’m up to.”PG responds, “Oh he knows, he’s on this whole thing””You mean he put me up to this?!” She says surprised.”Yep.”She exhales, “That’s my man, I hope he knows I’m being a good slut today.”PG’s house isn’t too far from the bookstore and he comes up the street to see some parked cars at the house.”Who are all these people?” She asked””Uhh, friends.” PG winks.They park the car and step back into the house. Thankfully the front door is closed, as he walks in to the sounds of porn playing on the living room tv and the sight of a practically naked fat woman with her legs spread on the floor. Her body is so fat that her belly is used as a sign written humiliation with markers. Phrases like “FAT PIG”, “DUMB WHORE”, and “SCREW ME” are just some of the humiliating text”Hey there” the FatCuntPig greets him.She knows her place. The fat slut easily breaks 300lbs and is extremely lazy, except for sex of course. She doesn’t have much self-esteem and isn’t considered attractive by most men’s standards, though can find some value from chubby chasers, MILF fans, and dominant men that like to humiliate her. She’s completely submissive to a Whore Exposer who exposes nude pics of women like her on the internet. This same Exposer his holding a camcorder pointed at the Pig, filming her to spread the video on the Internet. These girls don’t get much love or attention and in their opinion, being submissive fuckmeat is the only way they have a chance of anything close to love. PG isn’t quite sure that is true, but is more than willing to use her for entertainment.The Whore Exposer turns to PG and says “Who’s this?”PG responds, “This is….a treat from a friend”More cars start to drive up to the house – word as spread of the two sluts available for a free, easy fuck. PG orders Slutwife to get a blanket to throw over coffee table – he simply renamed it the “Fuck table”. Men start to unzip and let FatCuntPig work herself on the guys while Slutwife gets prepared. A few men kneel next to her and she lifts her head to suck some strange cock. Writing on her head says “USE ME” as she sucks a variety of men. One man on her right grabs her hand clasps it around his cock to use as a masturbator to jerk off. Writing on her arm reads “**** ME” – I guess he is just following directions.. Another man on her left makes her play with his cock with her buca escort left hand while he sucks, bites, slap and slobber over her tits which read “FAT PIG”.The Glutton is waiting for somebody in particular. He orders slut wife to get between FatCuntPig’s legs and eat her pussy. She’s hesitant to eat out he cunt of a fat, kinda ugly slag. PG notices this hesitation and reminds her of what she just did at the book store. That along with the promise she made to her husband, motivates her to plunge her face in – she isn’t allow to say “No” after all. The room gets a bit full as the final few horny pervs step into the house. The last man in walks in, carrying a pair of sexy high heels.”We’re waiting for you!” PG yells to the shoe man.It’s the Husband of the Slut. “Well, it took me a while to find another pair of heels after you just gave her last pair away to some stranger!”The Husband steps in and immediately notices his wife face deep in a woman’s pussy.”Something’s wrong here” he exclaims as he stares at his wife ass and bare feet.”Oh…hi honey” she turns around, caught red handed…or rather, red faced just after pulling her cheating tongue out of the pudgy cunt. Many of the men turn to the husband, shocked and saying things like “Oh, snap!” and “Oh shit!”. One of the participants, a middle aged Asian man yells “Damnit!” as he stops fapping his hairy, stubby cock in the disappointment of not being able to fuck at the party.The Husband kneels down and helps his wife slide her feet into the newly bought platforms. He winks at her. The Slutwife smiles and gets back to eating pussy. The men nod and chat in agreement “Something was wrong!”, “Yeah, she looks much better now!”The FatCuntPig is well moistened from the pussy eating and her fat crotch is covered in girl spit. The Glutton notices this and says, “I think that’s enough. Lay on the table.”The men that were sitting and standing around, watching the early birds get pleased by the pig start to perk up, as if a dog heard a distracting noise. The Slut disrobes and walks over to the fuck table as her new heels *Click* and *clack* on the hardwood floor, she she mounts the blanketed fuck table doggy style, ass in the air, heels dangling off the side and face turned towards the other end. The Asian male goes to her face and the sluts starts to stoke his cock while she props her self up with her main hand. One of the men from the sidelines, a Mexican male in his thirties walks up to her back side, disrobes and starts to stroke his cock. His cock is just as hairy as the Asian’s, but is about 6 inches in length and slightly girthy. The Glutton realized he forgot to lube her up and in quick thinking, hocked a loogie on his hand and rubbed it on the slut’s cunt. It’s easy for him to make spit, so he spits some more on his hand and make her pussy more wet..though, it was partially wet from being turned on from the beginning. The Mexican slides his hard cock slowly into to her pussy.”UMMMPHH!” she grunts, mouth full of Asian cock as she is penetrated a bit unexpectedly. “My other arm is wearing out!” she states in the aftermath.”Prop yourself up on both your hands now.” PG responds.”But I can’t stroke him while I suck now!” she replies.PG looks at the Asian man getting head and nods at him. He pushes himself closer and starts to squat a bit, his cock point blank her face. The Slut tries to look up at him, but the Asian shoves her head back down and forces his hairy noodle into her face and starts thrusting.”I think he can take care of that himself” the PG says as he snickers.A couple patrons are off to the side stroking their cocks watching the fun. They would fluff themselves with the Pig, but she’s a pincushion as all her holes and limbs are being used as sex toys for men preparing for the main course. Back at the fuck table, the Mexican fucking the Slut’s pussy lets out a low grunt as he unloads a thick wad of cum in to the Slut’s pussy. The load isn’t big by volume, but thick in density and it sticks well on her vaginal walls as only a small bit is visible from her cunt as he pulls out. An older white male with grey hair was getting his cock blown by the Pig during the ordeal and gets off of her to get behind the Slut. The moment the Mexican pulls out and backs up, the Old Perv immediately slides his cock inside the slut without hesitation – he knows he is past his prime and can potentially get an STD fucking the cummy pussy, but he’s too horny to care. He doesn’t have a fetish for it at all, he’s just wants pussy and is tired of waiting. The Old Perv slowly thrusts in and out of her pussy, with a thick white glob eventually thins out over his old, grey haired cock. The Asian starts to moan and pulls buca escort bayan out of the Slut’s face, spewing at least five stringy ropes of cum on her face, much of it splattering her nose and mouth. The Slut laughs at how much cum is spewed an some of that cum flickers and bubbles a bit off her nostrils.”That’s just what I NEEDED.” The Asian says in relief.”Man, she was PLASTERED!” One of the other patrons observed while being pleasured from the Pig.One of sideline men was an Indian male with his hand in his pants, but not nude. He gets up and proceeds to the Slut’s face. He unzip and sticks his shaved cock out of his zipper hole – it’s average sized. The Slut wrap’s her arms around the Indian’s waist as she starts to suck his cock. Strings of cum dangle pull off her mouth and slide on to his cock and dangle off it in the head bobbing process. A rather large sized white male with brown hair in his 30s is fucking the Pig in the pussy. He pulls his three incher out while huffing and puffing. The man on the left of the Pig tells him, “Don’t waste it on the appetizer! Save it for the main course!”.This is standard humiliation for the FatCuntPig. She would be more than happy to take the Brown Bear’s load in her cunt, but she knows she is nothing more than a fat fluffer to keep the men’s cocks hard while they prepare for the real treat.The Old Perv is still slowly thrusting, though that is good enough for him, as he skeets a watery load into the Slut’s pussy. Now her cunt is filled with a mixture of a thick and a seperate watery load. One man was rubbing his cock on the feet of the Pig. Now that the Old Perv pulled away from Slut, he took this opportunity to kneel behind the Slut and suck her toes. This guy looks familiar…it’s the shoe fetishist from the bookstore! The Black Bear indulges himself by licking her feet and sucking her toes. The Slut giggles as it tickles a bit, but she gets accustomed to it after a few moments so she isn’t jerking around while she sucks the Indian, which speaking of which, blows another spunky load on her face. It’s a rather large load – he must have not came in a while. It’s also a bit thin, so it runs down her face a bit. The man screwing the Pig’s hand gets up from her, leaving the left hand free. He’s a rather skinny guy, as well as his 7 inch cock. The Screwer heads to the left side of the slut and to the surprise of many of the men, grabs the slut by her long hair and starts scrubbing his cock in her hair and on her scalp until he cums on her hair like a squirting shampoo bottle.”Nice. I ‘ve done that before.” The husband compliments, as some stranger screws his wifes hair.The last man on the sideline, unlucky to get fluffed by the Fat Pig stands up off the couch, jerking furiously to the hot action. His strokes are lengthy, much like his 10 inch black cock. The black bull is perhaps hornier than he has ever been and runs to the backside of the slut, hopping over the Black Bear sucking the Slut’s toes and stroking himself. “Damn, Nigga, you should of got up in this. I got this bitch’s ass now doe!”. The Black Bear ignores the Bull, more than content to stroke off while tasting the Slut’s creamy white feet….fresh of the dirty floors of the adult bookstore. That idea never crossed his mind while sucking. The Glutton thought about it, but he doesn’t want to ruin anybody’s good boner. Admittedly, she is still wearing heels, so he can’t really lick her dirty soles. The Bull spreads the Slut’s ass cheeks to see her asshole. He can never get anal in his normal sex life, but is finally going to get it from this gangbang Slut…or so he thought. The mere thought of finally getting anal pushes him over the edge while he was still stroking the whole time and immediately spews cum all over the Slut’s ass. His black rod limps beautifully to flaccidity. He had a wonderful orgasm, but never got to get anal and now he is spent. Sucks for him. A long string of cum stretches from his cock head to a glob on her ass and finally breaks away as he turns around and walks away from the Slut. Meanwhile, the Black Bear, laying under the Sluts feet jerks himself until he cums upward, shooting spurts of cum on the tops of the Slut’s heeled feet. It’s a bit a strange site, but the Glutton and the Husband approve of his “paint work” after they recover from the shock of the interesting cumshot. The Glutton turns to the Husband who is standing at a distance groping his bulge. “Aren’t you going to get in there?!”, The Glutton says as his voice nearly cracks.”Mmm, I’m fine just watching.” He replies.”Hmm…” The Glutton said skeptically. “Well, everybody else is finished so I guess it’s my turn.”The Glutton was so turned on that he escort buca didn’t need the fluffer to keep him hard or to touch himself. He was just rock hard seeing the debauchery unfold in his own living room. The room reeked of the smell of bedussy – Booty, dick, pussy, a term his homeboy friends coined long ago when he and a friend caught his friend brother having sex. It’s that musty, tangy smell that results of unprotected, dirty sex mixed with semen and genital sweat. This smell turns alot of people off, but for the Glutton, it was a pheromone so arousing that he wish he could buy it as an air freshener or potpourri.The Glutton was fully clothed throughout the party, but he made short work of that and removed his clothes faster than a new Windows PC booting off a Solid State Drive. Buck naked, socks still on, ashy skinned, hairy cocked and his short black dick throbbing and pointing up to the sky. The Husband rubbed his pants vigorously as he saw The Glutton walking his hard nub under his fat belly to his wife – he didn’t care at all about the appearance of the guys fucking his wife, he just liked watching horny men take advantage of her. especially a friend.The slut was still on her knees on the fuck table, cum dripping out of her pussy and face. The Glutton powerfully grabbed her, almost as if to fuck her doggy style, but instead flipped her to the side on her back rather quickly. He grabbed her closed legs by her high heeled feet, still covered in the Black Bear’s spunk and spread them out, as if not aware of the slimy splooge on his hands. But he was well aware of the cum and spread them a bit on her feet with his bare hands before preparing to slide his cock into her cummy pussy. His dick was dry from the lack of body lotion or lube, but who needs lube when you got a pussy full of man lotion? The Glutton slid his short cock balls deep into the fat Slut Wife as his fat belly smushed against hers. He let go of her feet as he closed in and propped himself on the table over her. commanding the Slut to wrap his legs around him and yelling, “Don’t you fucking let me pull out!”.The Slut laughs, “Hehe, I wasn’t planning on it! You’re going to be stuck to me like glue until my husband sees me inseminated by you.”The Husband was so turned on by the dirty talk that he started stroking himself under his pants, amazed at how dirty she was. The Slut smile as she turned her head to his horny husband. “Bitch, turn your face back to me!”, the Glutton demanded. She turned her face to the Glutton, eyebrows slightly raised. To her shock, the Glutton planted his face deep into hers, kissing her, tounging her and licking up her face. The room got silent as he kissed and snowballed with her. He didn’t look to see what kind of reaction the guys were giving him: Positive? Negative? Confused? Turned on? He didn’t know, and he didn’t care, he was too hot in the moment to give a flying fuck what the other guys though. He was at his hardest fucking married woman, pussy full of stranger cum and kissing a face covered in spit and spunk. He pounded moderately, not to come to fast, but hard enough to make a mess and to hear the fap of balls on pussy. His black cock was clearly drenched in semen, and made a beautiful contrast of dark brown skin to milky white sperm. It was easy to hear the squishes and squelches of his cum drenched cock pounding her pussy.The Glutton stopped thrusting for a moment and focused on the kissing, licking up any remaining spit and cum from her face and mouth. Her face was mostly clean, save for a light film of spit and a few drops of hair cum from the Screwer. The Glutton spread the Slut’ mouth wide open and hocked a cum-infused loogie back in to her mouth. He never swallowed the spunk, he just saved it for later. There was alot of fluids in her mouth, especially since the Glutton could make alot of spit. Her cheeks were full. Mouth not quite over flowing, but not alot of room for air.”Swallow.” The Glutton commanded.”GGGRRRRRFFFFFFFMMMMM!” The Slut denied, mouth filled with cum and spit juice. She couldn’t swallow for some reason. Why, the Glutton thought to himself. He didn’t care. *SMACK* He slapped the Slut hard across the face. The Slut kicked her legs open in shock, not expecting the slap. However, her reaction to the slap caused her to accidentally swallow the bodily fluid mess. It took her a moment to recover and then realized she swallowed all the filth – she had a fearful look in her face, realizing her mouth was empty because she swallowed.That was it for the Glutton. Way too hot. He didn’t even need to thrust as his cock blew cum like a cannon into her cunt. He was amazed how loud he groaned. There wasn’t much cum left after the rough fucking, but it got filled again by the Glutton. He pulled out, cock throbbing like mad. The Glutton finally picked up her panties from off the floor, grabbed her legs and shoved the panties back on to her much of cum could spill out. He turned to the Husband and said, “Happy Birthday!”.THE END

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My New CuckoldThese nylons are hard to pull up. Can you see the line down the back? My grandmother wore nylons like these back in the fifties. Let me get this garter hook snapped. There! I’m done with the hard part!Here comes my hubby, Roger with my heels. I think I’ll tease him with my feet! He loves me so much. He’s kissing me and I’m playfully shoving him away. He’s still not dressed. He’s been running around the house all afternoon naked. He’s been stroking his cock and playing with his balls.I’ve got my foot resting on his balls. He’s playing with his little cock. No. I’m not making fun of him. He enjoys the way I tease and humiliate him. I’d never do it with anyone around. You see. We’re swingers. Well. At least I’m a swinger and Roger loves to watch. I’ve invited Jerry over for a little party this afternoon. Grandma just picked up the girls this morning and I’ve been preparing myself for Jerry since noon.You know. I took a nice hot bath and completely shaved my legs and thighs. They’re nice and smooth. I trimmed my pussy for Jerry the way he likes to see it. Jerry loves red nail polish. I had Roger paint both my toe nails and finger nails for Jerry.I don’t know what it is about black men but they love seeing us white women in red polish. Oh…I forgot! He loves seeing my legs spread up in the air waiting for that thick black cock.I guess I’m getting ahead of myself here. You see. Jerry is black and he’s my regular black stud. I call him whenever I need to be satisfied by a real cock. It’s not that I don’t love my husband. It was Roger’s idea in the first place.I know what you’re thinking. Why don’t I want a huge white cock? There are plenty of those for us slut wives to go around. Isn’t there? I suppose one of those would be nice. It just wouldn’t be the same.I have pale white skin and I’m a natural redhead. You just don’t know what it’s like to be on your back looking down at a huge thick black cock spreading your married white pussy until you tried it.I’ve had Roger hold my hand mirror behind my ass just so I could see how my pussy stretched and gripped Jerry’s thick cock. It fits inside me like a tight rubber band locked around a wooden shaft.Jerry does me so good! I can feel every bump on his cock as he slowly moves it in and out. He drives me wild with passion.I’m still teasing Roger at the moment. I’m tickling his balls with my feet. Wait a minute while I stop him from jacking off!”You stop that right now otherwise you’ll have to stand in the closet again while Jerry’s here young man!”He’s stopping. I just hate it when he jacks off before Jerry arrives. I really want him to enjoy the experience. You guys know what I’m talking about. I love watching the expression on Roger’s bornova escort face as Jerry takes me. I know his balls are churning and he wants to cum.Don’t think I haven’t warned him plenty of times. I saw one of those chastity tubes on the internet and I might just order one to keep Roger from playing with himself until he’s permitted. I don’t really want to do that to Roger. I prefer having mental control over him rather than depend on a device like I mentioned.This all started early this year when Roger pointed out a web site called Desperate White Wives. There were stories written by a real housewife named Karen Kay. She writes wonderful interracial stories. Roger got me hooked on reading every story that Karen posted.We’d fantasize and we are pretty much open about everything when we talk. Roger told me his fantasy to see me with another man. He was referring to a black man of course. I sort of laughed at the idea at first until we went on Karen’s site and ordered a few of her movies. Roger and I fantasized and played out our fantasy almost every night after the girls were tucked into bed. He’d pretend I was meeting another man and would fuck me until he came. He’s spread my legs and lick out his own seed as I encouraged him.We’d really get into it and I’d pull on his hair telling him to lick out every drop otherwise I’d make him sleep in the guest room. Aren’t I nasty? Roger just loved it and the more I humiliated him the more he’s shows his love toward me.I’ve got so much new jewelry since first meeting Jerry that I can change bracelets every time I go out on a date! Yes, I date Jerry. We go out to clubs or sometimes just back to his place and fuck. Roger will be home watching the girls and I’ll call him on the phone and tell him what’s going on.I usually wait until I’m riding Jerry and allow Roger to listen as Jerry pounds my pussy. He’ll wait patiently on the phone until we’re finished. I’ll wait until Roger begs me to come home with Jerry’s seed inside me. I’ll sometimes laugh and tease him.I’ll threaten to spend the night with Jerry which I have on several occasions. It wasn’t my fault! Roger jacked off one night while he begged me to come home. I told him he was a bad boy for not waiting until I gave him permission so I punished him that night. Your wives will understand once you’ve been in my position. Just imagine yourself straddling your black lover’s thick black cock in a chair. Your black lover is holding onto your ass while you slowly ride his cock.You’re rotating your hips and squeezing your pussy. You know, flexing those muscles and making him want you more! Your arms are hanging over the back of the chair as your lover sucks on your breasts.You bornova escort bayan look down and see those thick black lips gently sucking on each hard pink nipple while you press the fast dial on your cell phone. Your black lover is doing such a great job on your boobs that you can hardily bring the cell phone up to your ear.You can faintly hear your husband’s voice saying hello as you press your chest into your black lovers face. He’s holding your ass tight as you move yourself up and down. You can hear the wet sound of his cock as it slowly makes its way back into your pussy.He’s in all the way as you finally answer your husband. You moan into the phone as you say hello. You can feel that black cock touching your cervix. He’s inside your womb as you breathe heavily into the phone.You hear hubby’s voice on the other end. “Honey… Is that you baby… Will you be home soon? Honey…Are you still there?””Yes baby, I’m still here!”That’s all you get out as you slowly move your body up and down that black shaft. Your lover stops sucking your nipples and leans his head to look into your eyes. He’s getting into listening to you speak with your husband as you ride his cock.You try to moan a few things to hubby as you lean down and kiss your lover. He’s kissing you back passionately as you suck his tongue. You almost drop the cell phone but hang on as you lick his lips. A few more gentle pecks and you’re back trying to speak with hubby.Your lover is moving you faster now as you speak. Your husband knows what’s going on and listens as you have an orgasm. You practically scream into the phone as you cum for your lover.He’s moving you fast now as you hear him grunt than groan out loud. You feel it shooting inside hitting your cervix. Thankfully you’re on the pill. Your cuckold is home whacking off as he listens to you being satisfied by your lover.It’s finally over. You speak clearly to your husband. You tell him you’ll be home shortly. You hang up and slowly position yourself so your lover can flip you over. He’s retrieving your panties. You lift your legs and slip them on trying to hold your lovers seed inside.It’s a long drive home, perhaps an hour. You feel your lover’s seed leaking out. You drive up to your garage and make your way into the house. Hubby is waiting with open arms. He backs you against the sofa and you fall back. He hurriedly slips off your soaked panties and watch him sniff them.Within seconds, he’s buried his face between your thighs. You feel his tongue working its way inside your pussy. You accommodate him by raising your legs and spreading them apart. He brings you to three wonderful orgasms before it’s all said and done!You walk escort bornova into the bedroom as your husband follows. He’s begging you to allow him to fuck you at this point. You try to explain to him that you’re exhausted and sore but he’ll have no part of that! You finally give in and tell him to hurry. You’re on your back while he straddles your legs. He’s in and you can hardily feel it. You’re still stretched and gaped open from your black lover’s thick cock. You pretend to enjoy it as your husband shoot’s his load.You’ve satisfied your husband for one more night. Don’t think he’s through yet. He’ll be begging you to call your lover the next morning and make arrangements for another date!This should be a good lesson for all of you wives out there that are thinking about cheating on your husband. Don’t do it! The key here is good communication. You might just learn and find out you have a husband at home just like mine. Yes ladies, you can have your cake and eat it to!Roger’s slipping on my heels now. Jerry will be here soon. We have it all planned. Jerry wants to bang me on the sofa while Roger holds my hand. Roger’s going to take digital shots of this. He makes me laugh. He explained how he is going to set the camera on a tripod and get in every picture. He has a remote and will be able to click at will.I can’t wait to see this! Roger will be too preoccupied to think about that remote button. Let’s see, Roger is just about done with the second heel. I don’t think I’ll wear a dress. I’ll just greet jerry at the door like this. I have on a garter belt with black stockings with the little line in the back and my fuck me pumps! I’m driving Roger insane with this perfume I just applied. The door bell! I better go now!Jerry’s holding and kissing me. Hubby makes us a drink as we sit down on the sofa. Jerry has his arm around me. We soon find ourselves kissing as Jerry pushes me back along the sofa. It’s leather so I don’t have to worry about any stains.Roger reminds me of a honey bee tending to its nest as he stands next to the sofa watching and making sure I’m comfortable.Jerry inserting his cock inside me now as Roger holds my hand. I’m lucky. Roger and Jerry get along like brothers. Roger has a hold of my ankle as Jerry pounds my pussy. He’s clicking the damn camera! I can’t believe he’s actually remembered. You’ll see everything! Hurray!I had to stop for a moment as Jerry banged my pussy. He just shot his load into me and Roger is ready to go down between my legs. He’s kissing me first. There he goes. His tongue feels good.I just had two intense orgasms on Roger’s tongue. He wants to fuck me now. Here we go again. This won’t last long… I told you! He just came…!I think I’ll just lay my head back here on the arm of the sofa for a while! I’m such a lucky married slut aren’t I?Remember what I told you ladies! Communication is the key to a successful marriage! You don’t have to cheat on you husband! If you’re lucky you’ll find yourself with more cock than you can ever imagine!

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Two early sexual experiencesTwo early sexual experiencesTwo short stories based on some voyeur experiences I had while in my teens.Experience 1We used to live in a very quiet place in the UK – but with quite enclosed gardens. Our next door neighbours had two great looking daughters – one around 16 and the other a few years older. Both were attractive – not stunning – but as a young guy of 14 (at the time) enough to make me take notice.The older one, Beverly, was quite tall, long chestnut-coloured hair, shapely and liked to look after herself. One way she did this was to sunbathe in the garden – and as this was in the UK, this didn’t happen often.Well, one day she was out there, in her bikini, oiled up and on her front. The angle of the garden lounger meant that I had a great look right up her legs to the fabric covering her pussy. I had worked out, by this stage of course, that there was a gap enough to look through to their garden and be quite secluded myself. And as a teenage boy, jerking off was a natural habit.So, knowing no one was at home I went outside, keeping quiet and took up my position to spy on Bev. What karşıyaka escort a view – and with the crappy binoculars I had taken from the house, I could see her legs, and what I was convinced as the outline of her pussy. Cock in hand I started to beat off, focussed on that patch of fabric. Hope against hope she would also take to some garden wanking, but no such luck. After a few moments she turned over. I do not think she saw me – not even a sly glance to my direction, and she lay on her back. This is where I did get more than I was expecting. She slipped off her bikini top to reveal some nice-ish titties. Difficult to say the real size – as up until then they had been well-hidden whenever we had met. But there I was, this time with a different perspective, teenage titties on view.It didn’t take long before I was cumming everywhere. And, of course, I dropped the binoculars, making enough noise for her to be aware that I was there. She sat up, looked in my direction. She could see movement but not enough to know it was me or what was going on. She just smiled and went back to her karşıyaka escort bayan sun bathing. I tidied up and hoped that we would have better weather – and to be fair I did get to do this a few more times. But I swear her bed got closer to the fence where I was and she was a little more obvious on the show she gave.Experience 2In the local swimming baths they had the ‘old fashioned’ cubicles for changing. These were on the outside of the pool, so in order to change you went around the pool, selected a cubicle and got changed.Well, this was fine, but there were no locks – just a pull-too plastic sheet. So, if you were not careful, people could see you getting changed from the pool. However, the dividers between the cubicles were also not 100% voyeur-proof. They has a small gap running around them where they were constructed to be easily assembled.As a young teenage boy, I was very used to pulling out my cock and wanking at a moment’s notice. And one day the opportunity presented itself in the swimming pool.There were quite a few people swimming – all ages and mostly girls escort karşıyaka and ladies. There were very few cubicles left so I changed and left my clothes in the cubicle. I saw the people next to mine leave and two girls – guessing in their mid-teens go in and get changed. After a while they started to swim – I didn’t know them – but they were nice looking girls. Knowing that I would get a hard-on, I got out of the pool, with the idea of tugging one off with a view on the pool through the curtain gap.Well, I was dry when I saw the girls getting out and coming to their cubicle. I froze. But they didn’t see me but I could see them. So I watched them drying off and getting out of their swimstuff. My cock was getting excited and with the small gap I was tugging away. Then, wonder of wonders, they started also getting frisky.They kissed – innocent to start but then with greater passion. They were really French kissing not 2 feet away from me and my rock-hard cock. They each were playing, fumbling, with each other’s bodies – fingers in pussies, titties, asses. What a view. I knew it wouldn’t last long, so I decided to spray the side of the cubicle with cum. A short wipe up and I was gone for a coke in the lobby.While drinking it the two girls came out, innocent looking but with a twinkle in their eyes. I knew and, if in my mind later on when I wanked over the memory, it made it better to think they had known I was watching too.

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My first time with a man, not related to meBy the time I turned 18, I was a father, and quite the seasoned lover thanks in large part to my wonderful family. A few days after I graduated from high school, a buddy and I joined the military. And when we got to boot, we realized that we had gotten ourselves in a world of hurt, but we pushed through and eventually graduated at the top of our class in the number one and two spots.And for my fellow vets out there, you understand that this means that we got our choice of duty stations from our dream sheet.We went to Hawaii, and did quite well for ourselves. We would take off and go to the E Club. And one night we got seriously wasted and wound up going home with these two hot Polynesian lady’s. On the way back to there house they asked us if we’d ever been with another man. And I was scared at first, because I didn’t want to scare off my friend.That was until he blurted out that he’s wondered what my cock tasted like, and how it would feel up his ass since we were k**s.Thank you liquid courage! We finally got back to their place and we started off kissing buca escort the girls, rubbing their nipples and pussies through their clothes and they were getting wet, they both looked like they had pissed themselves. Then they got up and slowly stripped, once naked they got back on the bed with us and started kissing each other. There’s not a red blooded 18 year old male that wouldn’t have gotten wood seeing that.But Jay looked at me and said that we should put on a show for them as turnabout is fair play.We started getting undressed and my eyes were locked on his massive bulge, his eyes were locked on mine.With that we both freed our respective monsters from their restrictive clothing, and within seconds he was on his knees playing with my cock, pulling on it, running his tongue all over it. Then the girls suggested that we form a circle and eat each other daisy style. The feeling of having him working my cock over while there was a hot pussy grinding on my mouth was just like being home with Mom and Dad. And he was a giver too, he must’ve sucked my cock for 20 buca escort bayan minutes before the girls yelled switch. Now it was my turn to suck his juicy piece of man meat, and I couldn’t wait.I hadn’t had a cock in my mouth since before I left for boot.As we got into position, I told him to get ready for the blowjob of his life.I grabbed it by the base, and slowly started licking up all of his sweet tasting precum. I lost myself in his manly musk. Then I took it all the way down my throat and held it there, and stuck out my tongue to flick his balls while I throated that monster. I was sucking his cock so good that the girls even stopped to take notice. At that point he repositioned himself into a sixty-nine with him on top. We sucked for another ten minutes until I decided he’d had enough throat for now. So I wet my fingers and slowly worked two into his hot tight butthole until he shot load after load of his juicy cum down my gullet.And I kept sucking until he got hard again. By this point the girls were cheering me on.they wanted to see him take my cock up escort buca his butt. And according to the moans coming from him, neither could he. So I got on my back, and he climbed onto my face, Hell I knew that what he wanted was for me to loosen up that hole so my cock would slide right in. I ate that tight puckered hole like a starving man eating a steak dinner.He actually came again from me eating his rosebud. I flipped him around, lined up and pushed ever so slowly until the head went in, and then I told the girls to come eat his cock while the watched me fuck his butthole. I inched in slowly until I was balls deep, and after a few minutes for him to adjust to my thickness he started grinding his ass into my crotch, I slowly found my rhythm and was matching his grinding stroke for stroke.We must’ve fucked for another 15 minutes before I blew my first of many loads that night. We fucked everywhere that night. In the shower, he bent me over the side of the deck and slammed my asshole raw. And then just as the morning light hit we finally fucked the two ladies. I can’t tell you how many loads we’ve shared over the years. But I can tell you this. I’ve got a couple in my guts now from this morning.He was the best man at my wedding, as I his.And he and his wife, who by the way is one of the ladies from the story. They come over a few times a week for some good lovin.

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QuaverChapter 1: The Green AlbaThe room is deaf and silent, the only thing you will hear are the ticking of the clock and the sound of computers clicking. It’s really a slow day here at LifelineIT, a computer specialist shop at downtown Detroit. I was assigned at the repair department. There are only three costumers today, the two clogs in the cartridge and the other one only wants consultation about her pc overheating. Now I am stuck making “reports” about the store’s inventory which sucks because it’s not even my job but at least my job pays the bills.I’m done with my work today with 8 minutes to spare so I head to the employee’s lounge to have a coffee. I was pouring the hot water for my coffee when I felt a hard pat on my shoulder.“Hi Greg! Already done for today?” Alfred said with a slight grin.“Yeah” I gave him half-hearted smile.“You have plans for tonight? We’re going to Northern Lights at West Baltimore.”“Uhm… It’s pretty far from my apartment from Midtown” I said with a sigh“Come on its Friday! The day to hook-up and get crazy” He said enthusiasticallyAfter a second thought, I said “Ok, I’ll go”“Cool! But were leaving after Sarah’s shift. Our dickhead boss wouldn’t give her a break” “Mr Orlando isn’t that bad, he just need to…”“Get laid!” Alfred interjects.We laugh hard; we stop when other people look at us suspiciously. I never had a good laugh for a while. “I better go. See you at the lobby at 7:30”“Ok see you.”As Alfred walks away he glance back at me and gave me a whole hearted smile, I smile back and then he continues to walk away.I check him out a little, Alfred is tall around 5’9, lean with good muscle definition, he’s tanned, he is always clean shaven leaving a 5 o’clock shadow, hazel eyes that matches with his dark blond hair. His biggest asset is his smile that can light up the room whenever he goes.*******I am Graham Villamonte by the way Greg for short. I’m 29 years old I was born and raised in the Philippines but I decided to work overseas here at Detroit Michigan when all hell breaks loose on my life. Long story short, my parents and family will never accept me as who I am, a gay man, so they disown me.I don’t have many friends in my workplace, maybe because I’m not easy to look at. I am 5’8, big build, a little soft in the middle but I don’t classify myself as fat maybe I’m just stocky. I am tanned “naturally”, I have visible tattoos on my left arm, I have a goatee but no mustache, a shaved head and a nose piercing. Yes I look like a guy that will mug you when you got lost in a dark alley.Nobody asks me if I am gay, well look at me I look like Stone Cold from WWF, so I just keep it to myself.*******It’s almost 7:15 so I went down to the locker room to change to my casual clothes. My house at Midtown Squares are quite far so I always have extra clothes on my locker. As I stripped down to my boxers, Damien arrives.“Hi Greg,” He said with a seductive tone.“Hi.” I said with a reluctant smile.He walks in front of me and ask “Do you have plans for tonight?”“Yes” I shifted consciously. “I will go to a bar with Alfred”“Ah” he said with a hint of disappointment in his voice.“At what time will you go?” He asks as he steps closer to me.“7:30” I swallowed nervously.“We have some time. Do you want to play a little?” He whispers in my ear.“Yeah” I said frantically.Damien is really cute, He is your typical twink, small man around 5’6 with a slender frame, blue buca escort eyes, unblemished skin with no facial hair. “Fuck I’m getting hard” I said to myself.My Dick slowly made a tent out of my boxers as Damien touches my hairy chest softly with his hands. “Somebody is eager to get started” He chuckled.“It’s been a while” I said.Damien and I first had this “sessions” as he called it last Christmas party of 2013. I was drunk and horny, Damien took advantage of that and now here we are. He’s about to suck my dick in the locker room with the door open and anyone can come in at any moment. Not that I’m complaining.Damien pulled my boxers off and my dick flop to my belly. I have an average Joe 6’8 but very thick circumcised with a big purple head. Damien gently jacked me off and precum is oozing out of the tip of my dick obviously need of relief.“Wow it’s like a faucet” he said it with a sexy tone.“Suck it” I commandedDamien wastes no time. Damien licks the tip of my dick with his lips mixing my overflowing precum with his saliva in his hot velvety mouth.“Fuck” I muttered.Knowing the pleasure he cause, he devours my dick with his mouth inch by inch. I moaned when I feel hitting the back of his throat. He sucked my dick with his hot mouth all the way to the base. “Wow the boy has skills”. Damien sucks my cock slowly at first then he speed up his tempo. “Oh yeah just like that baby. Deep throat that fat cock. ”I groaned disappointingly when he pulls his mouth out of my cock.“Don’t stop” my tone rises slightly.Damien’s tongue was all over my dick, teasing me as he knows I’m about to nut. I moan with pleasure when he sucked my balls then licking it with his hot tongue while he jacked me off.“Baby finished me off”I begged.With a smug on his face, he sucked my dick eagerly. I am getting close so I grabbed his head and I thrust my dick in his mouth. I am so overpowered by pleasure that I didn’t mind if I was hurting him as I thrust my dick forcefully to his mouth. A few more thrust and I exploded my cum inside his mouth. As I enjoy the moment, Damien pushes my hand on his head and backed away. Damien chokingly spit my cum on the floor.“Greg you don’t have to be so rough!” he exclaimed.“Sorry Damien I just got carried away” I said laughingly. “Hmm…” he hummed dismissively. Then he goes to the faucet to gargle the remnant of my cum.I didn’t mind that he didn’t drink mu cum, well who would? I would never drink somebody’s cum because that’s disgusting. I tear a tissue from the stall to wipe my dick then the cum-spit on the floor. I walk towards Damien and patted him in the shoulder.“You did good Damien, I’ll take care of you better next time” I said with a wink.Damien chuckled “Ok, get dressed and get out of here, they might think something is up.”I quickly put on my tank top with a black polo shirt with a pair of trousers. I quickly get out of the locker room after waving at Damien goodbye.*******I join the others at the lobby. There are four of them, Amethyst “Amy” the blond one, Marcus Amy’s boyfriend, Christian the office queer and Alfred. Alfred noticed me then walks towards me.“Where have you been? I was looking for you.” He asked with a raised brow.“I just change a while ago at the locker room” I said casually as possible. “Shall we go?”“Not yet Sarah is still there.” He said like he is annoyed.“It’s already 8 I’m starving” I stretched while rubbing buca escort bayan my belly.My tank top and polo shirt is a bit short so as I stretched my hairy belly was exposed. Alfred gasp, I see him clearly staring at my naked spot. He blushed and he turn his head away when I he see me looking at me. I was grinning and I felt a little sexy that a guy like Alfred will check me out. We got suspicious stares from the group. Alfred is beet red blushing and I can’t wipe the grin out of my face.We stood at the lobby bullshitting around for a few minutes when Sarah finally arrived. “Hi Sarah” Christian said. “Why do you take so long?”“Mr Orlando gave me extra work today” Sarah shrugged.I saw Sarah’s eyes it is bloodshot red, she obviously cried hard. She didn’t change at all, her clothes are all wrinkled and I saw marks on her neck. I don’t want to ask about it but I have my assumptions.*******We arrived at Northern Lights at 8:45 thanks to traffic. The bar is full obviously because it’s Friday and the line extends two blocks away. “I don’t think we can get in?” Amy said“Don’t you worry babe I got you” Marcus said, he then lean and kiss Amy passionately.“Ugh! Get a room.” Christian said.Marcus laughs and flips him off. “I know a guy here, he can let us in.”“Then hurry! The some of the guys here are creeping me out” Christian said as he folded his arms and look around nervously.Marcus walks towards the bouncer, they look at us and they start to argue. “Come on man you owe me remember? You can never hit off with that Latina bombshell without my help”“No man, if the boss finds out that I’m letting people in beyond limit he will fire me!”“Man just this once, it’s Friday and my friends are here and I’m trying to impress my girl.”“Who?”“The blonde one”“Man! You’re hitting that?”“Yeah! So will you let us in?”The bouncer thinks for a while and said “OK man just this once. If I get caught I will tell that you and your folks sneak in.”“Thanks man” Marcus patted his shoulder and signaled us to come inside. We heard a whine from the people on the line but we didn’t seem to care.*******We sit on the table near the liquor bar. It is loud and noisy, but the bar is full of life. We are so starved that we ordered right away. The ladies and Christian ordered Grilled Chicken with chard greens and for us men we ordered their best steak. I am just finishing my dinner when I felt uneasy, that someone is watching me. I look around and see that a man sitting alone at the bar drinking his scotch. I presume that he is an older guy maybe in his forties or late 30’s. He has a salt and peppered beard and mustache that is connected to his short straight formal hair like George Clooney. He has the same build as me only taller. He dressed very formal despite being on a bar. He wears a long sleeve polo shirt with a loose necktie with dark pants and leather shoes.Man the guy creep me out! He looks at me like he’s undressing me right on the spot. He smirk at me and lifted his glass. I cringed and growled; I am so annoyed! Alfred and my officemates look at me with confusion.“Is there anything wrong?” Alfred said.“No it’s nothing” I said casually.The two waitress walk to us and handed over the desert. We all ordered chocolate cake which looks very appetizing. The brunette waitress looks at Marcus like a high school girl which makes Amy very uneasy. Marcus tries his pull his best escort buca behavior but Marcus can’t help but to flirt back. Amy looks pissed; Marcus will be hearing from her tonight. Then another waitress comes by and handed over a whisky to me. “Sir someone buys you a drink.” She said with a grin.Looking confused, I asked “Who buys this for me?”“The one on the bar.” She said pointing her head at the right side of the bar then head out.On the right side of the bar there are only three people: the pass out drunkard, the hot read head and the old creep from before. Everyone looks the same way I’m looking. The red head raised her glass at me.“Man that red head is smoking!” Marcus said playfully, which earns him a shove in the gut by Amy.“It’s still early, but someone is eagerly checking you out.” Christian said teasingly.Sarah just smiled but Alfred is frowning. I don’t know if he’s jealous or just pissed at other stuff so I didn’t assume. “What’s wrong bud?” I said sympathetically.“No it’s nothing” he quickly said.*******I know that the read head girl didn’t buy me the drink, but that creepy weasel that keeps looking at me maliciously. I want to get to the bottom of it and kick his ass while at it. My office mates became dizzy and disoriented. The girls and Christian can’t handle their drinks very well. They call it a night when Christian says “I feel like throwing up.” They stand up and get ready to leave but I can’t leave just yet.“Greg its late aren’t you going home” Sarah said.“Not yet, maybe if I’ll stay longer I can hook up with someone tonight” I said promiscuously.“Yeah man! Don’t let that red head get out of your sight ok?” Marcus said, he leaned and whispers in my ear “Tell me all the detail next week” he smirked and Amy growled lightly. “Ok buddy see you next week.” Alfred said with a clear disappointment in his face. His reaction makes me feel a little hurt inside.I walked my office mates to the door and waved goodbye.*******It’s already 11:30 when they left. I went to the bar and ask the waitress from before the kind of whisky she gave me so I can buy another round. She said it is a Scottish whisky, so I went to the bartender and ask for their finest Scottish whisky. I search the bar for the old creep; there was no sign of him. Then a big guy looking like a bodyguard startled me from behind.“Sir a VIP wants to see you, follow me.”I follow him to the VIP room and I see him. He has his eyes close while savoring the aroma of his liquor. “You came looking for me?” he said with a low baritone voice without looking at me.“I came here to give you this” with a raised brow I handed him over the whisky.He looks at the drink and grin. Then he looks at me and said “Thanks”I think I swallowed my tongue. He has the most gorgeous eyes I’ve ever seen. Those Jade green eyes look at me. No! Look through me. Those gaze pierce through my guts. I’ve felt my knees trembling that I never felt before. I recollect and gather myself together before I could fall.He chuckled at me, mocking my moment of weakness while he soothes his beard. I am so pissed and embarrassed at the same time. He keeps his smug grin and eyes locked at me and I finally lose it.“Listen here you old creep! I don’t know what your deal is but if you keep that smug in your face like a smart ass I would be more than happy to wipe it off for you!” The big bodyguard tries to stop me but the man raises his hand ordering him to stop.The man’s toned his smile a bit and said “Can I offer you a seat?”I stood firmly and said “Not before I know who you are.”The man stands up. I tried to be unfazed by his height. He is 6’3 I think. He led out his hand and said.“Good evening, I am Logan Clark.”

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My very first time with a guy – Part 2

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My very first time with a guy – Part 2S called me 2 days after the prom and asked me to come over, because he had some problems with his PC. Firstly I found this very suspicious, but I was okay, because I wanted to see him if we are okay…On my way to his place I was thinking only about the prom night and how I’ve kissed him, how he kissed me back and how everything was perfect in that moment.I knocked on the door few times very inpatient… I herd someone coming and opening the door and I saw his face, I was so happy to see him, but since the accident two days ago I wanted to keep everything cool. I have looked him into the eyes and said Hi and responded with Hi as well. I asked him what was the problem with his PC and he asked me to come in, then I saw him half naked, his lovely chest and that nipples. For a moment I kept looking into these nipples and how I made him cum out of licking them hard. Then he said, to go after him and he explained to me that he had problem playing some videos. He showed me the videos on his computer and asked me if its okay to take a shower while I was fixing the computer. Of course I said “No problem”. Its just took me half a minute to find out that I just need to reinstall the player he uses.Took me about a minute to reinstall it and to play the videos. I start the first video just for the test and I could not believe my eyes… It was him naked jerking off in front of a camera, yelling “Fuck me, fuck me, please fuck me” and from that moment I became hard as a rock. In the second video he was wearing the underwear that I ripped at the hotel room, he said “You and no one else” and then he ripped it apart and begin playing with his asshole, but never fingered it. I could hear him coming already and stopped the videos.He walked into the room naked with a very short towel covering his privates, but was so short so I could see his balls hanging from it and a little part of his dick. I could not stop looking his wet athletic body, almost slipped a slobber out of my mouth just by looking at him. bornova escort He asked me if I was able to play the videos and I confirmed. He wanted to check personally and he asked me if I mind for him to sit in my lap for a moment. I said nothing. Then he sat directly on my hard dick and felt it and rubbed it with his ass. I was even harder. He forced my legs together and spread his over mine and stared the first the second video with the underwear on him. I couldn’t hold it any more and kissed him on back of his neck and asked him if we are okay and he just moaned… I put my hand over his chest and squeezed his nipples and slid my right hand over his body to his dick but he grabbed my hand and said “Not that fast”. I grabbed his leg and put it over the desk, then bit his ear and made him to slide his head to my right and put my finger in his mouth and made him to suck it while I was squeezing his nipple. I whispered him that there no way back, and he was sucking it even harder. Few moments later I pulled my finger out of his mouth and gave him my other’s hand middle finger while I was going trough his lifted leg and began to look for his asshole in the towel. When I found it I started to play with his asshole with my wet middle finger. Then I pressed his asshole and reached in. He began to moan very loudly while sucking my other finger. After some time he began to moan even louder. I pulled my finger out of his mouth and put it in my mouth to lick it while he was looking over his shoulder. Then he told me that on his Flash Drive has another video that I would like to see and made me out of his asshole, to reach the flash drive and he wanted to put it in the computer so he stood up and leaned over the desk to find the USB port on the PC back side. Then I stood up and pressed him over the desk.I told him that if he wants to do something useful while lying on the desk to put his hands on his ass and to spread his cheeks, so he did. I pushed to towel up and licked his ass of as it was an bornova escort bayan ice-cream. I was spitting, licking, fingering his asshole again and again. After some time I grabbed him up and asked him, what was his favorite way to undress the bitches he slept with, he answered “With teeth” then I told him to do it! S kneeled before me and started to work on my sweatpants with his teeth. He bit and dragged them. Then S bit my cock through my underwear and drooled them. He drooled them a lot, so he could see my dick and balls through the underwear, then he looked me in the eyes and said “Looks amazing! I bet they taste even better!”. He pushed me to the chair and lifted my legs and bit my balls, he ripped my underwear looked me in the eyes and told me: “Now we are even!”… I was so hard, that made me even harder, then I asked him “Have you ever done this before ?” he returned: “No you are my first”, then I asked him again: “Are you sure ? You look quite impatient for a person never had a cock in his mouth”, then he told me: “Of course, I am imagining this moment for months!”, I could not believe what I was hearing…. in the next moment I pushed his head straight to my cock. He started to lick it longitudinal all 8 inches, vacuumed my balls, spit on and licked my ass. He was using nothing but his hands. Then he swallowed it and begun with the sucking… He sucked me for 10+ minutes, I had dozens of blowjobs in my life, but they combined cannot compared to what he’ve done time. While he was sucking me he started to play with my asshole and in some moment he penetrated me and I couldn’t hold it any more and push his head down on my cock and blew it in his mouth. S continued to suck me for a while, then I kissed him with the sperm in his mouth, then he swolled the sperm and smelled my cock and said: “This is how a real man cock should smell… sperm and his bitch’s mouth”, then I stood up and grabbed his ass and told him: “Now let me show you how a bitch’s ass should smell like”. I lifted escort bornova him in my arms and took him to the bed and suppress him on it.Asked him: “whos my bitch?”, he kissed me and told me “I am your bitch!”, I poked his ass with my dick few times then I penetrated it for the first time ever… God that asshole was tight, very tight. I never fucked anyone in the ass before, so everything was experimental for me, I was fucking him slowly so he could get use to, then started to move around in his asshole and he liked it, he was moaning so laudly that I was afraid that someone will come and start asking questions. He grabbed my ass and pulled me all in him, and told me:”Come all in cowboy”, I was increasing the speed and I had the chance to lick his nipples, and the moment I started, he cummed on his body and major part of the sperm was in his six-pack, he pulled me all the way down to suppress him and the sperm now was on both of our bodies, then I just moved my hands over his nipples and he moaned, and I asked him: “Do you like it bitch?”, he answered back: “You are my demigod”, then I laughed and said “Demigod?”and started to fuck him very intensively and fast, then he yelled “God, God, God!!!”, i answered him “That’s better”, then he grabbed my ass, found my asshole and penetrated it again and I blasted my load in his ass. We were kissing and he suggested to get a shower…Under the shower we were making out, cleaning each others bodies. I fingered his ass in order that sperm to come out and licked it all of it. Then we were making out again, having some fun, and the moment I started to play with his nipples I was his almost 11inch erection… We stood at the mirror in the bathroom(still taking a shower), I was behind him and grabbed his cock and started to jerk him off with both of my hands, my cock was between his butt chicks, then he leadned over the sink and told me, “Fuck me again”, we had a lot of fun under the shower…For the rest of the summer we had sex all the time, we had a lot of fun and when it was time for college, we were accepted in the same one, and now we are roommates, we are having a lot of fun together and we had many other couples having fun with us, lesbians, gays, bi, straight guys 🙂 If you like this story, maybe I will share some other moments of S and me :)Hope you liked it 🙂

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Jane Doe (my favorite)

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Jane Doe (my favorite)It was cold. Pitch black. The cold was everywhere, the worst of it coming from the hard metal surface beneath her. It seeped into her bare skin, holding tight in an unforgiving grip. Despite all efforts, she was unable to move a muscle, a prisoner of the dark, and the relentless chilled air surrounding her.She’d lost track of how long she’d laid in the darkness, the cold making its way to the core of her being. From time to time there was a sound, distant and unrecognizable.Then nothing. Only the dark, only the cold. Her mind kept going back to the last thing she remembered.It had been just another after hours party at the club where she danced. Some High Rollers from out of town, suck a few cocks, get a big tip, nothing out of the ordinary. The hairy blob she was sucking off was just about to blow his load when some other guys burst in, shouted something in Spanish and started shooting. Hairy Blob jerked and spurt into her mouth at the same instant a bullet tore through his brain and splattered it against the wall. A second later, she felt a sharp yank on her hair. After that, nothing. Only the dark, and the cold.She tried for another uncountable time to move, to make a sound. To do anything. Again, there was nothing. Nothing but the dark. Nothing but the cold, the cold, the cold.Her mind tried to drift, to think of anything that would distract from this Hellish and unexplained circumstance. She’d wanted to be an actress once, but those dreams gave way to the harsh reality of low paying Waitress jobs between auditions that never seemed to go any further than a greasy couch in some casting agent’s office. The only thing that panned out briefly was when one of the sweaty slime bags set her up with his buddy, another smegma factory who produced low budget porn shorts.After a month or so of getting her pussy pounded by coked up nameless cocks, she decided to take up dancing. She rationalized that it was acting of a sort, and much more preferable to taking cum shots in the face from walking AIDS sticks.The money was a lot better than waitressing and the work was steady. Picking up a few extra bucks at the after hours parties was no worse than what she’d already done on some smelly casting couch. It seemed like an eternity ago, in another life somehow, but that was nothing compared to this timeless dark and cold surrounding her now.Faint sounds reached her ears, growing louder. A few moments later, she recognized them as footsteps. A surge of excitement gave way to an uneasy mix of apprehension as she wondered if the same guys from the club were the ones that had put her here. If so, what would they do to her next? She picked out two sets of steps, walking briskly. They echoed slightly, as if coming along a hallway. There were two voices, both male. She decided anything was better than staying in here another minute, and tried to call out to them. Nothing came.The voices and steps grew louder, paused, and then still louder along with the open and close of a door. They stopped near her head.She clearly heard one of them say, “This is it.”A moment later, there was a click and shards of unexpected light blazed into her eyes, sending stabs of pain along her optic nerve into her brain. She tried to blink, but couldn’t.A loud clack of metal on metal was followed by an abrupt jerk that set her in motion with the sound of metal rollers. Her vision was an opaque blur of greenish tinged light. The motion and sound stopped with a small bump. A searing pain ripped through her neck.One of the voices said, “Here she is Detective, the Jane Doe from the club.”Her mind tried to wrap itself around this sudden and unsettling chain of events. Why was there a Detective here? What did he mean by ‘Jane Doe’? Where the karşıyaka escort fuck was she? A deeper sense of dread began to build in her.She realized the greenish tint to the light was caused by its filtering through a sheet covering her face. She screamed, but again there was no sound.Voice one asked, “Help me get her on the gurney, would you?”He counted ‘3’ and suddenly she felt herself being moved sideways with another metal on metal sound. Every bump was agony, forgotten as the shock of what she heard next sunk in.The Detective asked, “Cause of death?” Voice one replied, “Preliminary exam is broken neck, severing of the spinal cord at the 3rd and 4th vertebrae.”The green lifted from her eyes, her view changed to an institutional style ceiling with fluorescent lights. In her peripheral vision, she could make out the two men standing over her. One wore a suit, the other a lab coat. Terror ripped through her as he leaned across the table and she read the patch on his coat. It said ‘Coroner’.An abrupt jerk accompanied by a fresh blast of pain cut through her rising panic long enough for her body to be turned to one side. Her head rolled limply, her mind reeling between pain and unheard screams. Horror and pain fought for and exchanged supremacy. The heat from his hands, so intense it almost burned, was a shock to her cold skin. His grip tightened and he moved her head so the Detective could see where her neck was broken. She couldn’t decide which was worse, the pain it caused or the sound of her shattered bones grinding wetly into each other and traveling through her skull. The Detective looked on, making some notes in a small spiral notepad.He commented, “We looked all through the club, but couldn’t find any I.D. on this one.”Without looking up, the Coroner asked, “I assume you tried running her prints?””Yeah” the Detective replied, and added, “We got nothing. No criminal record, nothing through DMV. Just a dead hooker with no name.”The Coroner grunted his agreement and remarked, “There’s no evidence of d**g use, no needle marks. Actually this one’s pretty healthy looking.”He lowered her head back onto the table, a fresh round of sparks exploded in her neck, continuing as she was rolled back to her original position, staring into the fluorescents. Mercifully the pain began to diminish, calming to a dull roar. She felt the sheet lifting and then sliding off her body.The Coroner stated, “No other visible signs of trauma. This was quick. Professional. She never felt a thing.”The Detective made a few more notes and asked, “So what happens to her now?”The Coroner replied. “We give it a couple of days to see if anybody from Missing Persons gets a call. If not, we ship her off to County and they take it from there. Damn shame with this one, she was a looker.”The Detective gave him an unseen odd look. A wash of shame and vulnerability went through her. She could almost feel their eyes on her. In spite of her past, she felt genuinely naked, exposed. The only comfort was the feel of warm air on her skin. It was warmer, and light out here. So much better than being…In There. In the cold. In the dark.The Detective said, “I’m done here. Here’s my card, give me a call if anything turns up.”Over the sound of retreating footsteps, the Coroner replied, “Sure thing.”The door opened and closed. There were a few moments of silence, broken by the Coroner’s breathing. He took a deep breath, paused and then let it out.He mumbled under his breath, “Yeah, I got your card Detective.”She heard him wad it up, a moment later it thunked into a waste can. His face appeared in her vision. It was horribly pockmarked. Deep scars from acne peppered his skin. There was something oddly familiar about it, something karşıyaka escort bayan from way back, from another life. With a motionless shudder, she realized he was looking her up and down, an uncomfortable sheen in his eyes.She startled inwardly when his fingertips first brushed and then began to move in circles over her flat, cool stomach. Her skin tried to soak in the heat from them. Emotions collided inside her. Revulsion. Disgust. Shame over the realization that if she could, she would press herself into the grotesque caress if only for the warmth it offered.His hands moved up, cupping one breast and then the other. She felt sick at herself beginning to welcome his touch, craving more heat. He stopped.Her mind was relieved, but her skin begged for more. More warmth. More heat.His face disappeared, footsteps moved toward the door. A moment later, she heard it lock. Anxiety rose in her, why had he locked the door? She tried not to think about it. His face reappeared.Her memory jogged. She knew him. From somewhere, from a long time ago. Searching desperately, her mind came up empty. Suddenly his eyes looked directly into hers. It was a horrible look, full of malevolent glee. A humorless dry smile creased his thin lips, more of a sneer. Somehow, she felt even colder.”Well, well, well.” He breathed in a spite filled whisper, “Always nice to meet a body from the home town.”He knew her! But from where?His low hiss continued, “What’s it been? 15 years or so? Why I’ll bet you wouldn’t even know me if you saw me on the street. I’ll bet you wouldn’t even remember me. You’d just give that same blank stare you’re giving me now. Nice to see things worked out so well for you.”Her mind searched frantically. Who the fuck was this guy?He went on, “Yeah, just look at you. Used to be such hot shit weren’t you? Miss ‘Gonna Be a Big Star’ someday. One of the ‘Beautiful People.’ Now you’re just another dead fucking hooker with no fucking name.” He spit a brittle, smug laugh. His cruel words continued. “You and your little clique. All the cutesy nicknames you had for me. Poindexter. Four-eyes. Pizza face. Yeah, I remember them all. Looks like I got the last laugh though, don’t it?”Her eyes would have bugged if they could as her memory crashed together like a jigsaw puzzle made from broken glass. Larry! What was his last name? Larry…Mill-something was all she could remember.Larry Mildew is what they’d called him. An ugly misfit that couldn’t even fit in with the dorks. He was an ugly k** and had grown to an even uglier man. The fact that she was at the mercy and judgment of a loser like him added another level of humiliation to this unspeakable scenario. Revulsion rolled through her in waves as his beady eyes leered up and down her nakedness, his breaths becoming deeper.Suddenly his face disappeared, she heard him move toward her feet. A moment later twin vises of heat grabbed just above her knees, pulling them apart with sharp cracking sounds from where her legs joined her body. Each crack brought a small firework of agony. Her feet fell from the table, spreading her thighs even wider when the calves followed. Her knees reached the edges of the table, held open by the dead weight now dangling below them. She felt even more naked, knowing her neatly trimmed pussy was totally exposed to the light and his hungry stare. Over the hum of the fluorescents boring into her eyes, came the sound of a belt buckle and then a zipper being opened. Her mind vomited what her stomach couldn’t as the sounds of him masturbating forced themselves into her ears. His sharp jerky breaths became laced with soft grunts as his pace quickened.”So many nights.” he grunted, “So many nights I wondered what you looked escort karşıyaka like naked. Wondered what so many others knew, what it felt like to be inside you. To fuck you.”He stopped abruptly. There was the sound of fumbling, and then the crinkle of plastic. The table bumped as he climbed onto it, between her legs. Dread filled her as she knew what was coming next. His face reappeared directly over hers, his stinking breath hot on her cheeks.”I’m finally gonna know.” His polluted whisper continued, “I may not be the first, but I’m definitely going to be the last.”A moment later, his condom covered cock jabbed into her, burning as his jerky thrusts pushed deeper until his balls seared against her ass. He pushed harder, trying to go still deeper. 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Larry gave a series of high pitched whines, his hips jerking insanely. Suddenly he froze. She felt his cock jerking inside her, inside the condom. The extra heat of his squirting sperm pushed her over. Another silent scream came as her release blasted through her, pushing already ragged limits of what remained of her concept of self and sanity.She was dimly aware of his pulling out, the sudden loss of heat snapping her back to an even harsher reality. He rolled off, fixed himself, and moved her legs back onto the table. She sobbed mentally at the combined loss of his warmth and any humanity that had been left in her. She thought she’d sunk low before, but now felt it couldn’t get any worse than this. His face appeared again, looking down with another sneer. He lifted a cell phone, dialed it, and began to speak. “Yeah, hey it’s Larry down at the Morgue. I got one for you. Uh huh, female, early 30’s. Nah, total Jane Doe. Uh huh. OK. 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dream girl in blue jeansI have seen her often around the neighborhood. She wore tight-fitting blue jean shorts, with a short sleeve boat-neck blouse. Her blouse is white with blue horizontal stripes. She wore a light cream-colored open-knit sweater loosely hanging off one shoulder. That is how she looked the first time I saw her at the cafe. Who am I? Well, I’m just your average something sidewalk café girl watcher. I love the outdoor cafes that are so plentiful in this neighborhood. The coffee is good, and so is the people-watching. People reveal quite a lot about themselves when they don’t now they are being watched.Her shorts fit tight … damn tight! The hem was folded neatly … twice, so that the bottom of the folds were right at her sit spot … you know … the point where her thighs turns softly into her sweet ass-cheeks. When she bends even slightly, you get just a hint of her little ass. But, that was all fine with me since she has a nearly perfect shape in all respects. As my eyes traveled from her jean shorts upward, I noticed that she was young … very young. She had long brown hair, and brown eyes. She had the cutest face I had seen in a long time. A friend who knew her a little told me she was nineteen. I had trouble believing that, because she looked much younger. Not that I am drawn to that mind you, but I was prepared to make exceptions in her case. The first time I saw her she was standing tiptoe in her red high-top sneakers, bent slightly over the counter showing her shapely ass to best advantage, as she accepted her drink from the barista. I uttered one word semi-audibly without thinking, “Damn!” I guess that says it all.I made note of the time of day as she was leaving. She walked by my little café table, I removed my sunglasses, and she smiled at me. I watched as she propelled her perfect little ass on long shapely legs until it was out of sight. I had to know who she was. My friend didn’t know too much about her, just that she worked and lived in the neighborhood, and she was in his daughter’s graduating class a year ago. I really do have a life, and do not have the time to become a stalker … but I was curious about her. If I were ever going to get to know her, it would be at this little café.I saw her again on another Saturday, at the café. She was wearing the little jean shorts to which I had become so attracted. I saw her walk in to order. I got up, and standing beside her asked, “May I buy your coffee for you? I have a nice table over here in the shade.” A bold move and I had absolutely no idea what her response might be. She looked me up and down, smiled and replied, “Sure! Thank you that would be lovely.” Her voice was music, soft and sweet. I paid for her coffee and another one for me, and we sat at the table. Her name is Holly, and she works in a shop about two blocks from here. She is a sweet girl, and from her conversation, seems to be intelligent. I complemented her on her jean shorts, and her pretty blouse. She blushed and said, “Thank you Michael, I love wearing them. They are comfortable and cut off from a pair of jeans I loved.””Well, you certainly have the figure for them, my dear.” I continued with the complements. She then offered a reply that made me twitch a little, “They are so comfortable that I don’t wear panties with them.” She smiled and blushed again, realizing the over-share. We talked about her job, my job, this neighborhood and what other things we liked about the City. I asked her to dinner, but she said, “Michael, you are sweet, but I hardly know you. M-Maybe we can sometime later, but thank you.”I just had to have this girl! There was just something in her manner and poise that made her seem older than her teenaged years. Since I am nearly fifteen years older than she is, I expected to have rather limited conversation, but she was a delight to talk with. I can’t say that I was falling in love with her … maybe falling in lust! She likely accepted me as more of a peer, because I have kept in shape so I look younger than my years. I love to ride my little green racing bike from my hilly neighborhood, past the park, to the highway along the beach. It is easy to get from there, around the lake and onto the coast road. From there it is as long a ride as you want along the ocean … my ocean!At last count, I think there are about a billion and six things to do in and around the City, and I wanted to do some of them with my “girl in the blue jean shorts” for as long as we might still be interested in each other. I could tell that she was interested, but cautious … smart. I had time; I was busy and could wait. I did not see her every Saturday, but when I did, she started plopping down in a chair at my sidewalk table, and greeted me with a warm smile. Sometimes I would buy, and sometimes Holly would buy.The conversation was always lively and I spent much of my time with her, starring into her soft brown eyes. They have a fire in them … a love of life that bornova escort shows. I was getting as hooked on Holly, as I was my weekly fix of rich espresso coffee. The times she was not there, I spent at sharpening my people-watching skills. People are amazing! They are funny, troubled, hurried, and occasionally you can detect a spark of the divine … a show of kindness or goodness here and there. It is quite common, sitting at my little table, to hear six different languages spoken on the street, and none of them English. Much of it seems to be Russian and other Slavic languages, Italian, some French, a little German and even some Portuguese.On the fifth Saturday of our acquaintance at the café, I renewed my offer to Holly of dinner. She smiled and replied, “Yes Michael that would be lovely. Where would you like to go?” I offered her a choice of Italian in this neighborhood, or a very good Thai restaurant I knew of, a couple of miles south from here. She was quick with her decision, and said, “Oh! Italian please, Michael! I love this neighborhood and I love Italian. But you will have to order some Chianti, and sneak me a couple of sips.” I laughed and replied, “I think that can be arranged, just dress twenty-one.” She giggled and said she would. My heart was pounding in my chest at the prospect of getting closer to being with this lovely creature.I was five minutes late in picking her up, since I figured that girls always need a little extra time, and it is actually more polite to be just a little late. I dressed in a white shirt sans tie, black sports coat, dark blue jeans with a slight boot flair, and black Italian dress boots. She wore a navy blue dress with a flared skirt that went to her knees, and her hair up. She wore sheer stockings, and three-inch heels. I got a lump in my throat when she answered the door. She was a vision! The nice thing about this neighborhood is that everything is within walking distance, so we walked to the restaurant from her place. This saved us from having to deal with valet parking, which is always necessary in this neighborhood. The City is only seven miles wide, and seven miles long with a population at night of about seven hundred thousand, so parking is always at a premium.It was a nice night with the scent of eucalyptus in the air. Holly had a pretty blush on her cheeks from the short walk. I had called ahead for a table and the maître d ushered us right in to a table by the window. I love having a table by the window in neighborhood restaurants, because of the people-watching it allows … “dinner and a show” as I like to say. In fact, I did say that to Holly, and she giggled and agreed, immediately getting the joke. Holly looked twenty-one, and the waiter gave us each a wine glass. I ordered what I consider a good, but not pretentious Chianti, and poured Holly two-fingers to start. I poured a little more for me. My lovely date noticed this, and teasingly complained, until I leaned close and gave her a whispered a reminder of her age. I would be there to make sure Holly did not over-do, so … no problem.She picked up her glass, I picked up mine, and Holly made a toast, “Michael, to you and to me for a long and lovely life, and to a promising evening.” We clinked our glasses. I was hoping that what she meant by a “promising evening,” was the same as the thought going through my mind. The conversation was as lively as always, and we giggled and laughed easily at each of our amusing anecdotes about life in the City. She was born here, but she told me that she never tires of the city. It has so much to offer. I moved here from the Midwest, and it did not take me long to realize that I was privileged to live in one of the queen cities of the world. Our dinner date went well, and I had no idea what to expect when we reached her flat. She had a little too much wine, and wrapped her arms around one of mine as we walked. At the corner, waiting for the light, she turned to me, rose up, and kissed me sweetly on the lips. Then of course, she blushed, smiled, and lowered her eyes.When we reached her building, she did not reach for her keys, but stood facing me. This is a signal that she is open to a good night kiss. I moved in about eighty percent of the way, she moved in the rest of the way. I put my hands on her hips, and she put her arms around my neck, and we kissed passionately, right there on the doorstep. She then asked, with her arms still around my neck, if I wanted to come up for a while. I said, “Sure, but don’t you have a roommate?””Yes, I do, but Sally is staying at a friend’s tonight … I asked her to!” she said with some nervousness in her voice.I said, ‘Holly sweetie, I do not want to take advantage of you on our first date, I can wait.” She replied quickly, “Michael! I am not a virgin. I would love it if you could stay. We can make a little breakfast tomorrow, and then have some coffee at our table at the café.”I could feed that bornova escort bayan familiar twitch again and replied, “Okay honey, let’s see how it goes.” Her face lit up as she said, “Oh, goodie!” just like a happy teenager getting her way.We walked up to her flat, and entered. In the City, mostly properties have an eighteen-foot front, and the apartments are “railroad flats,” meaning that there is a hallway down one side, with the bathroom, bedrooms, and kitchen along one side like inside railroad Pullman cars. The hallway opens into a wider living room at the end, usually with windows looking onto a small breezeway, or garden. She put on a CD of some soft popular music, but I noticed that she had some jazz as well; a little Mingus, and some Miles Davis from what I could see. She went into the kitchen, and came back her own bottle of Chianti. Don’t know where she got it, maybe an older boyfriend, or a friend of her roommate. She poured the wine; we sat on the couch, listened to the music, and talked quietly. It was not long before the glasses were on the table, and our arm went around each other.We kissed long and passionately. Kissing her sweet little mouth like this turned me on … this young girl that just a month or so ago was a fantasy. She has nice medium-sized breasts, which are high on her chest, like most young girls, and puffy nipples, as I soon found out. She moaned as I played with her breasts, and those amazing puffball nipples. Her skin is very soft to the touch, and warm. Those were the words that seeped into my brain at that moment … soft and warm.She seemed to be free with her body, and denied me nothing. I slid my hand up the outside of her leg, over the stockings, and onto the bare flesh just above them. My hand ended its journey on her pert little ass, over silk panties. I massaged her little ass, and her moans increased. She pulled back from the kiss a little, with our lips still touching, and said, “Oh Michael, that feels sooo good!” Her words were like little kisses on my lips as she spoke. It tickled, but also sent electric shockwaves through my lips. Her breath smelled so good … so sweet, and her lips were like cream.As I leaned back on the couch a little, she twisted her torso to continue kissing me, and in the process, her legs opened a little. I slid my hand from her ass, around to the front, and between her thighs. OH MY GOD! I was in heaven with my hands between those warm, moist, creamy thighs. Like most teenager girls, her thighs were buttery soft. I massaged her inner thighs above her stockings, and when my hand touched her panty-covered pussy lips, she broke from our kiss, and gasped. Then she moaned loudly, and crushed her lips against mine in the most passionate kiss we had shared so far. She moved her hips and opened her legs as I massaged her over her thoroughly soaked panties. She breathed into my mouth, “Oh, Michael! I love your touch, please don’t stop.”After I explored her moist crotch for a while, I did stop. She gave me a puzzled look, until I stood, picked her up in my arms and headed for her bedroom, with her pointing to the proper one. I laid her softly on her bed, and crawling in after her, I saw her eyes widen into a pure, sweet and innocent, little girl look. At that moment, she had the single most beautiful face I have ever seen, and the lump in my throat returned as I struggled to breathe. She was so suffocatingly beautiful. As I approached her face with mine, her eyes slowly closed as I kissed her as softly as I knew how. We just moaned into each other’s mouths as we kissed for what seemed like a very long time. I broke the kiss, stood and undressed to my knit boxer briefs. She sat up, and I unzipped the back of her dress, and with her help, pulled it off over her head. She reached back, undid her bra, and threw it on the floor. I pulled her stocking off, one leg at a time, and tossed them over my shoulder onto the floor without taking my eyes off her face.Our eyes locked as I crawled back into the bed. She watched my thigh muscles flex, then my stomach muscles, and put her hands on my upper arms as I lowered myself onto her. I supported my weight on my arms, so that we would both have freedom of movement. I took her puffy nipples into my mouth one after the other, and massaged them with my tongue. This caused Holly to start breathing harder and deeper. I massage her breasts as I rested my hips on hers, and she opened her legs wide. We kissed as we rubbed our still-covered crotches against one another, and moaned into each other’s mouths for a long time. We eventually broke our kiss, as she breathlessly said, “Oh … Mi-Michael!”I held her for a while until her she cooled down and her (and my) breathing returned to close to normal. I slid her panties off, put them to my face and breathed them in a little before discarding them. Then as I pulled off my boxer briefs, I was completely naked in bed with a girl that escort bornova just some weeks ago was a dream to me. She looked into my eyes, softly and earnestly said, “Michael, I want you inside me.”I put my arms underneath her shoulder blades, flexing my chest muscles against her soft tits, adjusted my body between her legs, and slowly entered her. My beautiful “girl in the blue jean shorts” was completely mine, if only for the briefest of moments. I slid myself into her pussy all the way in one slow smooth stroke, and just left it there for a moment, holding it in as far as I could. She was shuddering … I could feel it. She softly said … in almost a whisper, “Michael, my body is tingling … all over. Please make love to me.” The only thing that occurred to my poor brain to reply was, “Holly you are so beautiful. I want to make love to you all night.” I know, kind of lame, but she smiled and in the softest voice ever said, “Okay Michael darling.”I slid myself out a little, and then slowly back into her tight pussy. The friction was getting me close very quickly. I could feel her breathing faster and shuddering a little more, with my smooth strokes in and out of her wet silky pussy. I wanted to save myself long enough for her to get close. She came once while I was stroking in and out, and I was coming very close. As I started to pull out of her, she breathlessly whispered, “Mi-Michael … you … can … come in-inside me. I w-want you to.” After a few more strokes with her moaning and shuddering into another orgasm, I stiffened, pushed myself into her all the way and exploded into an orgasm I could feel in every part of my body. She shuddered again as she felt my release deep inside her. We lay in each other’s arms, breathing hard, convulsing, and kissing. After a while, I rolled off Holly onto my back. We looked over at each other and laughed very satisfied laughs.She said, “I’m hungry again Michael, let’s get something to eat!” We rose, and headed into the kitchen. She threw on a t-shirt over her perfect teenaged body, and I pulled on my shorts again. She had a thought, and she sliced and buttered up a baguette, and stuck it in the oven, as she asked me to chop some tomatoes, onions, garlic and basil. These last two items are staples in the City; everyone has them. We continued to work in silence, and then had the bruschetta along with the rest of the Chianti. I did the pouring and kept little miss teenager’s portion small.We ate our bruschetta lustily, and drank our wine, laughing and giggling about everything that occurred to us. We were still coming off the endorphin high from the sex, so everything was funny. We cleaned up the kitchen, and headed for the shower. Holly went first, and as soon as she was in, she opened the curtain, and said, “Ah, Michael! It’s sooo lonely in here, care to join me?” I was out of my briefs in a shot as I joined my little teen princess in the shower. We soaped ourselves up, and just rubbed and slipped as much of our bodies together as we could as I laughed and she giggled. I fucked her again in the shower, and we both came quickly. After we returned to the bedroom, we made love slowly for several hours, until we fell asleep in each other’s arms.In the morning, we made a breakfast of omelets, grits, and sliced kiwis. I think it was as much playtime and cooking, but it was fun and the outcome was actually edible! We decided to walk around a little after breakfast. One of my favorite places is the neighborhood around a prominent hilltop monument. The bay side of the monument descends steeply into terraces of gardens and hundreds of steps and for my money is one of the City’s prettiest places. We wound around this neighborhood, and ended up at our favorite little café a half mile away. Holly was wearing a halter-top, and tight jeans, with her red tennies. As she strode over to a table on the sidewalk, every set of male eyeballs was on her ass. I noticed this and just smiled, as I went in to order our favorite coffee drinks.Later in the day, we went back to her flat, and she changed into her blue jean shorts, sans panties, so we could drive down to the beach, and just wade and play in the inland strait running along the top edge of the City. Our favorite orange Art Deco style bridge was in the background, making this a very good place for photos of each other, her in her jean shorts, and me in my swim trunks. We returned to the car later, and drove to an isolated spot I knew of, up behind the park, and Holly quickly lost her shorts, as she straddled me and we made love to very satisfying simultaneous orgasms, with me pulsing my juice deep inside of Holly’s pussy. Holding her soft and pretty little ass in my hands was amazingly arousing as I fucked her. Back at her place, I watched Holly put on another pretty dress for dinner, and we had dinner at a nice Thai restaurant.Holly and I played and fucked as much as we could that summer, until she moved with her roommate Sally, down south. She was working on a degree in engineering (I told you she was smart). She still writes to me occasionally, but dates one or two of her fellow engineering students. My time with Holly has passed, but I will always remember that summer with my sweet little “girl in the blue jean shorts!”

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