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This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.

Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.

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“Aw, I’m so sorry you have to go get your brother.”

Maddie twitched her ears, the grey-furred bunny leaning over to the horse in the driver’s seat of the car, her fingers trailing up his leg to his crotch. She was forward, that much was clear, though Cody did not mind, the bay stallion whuffling a snort, a grin on his lips. His ears, however, did splay at the notion that he would not, in fact, be staying the night with the cute bunny that he had spent more than a few mind-blowing (to put it politely) nights with so far in their shared experience and time together.

“I know, Maddie, ugh, but I got to make sure Lance gets back alright,” Cody grunted, though it was hard to sound annoyed by the change of events when Maddie was so very gently, playfully, kneading her paw over his crotch, the swelling bulge there giving rise to other pleasures. “Unff… Yeah, he’s my baby brother, I got to pick him up. But Vaughn… Nnngghhh. He’ll be real good to you, I wouldn’t recommend him otherwise, Maddie.”

Maddie giggled. As much fun as it was to tease the bay horse and watch him flush hotly under his rich, brown coat, she was rather keen to see what this “Vaughn” had in store for her. Apparently, he was a bull who had not come to any of the “frat house” parties that she’d been present at, not yet, so he hadn’t gotten the chance to see her talents in action, though the bunny was legendary across campus and beyond. All for the right reasons, of course.

“I know, Cody, but that still doesn’t mean I’m not sad you’re not joining us! Maybe you can come by tomorrow?”

That perked the horse up and he grinned as she kissed his cheek. For them, it was oddly chaste.

“Yeah, that sounds great!”

He jumped out of the car, having pulled up outside the small house, which seemed to be split into two apartments, one on the upper level and one on the lower level. Vaughn did not often buy into the frat house sort of mentality and it was no wonder that he had swung, even if he was still paying rent to family, for a private place to stay, as small as it was. It was more than enough for him with a little help in paying, but what kind of student in college didn’t have help of some kind in paying? Whether it was a scholarship or a partial bursary or simple aid from family, there was always something. Most were just jealous that Vaughn got his own space at a time when students, all adults, of course, were cramped into small spaces in more communal type living spaces with shared rooms too in the dorms. Shared houses more often tended to have private rooms at the very least.

Cody opened the passenger door for the bunny, who took the offered paw to help her out, a soft smile on her face. In the horse’s other hand was held a case that looked more expensive than what he might usually have carried around his camera and recording equipment in. Her ears perked curiously, quivering. Even she did not know the full extent of what was going to happen that night (oh, how she liked a surprise!) or what Vaughn was into, though she was keener than ever to find out, a skip practically in her step.

The black bull came to the door to meet them, his eyes kind and gentle, but with the kind of excitement in them that Maddie was used to inciting, unable to stop her grin from widening at his greeting.

“Hey, Vaughn! I’m Maddie. But you already know that, don’t you?”

The bull swallowed hard and mumbled something, though the brush of his paw across the back of his neck was cute, kind of. Although he was muscular, he seemed a little passive for her liking, Maddie shooting Cody a doubtful look, though the horse only gave her arm a reassuring squeeze. That no harm would come to her there was a given, but she had been promised a good time too!

“Have fun,” Cody said with a wink, checking his watch. “Shoot, I gotta run — it’s, like, crazy traffic to get to the airport and we’re nowhere near it.”

He groaned, disliking the turn of events that his weekend had taken, but there was only so much he could do about that. With a decidedly jealous look cast back at the bull, Cody made good his exit, having already pressed the silver and black fancy case into Vaughn’s paw.

“Er, well, come in, Maddie, I’ve got drinks here if you’d like anything before…”

Vaughn trailed off as if not knowing what to do, what to say. She was much shorter than him, so small that part of him was worried about crushing her, squashing her accidentally, not even five feet tall. Although she was lightly muscled, it was more in the sense that someone would have called her “toned”, the edges of her definition, showing around her sleeveless vest top İstanbul Escort with buttons, were softened by her smooth, grey fur. A touch of white struck down her chest, disappearing between the demure rise of her breasts, though it was the flare of her auburn hair that made him blush the most fiercely.

Damn, he’d always had a thing for redheads. With glasses too, she was a heartbreaker.

Yet Maddie had no attention at all of breaking Vaughn’s heart as she sashayed up to him, after, of course, accepting his offer of a glass of lemonade. If there was one thing she had learned throughout all her fun with guys other than her husband (all allowed and permitted by her sweet husband, of course), it was the importance of staying hydrated!

Well, that and seeing just how many cocks she could fit in her various holes… Maddie shivered, heating up under her light, thin layer of clothes already. It was surprising to her to still be in them, the bull having barely touched her.

“So, come on,” she smiled, putting her paws on his chest, stretching up onto the tips of her toes. “There must be something you want to do with a cute little bunny like me…”

She was gentler than usual, expecting him to pick up the figurative reins in response, though the bull only brushed his fingers, far too tenderly, down the backs of her paws to her arms.

“Oh, well, I’d like to take care of you too,” he said lamely, hot under her paws, muscle tense, hardly relaxed. “I’m not going to do anything to you that you don’t want, Maddie, please don’t worry about that.”

The bunny rolled her eyes, puffing out her cheeks with a sigh. He blinked, letting out a startled “moo” as she put her hands on her hips, tapping a foot on the floor of the living room. Her glass of lemonade, already, had been forgotten.

“Look now — this isn’t a date, Vaughn,” she said, laying down the “law”. “You don’t have to be like that, you don’t have to be assertive. Don’t you already know what I’m into, how many cocks I’ve taken? Trust me, there’s nothing you could do to me that I wouldn’t want and couldn’t take! And if anything did happen to be too much, or if anything went wrong, I would tell you, immediately.”

Vaughn nodded, listening attentively. Sometimes he needed to just hear things straight, which was fair enough when it came to setting out rules and boundaries. It was the better way for sex to go, with open and clear communication.

But Maddie wasn’t done yet.

“This is not a date, you can be as assertive as you like, Vaughn — I’m here for a good time.”

Vaughn coughed into his paw, hiding a smile. Damn, she was fiery! But he liked that too. Very much, in fact.

“I’ll sure try my best, miss –“

Maddie tapped the floor sharply with her foot, arms crossed.

“Nope. No “miss”, no “ma’am”. Got it?”

“Okay, Maddie, I just wanted –“

But she wasn’t having that either.

“Nope! Don’t use my name, just…” Maddie considered her choice of words, but only for a moment. “Use me, you know? And as far as how you use me, well… Surprise me. I want to remember you, Vaughn, but I’m only going to remember tonight if you make it happen. Got it?”

The bull snorted softly, though his spreading grin told the tale of him getting increasingly on board. All right, so the bunny was setting him up for a challenge then, was she? He could get on with that, sure thing. Taking a quick peek inside the case, there was more than enough inspiration in there for him to take “care” of her for a month or longer, his smile widening, ropey tail swishing back and forth with a solid “thwap” against the backs of his legs.

“And another thing,” Maddie said with a smirk that twitched, betraying something more hiding beneath her words, “as long as I’m here, your cock better have a condom on it at all times. Is that clear?”

Vaughn tried not to smirk too openly.

“Oh, I guarantee it…bunny.”

Maddie smiled. It was the most assertive she would need to be that night with him, but using a “condom” for her fun had more meaning behind it than Maddie let on, though that was all part of it. She shivered, smiling faintly, her ears pricked, fingers drumming on the bone of her hip where she still had one paw there, hip cocked out in mild challenge to the bull. He towered and loomed, drawing out a leash and collar from the case to begin, though that was more than enough to be getting on with.

“Come on then, bunny,” he chuckled, teasing her by running the leash between her fingers, watching how her eyes locked onto the gleam of the leather. “Let’s see what you’ve got, if you really want to be a condom that much… Strip those clothes off, chop-chop.”

Maddie wiggled her butt and purred, whiskers twitching with excitement. Yes — that was better, much better! Poor Vaughn had just needed a little encouragement, yes, but she didn’t mind that at all, if they both got what they wanted out of their fun together. That was all that mattered as she did a little wiggle, sashaying her hips as she slid her Kadıköy Escort top up and up, revealing the bare white of her belly, her bra a matching, light blue colour.

He couldn’t resist, pushing in and testing the first boundary, helping her get her clothes off. Her shirt was already half over her head, but he unclasped her bra for her, easing it off her shoulders at the same time with a growl that would have been suited to a predator, rather than a bull. Yet even Vaughn was aware of how he rippled and bugled with muscle (he put enough time into training, after all, around his studies and he was there on a sports scholarship too), dwarfing her, though that was part of why Cody had thought that they would get on. Physically, they were a perfect match, but it remained to be seen whether he could tease out the dominance in just the way a bunny needed to make her legs quiver.

Vaughn grunted, paws roaming her body, squeezing a bare breast, not allowing her to get to her light trousers, cropped at the mid-calf. They slid down under his skilled touch, flicking the button free and doing the zip, Maddie gasping as she was handled like a toy.

“Ooooh, yes, that’s right…”

Vaughn smirked, getting into it more, though he covered her mouth with one paw, her warm breath tickling his fingers. As if he’d hit a secret switch, Maddie went limp against him, legs dangling, allowing the bigger, stronger bull to support her, all as it was, seemingly, meant to be.

Yet he didn’t mind that, not as he slid his paw into her panties and tugged them down, revealing the soft, grey fur of her legs, naked but for his paw. It was little covering for him, even as he sat back on the sofa and dragged her into his lap, over his growing bulge, his ears twitching back and forth in increasing excitement. The bull’s skin prickled with need, arousal building, though it was a slow burn, not something that he had to let loose all in one go.

Maddie nibbled playfully at his paw, curious as to what the bull was going to do next, her tail twitching faintly, more comfortable nude than she practically was clothed. Yet he was there to please her and she shivered in delight as the collar was buckled around her neck, slipping into a passively active mode. Ninnin hadn’t understood what she’d meant by that phrase when she had first described her fun in that way, but she thought that her husband had come to understand after seeing her be fucked and double (triple, quadruple…) stuffed a few times. Where the guys had free reign over her body to do all that they wanted with her, she could still jump in, direct things, get what she wanted, what she craved, despite how the power dynamics might have looked.

But the times when she was pinned and fucked or trapped between multiple bodies and fucked, screaming out through orgasm after blissful orgasm, were the best. For, at those times, Maddie did not have to think, did not have to direct, for the guys were already fulfilling every last one of her dirty, sordid, twisted fantasies in the best of ways.

He kissed her deeply and she melted into his touch, his hard hold on the leash, clipped to the collar making her swoon. She tried to run her paws over Vaughn’s body, but the bull stopped her with a chuckle, pinning both paws down easily with just one of hers. Maddie whimpered a complaint into his mouth, though could not deny how her heart picked up the pace of its beat, drumming a tune against her ribcage and her eardrums.

Denied the touch of his body, she spread her legs, sitting in his lap as the kiss deepened, grinding down onto his bulge, her mind already running wild. How big was his dick? Why, oh, why hadn’t the bull gotten it out yet? Impatience thrummed through her trembling fingers, though the restriction eased her a little, putting Maddie just a little bit more under Vaughn’s control, even as that bulge swelled and swelled. But she could not help the urgent push down of her hips, squealing and grunting into the kiss, losing herself in the edge of lust that was set to sweep her away.

With a chuckle, the bull broke the kiss, widening his legs so that she could not press down on his bulge anymore. With a growl, she flicked her ears, challenging him with her gaze. What the heck?

“Oh, someone’s a really needy, slutty bunny today, I see…” Vaughn teased, pressing a finger up between her thighs to the damp folds of her pussy. “Something you want, baby? Yeah, you want my cock, don’t you…”

She whined and arched her back, but the moment her lips parted, Vaughn had the ball gag in his paw, out of the case from which it had been brought in and into her mouth.

“Mmmph!”

Her cry was of surprise and nothing else as she tested the gag with her teeth, finding it hooked behind her larger front incisors, the gag orange: perfect for a rabbit anthro. Yet the bull swept her off her knees and laid her down on the sofa in one smooth motion, stripping his clothes down and finally revealing the monster of his cock.

Maddie groaned, wriggling in place, trying to Ataşehir Escort reach for him — but Vaughn was already on top of her, bearing over her with his shining, black body, the coat of hair so thin on his hide that it moved like skin, revealing every muscle, every hard line of him. His cock ached and throbbed, a monster of a shaft with smooth, grey skin and a thick head, drooling pre-cum already as if the bull was already ready to cum. Truth be told, he could have gotten his rocks off the moment that Maddie had walked through the door, but the matter of being a gentleman was swiftly fading into the back of Vaughn’s mind as he got more into it.

Dominance, after all, was too deep of a kink, a lustful lure, to set aside easily… Especially with a slutty bunny in front of you.

“Do you want this, little bunny?” He grunted, tipping his horns to the side, his paws around her wrists as he pinned them up above her head. “You’ve had cocks like this before, but this one’s going to rock your world.”

It was a little cheesy, but it did the trick as she quivered before him, widening her legs sharply, scrambling and trying to get them up around his hips and waist. Alas, Maddie was too small for that to be an easy motion to perform, not that either was going to have all that much difficulty with what was to come.

Her eyes, despite the angle of looking back down the length of her body, simply could not look away from his meat, how dollops of thick pre-cum slopped from him, splattering her belly as he rolled his hips sensually. And the balls behind it too… If the bull had not taken control as he had, she would have been down on her knees worshipping that monster cock and heavy, fat balls, massaging and rolling them lightly around in their sack, treating his body as gently as he treated hers roughly. Her pussy and arse were not the only holes, after all, that she was inviting the stud to stuff…

“Tell me how much you want it, slutty bunny,” he teased, rolling his hips down, grinding his cock over her crotch without actually entering her, as he did not yet have a condom. “Come on, use that pretty little mouth of yours.”

“Mmm! Mmmph, mm-hm-hhmph!”

Of course, with the gag in place, Maddie couldn’t make a sound, though Vaughn got the gist, tightening his grip on her paws as he shifted back. With a free paw, he at least could make sure that the condom was good and in place before he blew his load too soon…

Reaching for the case, he slipped a condom out, easing it down over his cock in one fluid roll, though it was from one of those limited-run XXXXL sizes, a thin fit that allowed him to feel everything with every stroke of his cock. There were pills in there too, just to make sure that he could “go all night” (keeping up with a bunny was hard work!), but he’d down those in a little while, probably with another glass of lemonade.

There had to be time for breaks, after all…

Yet everything was forgotten as he slipped his fingers back and forth into her pussy, testing her readiness, the bunny practically grinding onto his finger, even in such a position. She made it too easy for him to tighten his grip on the leash, pulling her head back and flat against the sofa, driving into her with one smooth soak.

Maddie squealed around the gag, drooling, loving every second. Her pussy was more than wet enough to take a cock like his in one go, though the bull seemed to into a better rhythm once his dick was wet. The wide might of a looming chest, broad and muscular, filled her vision as her eyes watered, her pussy strained, so stuffed, yet the bunny could still have taken more, so much more.

“Unff…” He grunted, snorting heavily with a swish of his tail. “So tight… Heh, you’re really just a cock loving bunny looking for a good dick down, aren’t you, cock whore?”

Maddie moaned, trying to nod, trying to agree, though she didn’t know how much of her enjoyment was conveyed around the gag and collar holding her head in place. All she knew was that his dick felt good inside her, the bull easing his paw around to the back of her head, fiddling for a second until the gag fell slacker around her head.

“Pleh!”

She spat it out and worked her jaw, openly groaning and moaning before him, though Maddie was denied the liberty of clinging to the bull as he slammed into her. Each long stroke of his cock stretched her open in the best of ways, though there was a part of the bunny that longed for skin on skin contact, even as she melted into it. It was easy to lose herself as he pounded her, aching up deep inside her, his cock pulsing, even filling out the reservoir tip with how much pre-cum he was already spilling.

“Mmmph, oh, yes, yes, I’m a slutty bunny, you feel so good…” She moaned, mouth hanging open, not bothering to close it as pleasure lanced through her with every stroke. “Yes… Ohhhh, I hope you don’t break the condom, big boy!”

The bull smirked, yet she was too busy rocking her hips up the best she could to meet him, ears slicked back, the tightness of the collar simply alluring. Yes, that very much was something that Maddie could get behind, something to add in more often, the tightness of his paws around her wrists, holding her down bodily so that she couldn’t get away doing weird and wonderful things in the pit of her stomach.

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Chapter 5 — After The Salon

My phone beeps, letting me know that I have another appointment coming up. It is also in the mall, just at the other end. I begin to walk in that direction, but discover that I have an unusual problem. My panties are still in-between the lips of my pussy and the fabric between my butt cheeks is stopping it from spreading out and covering the exposed lips. The real problem is that with every step that I take, the material rubs against my clit and I don’t have any way of adjusting the fabric. My skirt doesn’t have any pockets and there are too many people around for me to slip my hand underneath Bostancı Escort my skirt and pull the fabric from between my lips and ass cheeks.

I look around for some place that I can duck into and have some privacy, but don’t see anywhere. I do see a sign for the washrooms and begin to walk in that direction. It takes me a while to get to the hall leading to the women’s bathroom. I have to stop frequently and lean against the wall until my body settles down enough for me to try to walk again. This is the first time that I can remember my body being so responsive.

I take the stall farthest from the door and pull my Ümraniye Escort skirt up to my waist, finally able to spread my thighs and get my hands on my over-stimulated pussy. I lost count of the number of almost-orgasms and mini-orgasms I had between the salon and the bathroom, but I do know that I had at least one very satisfying orgasm while trying to walk down the hall. I got a few puzzled looks as I was leaning against the wall with a flushed look on my face.

It is a relief to be sitting down and able to relax. I lean back just a little, letting my breasts settle into place inside the fitted blouse and give my over-stimulated Kartal Escort pussy and clit a chance to calm down enough to be able to touch them without causing another orgasm.

While I am relaxing, I let my thoughts drift back to the guy that just did my nails. He had such an intriguing smile. The wires running across his teeth seemed to enhance rather than detracting from his look. I couldn’t seem to take my eyes off his mouth, especially after he put in his upper retainer. Once he saw my interest and fascination, he seemed to be making quite a bit of effort to display them for me.

My hands seem to have a mind of their own, one hand gradually moving up the inside of my leg, the other gently caressing the hard nipple and the breast surrounding it. My fingers play around the edge of my outer pussy lips before parting them and slipping inside to try to extract the cloth from between them.

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The first time it happened, it was an accident. We were just fooling around, roughhousing in the living room. I pinned her down onto the couch and slipped my hands under her shirt, tickling my way up to her ribs. She was laughing, squirming underneath me, and then suddenly there was a gasp in between every laugh. “Oh no,” she said, “no wait, hold on… wait… wait! Oh no…! Stop!” I stopped, and she made a strange noise in her throat. My leg was between her thighs and I suddenly felt something warm and wet. I looked down and saw the dark spot growing on the crotch of her pants.

I looked up into her eyes. She was staring back at me, breathing hard. She was waiting for my reaction. I could see the fear behind her eyes, the worry, but I could also see the blood in her cheeks. Her neck had turned pink. We’d been together long enough to know that she was turned on.

I shifted my weight without taking my eyes off her. I unfastened my pants. She looked down and breathed in, but I kept watching her face. I pulled my penis out of my shorts and arched my back. She looked up into my face. Her lips were parted. She gave the slightest of nods. I relaxed, and a stream of urine poured out. It splashed on her stomach, and she twitched. Her eyes went wide, and her mouth opened wider.

She put her hands Kartal Escort on my shoulders and didn’t look away as I pissed on her. When I was finally finished, I looked down like I needed to confirm what had just happened, then looked back up at her.

“You just peed on me.”

“Yeah…”

Her hands moved to the back of my head and she pulled me down. We kissed, and her hand grabbed my cock. It hardened in her grip and I moaned, fumbling with her soaked pants to try and get them open. She lifted her hips and I tugged her pants down to mid-thigh, just enough for me to get into position. The head of my cock rubbed against her pussy and I came, spurting into her pubic hair. I reached between us and I used my fingers on her until she stiffened and grunted and came.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

Her eyes were closed. She was biting her lip. I bent down and kissed her again.

A few days passed. We hadn’t talked about what we’d done. We had just gotten off the couch and she went to clean herself up. But I needed to pee and she was in the bathroom, and I decided to test the water again (so to speak). I knocked. She said, “Just a second.” But I let myself in.

She was sitting on the toilet, panties around her calves, jeans pooled around her ankles. She was Tuzla Escort playing on her phone and looked up.

“I said just a second…”

“I need to go,” I said.

She sat up. I stood in front of her and unzipped my pants. She spread her legs wider apart, giving me a target.

“Splash it on me,” she said softly.

“Are you sure?”

“Mm-hmm.”

I let go with a quiet sigh of relief. My piss splashed on her thigh before I corrected my aim, the stream hitting her mound and dribbling down over her pussy lips and falling into the basin. The sound got louder and I realized she was peeing too. My skin tingled at the thought of our pee mingling. Judging from how hard she was breathing, she found it hot, too. Her heels were in the air, toes pointed. She was just wearing a T-shirt and I could see her nipples hardening.

I stopped before I was finished and she looked up at me when I grunted, and I aimed my dick higher.

“Do you want to taste it?”

Her shoulder stiffened. At first I thought I’d gone too far, but then she put a hand on my stomach to push me back.

“Piss on my face,” she said, her voice wavering but strong. She leaned forward and opened her mouth. She stuck her tongue out.

I put my hand on top of her head, aimed with my Anadolu Yakası Escort other hand, and relaxed again. At first the stream didn’t reach her face and she tried to adjust, but I gently pulled her hair and kept her where she was. I flexed my muscles and lifted my cock a little more, and now my piss splashed against her tongue and chin. She lapped it up, licking her lips, making noises I couldn’t quite identify, and then turned her head away.

I finished, and she sat up straight. She wiped her hand over her mouth, looking away from me toward the tub.

“You probably think I’m disgusting,” she said.

I cupped her face and turned her to look at me. I bent down and kissed her. I could still taste my urine on my lips and tongue, which is a taste I’m still not terribly fond of, but I needed her to know where I stood. She kissed me back full of passion, moaning appreciatively.

“So you really like this?” I asked later, when she had dried off and we were back in the bedroom.

“Not all the time,” she said. “But every now and then. I was stuck in traffic a few years ago and I got desperate. I peed my pants. At first I felt humiliated, but the more I thought about it, the more I decided I… didn’t hate it. But it’s not the sort of thing you spring on someone on the first date. Or the second. Or…”

“Well, I’m glad it happened,” I told her. I patted her ass, kissed her cheek, and got up.

“Where are you going?”

“To get a glass of water,” I said, and then I smiled at her over my shoulder. “I’m definitely going to keep hydrated from now on.”

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Days have passed since the stripping incident, and I haven’t even talked to Megan since, but I have jerked off to that picture of her tits at least 20 times.

I’m just not sure how to talk to her again after that humiliating night, I’m sure she thinks less of me after running home in pink princess panties, so what could I possibly do now to try and salvage any form of relationship?

I’m minding my own business throughout the day until surprisingly Megan texts me asking to hangout today. Truly a perplexing situation, on one hand I do still like her, but I’m not going over there again just to get humiliated by her friends, so I text back “I’m not so sure”. She responds with “My friends won’t come this time, it will just be us”. This immediately changed my attitude, just us, all alone? It doesn’t take much time to tell her yes and get really excited about seeing her.

I get in my car and start heading over, she texts again and I only see the first part as I’m very focus on driving and refuse to use my phone “Oh and don’t forget to bring…” I really wish I caught the rest of that, but I can’t afford a ticket for texting and driving, plus I’m already halfway there, it wouldn’t be convenient to turn back for anything.

I get to her house and she answers the door, she notices that I’m nervously Bostancı Escort looking behind her “It’s okay silly, they aren’t here” she says reassuringly. She then says “Did you remember to bring a swimsuit?” So that’s what she texted, I completely forgot once I got there. “Oh no I’m sorry, I didn’t see your text.” She says “It’s okay, I just really wanted to go swimming with you.” Now I feel horrible, not only did I make her sad, I also lost my opportunity to see her in a swimsuit, so I say “do you have a brother I can borrow a suit from?” She responds “No, I only live with my mom, but I… Nevermind…” She cuts herself off. “What’s that? I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make this work” I am becoming more determined. “Well I do own two different suits, perhaps you could borrow one…” I cannot believe I’m getting put into a situation where I wear women’s clothing again. “I’m not so sure…” I say when she starts tearing up a bit, I didn’t know this meant so much to her “Okay can I see the options first?” I say immediately regretting, but she perks up and she grabs my hand and leads me to her room.

She pulls out the two suits, one is a black and white striped bikini, the other is a one-piece light blue swimsuit, both seem like bad options but at least one would cover me more… Ümraniye Escort I say shyly “I could wear the blue one” she gets very excited and hands it to me “You’re awesome! You can go get changed in the bathroom!” I smile hearing her compliment me, but now I am forced into crossdressing again. I get naked and stare at the suit, it at least look normal, maybe I can pretend it’s a wrestling singlet. I put it on and it’s really comfortable, it feels very light and free, but then I look in the mirror and feel embarrassed again. It’s so thin I can see the entire outline of my little dick and it also shows a considerable amount of butt check. It’s almost looked like I was checking out a woman’s ass, was mine always this feminine? I must have been staring for too long because Megan knocks at the door asking if everything is okay. I respond and open the door, covering my crotch. She blushes and says shyly “You look really cute…” I couldn’t help but notice how cute she looked in the bikini, I respond “You too…” We both then head outback to her pool.

I stare into the water, if I get in, I am committing myself to swimming in a women’s swimsuit, I’m contemplating when Megan just pushes me in! She then jumps in as well. I emerge at the surface when she comes up behind me and hugs me “Thanks Anadolu Yakası Escort for coming over” she says sweetly. We then have a lot of fun playing in the pool, so much that I completely forget that I’m wearing her swimsuit. We bounced a beach ball, played with water guns, pool noodles, etc.

I decide to grab her gun and take it away to tease her, I had it up out of the water where she can’t reach. “Hey! That’s no fair, I’m defenseless!” She swims up to me, her breasts are pressed against my chest as she reaches up for the water gun. I blush and stare into her eyes, then she stares back. Then in the moment we kiss. Never expected my first kiss to happen like this, but I’m certainly not complaining. We kiss for a good few seconds until she feels my boner poking her leg and she pulls away. “Sorry for that…” She says blushing immensely. “No, no, I’m glad…” I awkwardly say smiling.

She then decides it’s about time to dry off, when I get out I’m once again covering my crotch, but this time it’s because I want to hide my erection. We dry off and I head to the bathroom to change, I notice that the swimsuit has ridden up more than before and most of my ass was on display “That’s it” I think to myself “No more crossdressing.”

I change and meet with Megan before I leave “Thanks again for coming over, it was a lot of fun” she says, I respond with “it was a lot of fun coming over!” We then hug before I walk out the front door. I drive home, thinking about everything, and despite the weirdness that came with wearing the swimsuit, this was definitely the best day ever.

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This is a story about a woman who is shared by her husband but ends up taken not given

A Dominant, A Scavenger Hunt,

And Someone Else’s Wife

Part Five

The Dominant takes charge of both

Now I knew where I was going with this. I sent my driver to my house to retrieve something special for tonight, I was ready to start Dominating both husband and wife. I instructed Deb to lay down face upon the bed. I had the two guys join me in painting her in cum. She sucked until the first guy came, then the second, then Me. She had cum on her face, hair, tits, abdomen, and pussy. Now I was to start.

I had them both stand side by side, I cuffed her right hand to his left wrist, which was still bound behind his back, handed her the ice bucket, and told them we needed ice. The ice machine was 25 feet down the hall, and she had to work single handed while he is bound, and she is covered in cum.

“How do you expect us to go down the hall naked, bound together with cum all over my wife?”

“It isn’t that far and I telling her to go, you’re just going along for the walk.”

“But we can’t walk in a hotel corridor naked.”

“Have you ever seen the internet? Bayan Eskort It’s full of naked walks in Las Vegas hotel hallways. But that doesn’t matter, I gave her instructions and the only way you get out of it is if she lets you out.”

“No way, If I’m going, he’s going with me.”

“Then get to it bitches.”

With that they walked out the door to get ice, with me standing in the doorway watching them fight and pull against each other. Isn’t married life wonderful? They finally started trying to walk together and got the ice, and now were coming back. A Young man exited a room two doors down as they were approaching, and he laughed at Doug and Propositioned Deb. Sometimes the universe gives you little gifts, and that was one of them. They both returned red faced and embarrassed. Back in the room, I uncuffed Deb and sat Doug in his seat bound.

“OK Deb, up on the bed face down and ass up. It’s time for me to have some fun now.”

I was hard as a rock, and I was ready. I pulled the plug from her ass and got behind her on the bed.

“Be careful, She’s. Not very used to having her ass fucked.”

“Now you’re going to be her protector. And didn’t we Anadolu Yakası Escort tell you No Talking?”

I was going to overlook his misjudgment, but his wife wasn’t.

“Stick my plug in his mouth, that will shut him up.”

“You know the rules Doug, she has to do what I want, and unfortunately you have to do what she wants.”

With that I walked over to him and plugged his pie hole. Hearing the evil laugh coming from her was priceless and scary. This guy has made her angry for years, and now he agreed to be her sub. He never really knew his wife until this night, but he was beginning to figure it out. Being sufficiently stretch, I lined up and took her in one thrust, and no scream, no grunt, just a moaning.

“I’ve been waiting all night for this, now fuck my ass and fuck it hard.”

I violated her mostly virgin ass for at least 20 minutes. If she hadn’t been so tight, I probably could have lasted longer, but it was just too damn good. I didn’t want to give it up, but I promised my friends they could have her ass after I did. So I moved to her mouth and the guy who fucked her earlier took his place.

“Yeah, keep fucking me, fuck that Pendik Escort tight ass, fill me up.”

“Oh, don’t you worry about that, we still have two more fresh cocks coming for you to fuck,”

“Oh, two of my holes at once?”

“Add one more to that Debbie”. You will be sealed air tight by the time the morning sun rises.”

I had to leave her warm no, she was suckling. Time to end this episode, so I turned it up to 5 and waited for the inevitable. She moaned, grunted, squealed, and finally screamed in ecstasy, then passed out cold. I turned the machine off and put Amyl Nitrate vial under her nose to bring her back. She popped up still trying to cum but had not a drop left to give. I just held her close until she found her way back, then had the guys help me get her off the machine and into bed. She laid there huffing and grunting “Hugh…Hugh…Hugh”, then finally drifted off to a blissful sleep.

I untied Doug, sent everyone home, and slept right along side her until noon the next day. She woke a few times during the night, gasping for a drink, and I had water and Gator-Aid at the ready for her. I could feel her body quivering on and off through the night, going through the after tremors that normally accompanied a full on cum till you drop type of night.

That was 16 months ago, and they’ve returned once for a re-engagement. What can I say, some women just LOVE to cum over and over and over. And I love the women who love that.

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There is this guy that lives across the street from me, and he has lived there for a few years. I’ve constantly had my eye on him, he’s just so sexy. Before, I couldn’t do anything about it, but now that I’m single, it’s game on. I didn’t really know how to go about it, all I knew was that I wanted to sleep with him – badly. And at this point, it’s been about 3 months since I’ve had sex. So I’m pretty desperate, or getting there!

I was outside on my front steps when I seen him come out. I watched inconspicuously, admiring from afar. He is about 6′ tall, athletic body, and the few times I’d seen his face up close, I was looking at amazing features. Light brown hair, but the most gorgeous brown eyes – it would be very easy to get lost in them. I sat there, wondering how I was going to do this, when his dog came running up to me.

“Sasha!” He yelled, “get back here!”

My question was answered. “Awe, come here Sasha,” I said as the dog came closer. I hooked on to her collar as I pet her waiting for him to come over to us to retrieve his dog. The sixty seconds that it took seemed like a life time. But he came.

“Hey, sorry about that, she usually doesn’t take off like that,” he said.

“No problem, I love dogs. She was probably attracted to mine,” I said.

“Yea, she likes you though, she is usually very picky about who she lets pet her,” he smiled. “I’m Andy,” he extended a hand.

I met the gesture with mine, and shook it, “Serena,” I said with a innocently seductive smile.

“You seem bored, I was about to take her to the dog park, did you want to join us? I’m sure Sasha would really appreciate that,” Andy asked me.

I could hardly contain my excitement, but managed to. I hesitated ever so slightly, as not to seem ecstatic. “Sure, sounds good. My dog could use some time out too, do you mind?”

“No, not at all, what’s his name?” he asked.

“Damon,” I answered, “just give me a second.” I stood up and went inside to get my dog ready for the park. But first, I double checked my hair and made sure my boobs were perfectly perky. ‘If things go right, I’ll be getting laid tonight,’ I thought. Back outside, I closed and locked my door behind me, and with my dog in hand, we walked across the street and piled into his truck.

“So, you’ve just moved back here? I haven’t seen you around in a while,” he said.

“Yea, I moved for school, but my boyfriend and I split up, so I figured it be easier for everyone to just move back home,” I explained.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” he said, but not with sympathy, with excitement. Not a lot, but enough to detect.

“Don’t be, I broke up with him. He was an ass anyways,” I said. “What about you, if you don’t mind my asking, on the topic of relationships. Single or taken?”

He chuckled, “I’m single, have been for a little bit. I’m not really looking for a relationship either, to be honest. I don’t think I’m ready for commitment, I still just want to have fun,” he said with a smile.

“I understand, I’m at that stage too again. Nothing wrong with it,” I said. We pulled into the dog park. The rest of the afternoon was conversation about life, our dogs, İstanbul Escort relationships, food, music and movies. It was nice actually, but I was still aching for sex. If I could have, I would have done it up against a tree in that park. But I wasn’t going to risk public indecency for something I knew I was close to getting in a few hours.

We returned to his place, and I got my dog out of the back seat. As I began walking back across the street to my house, he called to me.

“So, if you’re not busy tonight, maybe come over, have a beer and some pizza, hang out and watch a movie or something?” he asked.

“Sure, sounds good. I’ll be over in a few hours?” I asked with a smile.

“See ya then,” he said as he turned around and walked into his house.

The next few hours were torturous. I spent them doing little chores, and trying on sexy outfits. I didn’t want to seem too desperate, so I opted for a simple tank top and some shorts. But I made sure I was wearing fresh underwear. A sexy thong with a matching bra was suitable. I checked in the mirror, adjusting my bra to make sure my boobs were nice and perky, fixed my hair, and spritz a little bit of body spray over me. I looked like I was going out with friends to hang out, nothing fancy, as too not look too desperate or anything, but still, I was sexy enough to get the mood going, and it was all very easy to take off. It was time. I walked across the street and knocked on the door.

“Hey!” he said with a smile, as he opened the door, beer in hand, “I was wondering when you would show, starting to think you got lost.”

I laughed as I walked in the door, “Nope, I just wanted to keep you waiting,” I said with a seductive smile, “beer in the fridge?”

“Yea, help yourself, pizza should be here soon too,” he said. I walked into the kitchen to grab myself a beer, and then walked into the living room to find him sitting on the couch in the typical male pose. I sat on the opposite end of the couch, and crossed my legs. “So, I have a few movies tonight, they are right there if you want to look through them. Personally, I’m in the mood for something scary.”

I laughed, “I’m sure you are. Do you get scared easily?” I said, looking through the movies. I picked out the scary one, because it was something I did want to see. I got up to go put it in.

“Nah, do you?” he said.

“Yea, I do actually,” I said with a giggle, “but I’m okay as long as I have someone to grab onto.” I looked back at him. I bent down to put the movie in, and gave him a nice view of my ass. I smiled, and hoped that it did the trick. I stood back up, and walked back to the couch as the doorbell rang.

“That should be the pizza, I’ll get it,” he said, getting up. I nodded at him, as he walked past. I noticed that as he did, he glanced down my shirt. I felt exhilarated. A few moments later, he walked back in. “Alright, lets get this party started.” he exclaimed setting the pizza down on the table, “I just got pepperoni, wasn’t sure what you liked, and you can never go wrong with pepperoni.”

I smiled, “pepperoni is great!” He sat down, we each grabbed a slice, Escort Bayan and started the movie. I noticed that he sat closer to me though, and I couldn’t help but feel so horny. ‘Patience,’ I thought to myself.

All through the movie, we stole glances at each other, and the scarier it got, the closer I got to him. I was literally hanging off him by the end, “Well, you do get scared easily,” Andy said chuckling.

“I warned you,” I said, “now I’m going to have nightmares, that was fucked!” I said.

“Nah, I won’t let you,” he said.

I sat up, and looked at him. He had a devilish look on his face, and the look in his eyes told me he was ready to devour me, “what do you mean?” I asked shy and innocently.

He smiled, his head came down to mine, and his lips met me in a forceful kiss, which I returned. He pulled me on top of his lap, as I pulled off his shirt. I took a second to admire him shirtless, and smiled before I leaned down to continue kissing him. He pulled of my shirt, revealing my bra and navel-pierced stomach. I could feel his cock rising in his pants as he admired my body. I reached behind me, unclasping my bra while watching his face. He anticipated the revealing of my 42DD boobs. His eyes never moved from my chest, as I pulled my bra off. His hands came up and caressed them, before he put his mouth on them. Sucking, nibbling, licking – my head went back in ecstasy. He kissed up my chest, up my neck until his lips found mine.

Then he threw me on the couch, and was on top of me. Before I knew it, my pants were unzipped and thrown onto the floor. “I like girls that wear thongs,” he said, as he lifted my legs up into the air, and pulled it off. I bit my lip as he moved his mouth up my legs, getting closer and closer to my dripping wet pussy. I moaned and squirmed as his climbed. Finally, he was at his prize; he stared at it for a few seconds, and smiled at me. Then, the flick of his tongue on the most sensitive part of my body made me moan so loud and my body quiver. He licked faster, sucking, nibbling. My juices flowed, my moans grew louder, and I thrashed in ecstasy. He knew how to eat pussy.

“Oh my god! Fuck, it feels so fucking good! Eat that pussy!” I yelled. It seems the louder I moaned, and the more a thrashed, the faster he went. Then suddenly, he lifted his head and moved it closer to mine. His lips were wet, and I could smell myself on my face.

“Taste yourself,” Andy said. I smiled and with pure enjoyment, I kissed him, and licked every drop of my pussy from his face. “Do you like to taste yourself?”

“I do,” I admitted, “I love it.”

He smiled, and I felt his fingers trace down my cleavage, around my navel and finding their way to my pussy. He didn’t play with my clit, or anything, he instantly shoved three fingers deep inside my pussy, never taking his eyes off mine. My back arched violently, and my thrashing become even more intense the faster and deeper his fingers went. “Yea, baby, you like those fingers fucking your pussy?”

“Oh yea, don’t fucking stop!” I screamed. I’m sure the neighbours could hear me at this point, but I didn’t care. It felt so Eskort fucking good. “Fuck that pussy, please, I want your cock!”

He pulled his fingers out of my pussy, and shoved them in my mouth. As I licked them clean, he unzipped his pants, and pulled down his pants and boxers, kicking them aside. His 8inch cock stared at me, intimidating. I admired it, still licking every drop of my pussy from his fingers. Without hesitation, I grabbed his cock, and shoved it to the back of my throat. His head went back, and his hands grabbed a fistful of my hair. “Yea baby, suck it. Suck it good, if you want it inside you. Get it nice and wet.”

I continued to gag on his cock. I couldn’t complain though, no better feeling than a big cock in the back of my throat. I sucked, and licked, and stroked his cock, After about 10 minutes, he stood me up, and then he sat on the couch. I straddled him, and reached down to his cock, placing it against my pussy. Once the tip was in, I slowly sat on it, taking in all 8 inches of it.”Oh fuck!” I yelled. I had just reached the base when he started fucking me so hard and fast that I couldn’t contain the orgasm. Within seconds, I was screaming at the top of my lungs in ecstasy. “Fuck, fuck, fuck FUCK YES!” I screamed, as he slowed, my pussy juices dripping down his cock. I caught my breath, and then slowly began to ride him. It felt so good inside my pussy. “Like that pussy?”

“Fuck yea,” Andy said, pulling me into a kiss. I rode him, and then he pushed my down onto the couch, legs in air, him still inside me, and proceeded to pound my pussy like I’ve never felt before. The whole neighbourhood could probably hear my screams of ecstasy. “I’m going to cum,” he said. He pulled out of me, and I got on my knees. I began to suck his cock again, and stroke, until his cum filled my mouth. I swallowed every drop.

He sat down, breathing heavily. I found a blanket and wrapped myself, sitting down beside him. “Holy shit,” I said.

“Yea,” he chuckled slightly, “I’ve been waiting for that for a while.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, “Please don’t tell I’m one of your conquests?”

“No, not at all, Serena. I watch you, you know. You do a lot for your family, and I admire you. And it comes with perks for me too. Watching you mowing the lawn in just a bra and shorts, so fucking sexy. And the other night, you were all dolled up going somewhere, the only thing I wanted to do was drag you in this house and fuck your brains out. You are the sexiest girl alive for so many reasons.”

I smiled, “how come you’ve never said anything?”

Andy shrugged. “Age difference I guess, I know I’m quite a bit older than you. You’re what, 24. I’m 31.”

“Well, what are you looking for?” I asked, “Sex or a relationship? No one needs to know we are sleeping together if that all we are going to do. No strings attached type thing. But if you feel something for me, which by the way you kissed me kind of tells me you might, of course we will be under scrutiny, but if it’s worth it-” I paused.

“Is that what you want to do, because I really don’t know how I feel. Maybe we should just talk?”

I couldn’t help it, but a giggle escaped me. “I don’t mean to laugh, but after sex like that, you want to talk? Don’t you think that’s a little backwards?”

“Whatever, I can actually think now though, now that I’m not sexually frustrated,” he laughed, “What do you say?”

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I was sitting at my desk, working on my latest project when my phone buzzed. Picking it up, a picture was on the screen. Simply, it was a single, strappy, black stiletto with a pair of lace panties draped over. I could see the message was from my wife, but there was no text with the pic. I immediately replied with “?!?!?” A few moments later another pic appeared – it was her freshly waxed sex on display. Fighting to get through the rest of my day was a bit tough. There was no way I was going to get anything else done, so I got up from my desk, closed the computers and locked up. I texted my wife and said, “on my way.”

When I got home, I opened the door and could smell her perfume. It was THAT perfume – you know the one – the one that screams passion without ever making a noise. I tossed my briefcase to the couch and set my keys on the counter. Opening the bedroom door I found her. She was standing there, wearing only the stilettos and stockings, facing the mirror, leaning against the dresser. I walked to her, put my arms around her and began to kiss and bite her neck. She turned around and gave me the kiss that meant she was hot and ready. I worked my way to her breasts and started my assault on her nipples. Sometimes she can cum with just Escort İstanbul nipple play, but today was not going to be that day. I worked my way down to her navel and she pushed my head farther down. I wasted no more time. I pushed her legs open and began to lick and nibble for all I was worth. It didn’t take too long and I could feel her legs begin to shake. She pushed me back on the bed and began to open my slacks.

Once she had my slacks off, she pulled my member to her mouth. To say I was hard is a big understatement. She began working on me as if she needed it to survive. I asked her to slow down – I didn’t want to cum too soon. The look in her eyes communicated that I was not in charge. With her right hand she reached down and began to squeeze my ballsack, not too tightly, but with enough force that I couldn’t hold back anymore. I felt it boil at the base and work its way up. Finally, I felt it release and she stared me in the eyes as if to command the rest of it from me.

As she released her oral hold on me, she slowly worked her way up my body and held my face with both hands. She kissed me again with THAT kiss. As our mouths opened, she pushed a bit of my seed into my mouth. This wasn’t the first time she has done İstanbul Escort Bayan this, but it has been years since she has. Of course, I accepted it with enthusiasm. We remained in our embrace for several minutes.

I pushed her back and resumed my assault on her sex. Her legs went over my shoulders and I did everything I could to return the favor. It wasn’t too long until I could feel her legs begin to tremble. Finally, one, two, three, four orgasms later and my face was thoroughly soaked. Following her example, I worked my way up and began to kiss her, sharing the nectar with her.

We laid and cuddled for about thirty minutes or so and she began fondling my member back to life. She gave it a few strong kisses and light bites until it was hard and ready. This time she straddled me – facing my feet. There was little romance in this effort – this was the race to the finish. She looked over her shoulder at me and told me to push a finger in her ass. She knows this is my weakness as I love playing there. I pushed in and could feel myself through the thin membrane of skin. She began bucking and moaning. She was close and I was right behind her. With a loud, low throat groan she came and I did as well. She kept rocking Anadolu Yakası Escort on me until she was convinced I had nothing left to deposit.

She fell forward, laying over my legs and allowed my member to work its way out. Once her pussy had released the hold on me, she began to inch her sex towards my face. She kept working her way back waiting for confirmation or resistance. I offered neither. She was in charge and I wanted to know what she had in mind. Once her face was on my sex, she began to lick and suck, gently cleaning the remnants of our coupling. With her glistening pussy just millimeters from my face, I began to do the same. I couldn’t spend too much time on her clit as she said it was still a bit too sensitive, but I licked as much as I could. The sound of her heels tapping on the headboard alerted me to the fact that she was getting close again. I delicately licked side to side on her clit as this doesn’t usually seem as sensitive during her multiple orgasms. She stopped what she was doing to me and rested her head on me. Her heavy, labored breathing let me know she was building up to something big. Not too many seconds later she hugged my legs and tensed up. I continued licking and tonguing her until she crested. She’s not really a squirter, but she did this time. It was a sweet flavor that came from her down my face and chest. She pulled herself away from my face and rolled off me. Not a word was said until we both woke up an hour or so later.

“So, darling, what would you like for dinner?”

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I’ve been having a good time with this story, so I hope you have fun reading it.

In this chapter, Sarah’s roommate Tracy expresses her disapproval of what’s been going on, Brent finally manages to do something he’s been putting off, Brent and Sarah go shopping, and Tracy comes to dinner…things go downhill from there.

*****

“Sarah.” Tracy said, shaking her gently. “Sarah, wake up. I need to talk to you.”

I rolled off of Sarah onto the bed, raising up on one elbow, looking up at her.

“Not you.” Tracy said, glancing over at me, then shaking Sarah a little harder. “I need to talk to her. Can you give us a minute?”

“Sure.” I said, sliding off the bed and gathering up my clothes.

I went out into the kitchen, leaving the door halfway open behind me. I could hear them talking, but couldn’t make out what they were saying. I was pouring a cup of coffee when Tracy came stalking out of Sarah’s room a few minutes later, picked up her gym bag, and went out the front door, slamming it behind her.

As I looked over at the bedroom door, Sarah stepped out. She came over and poured a cup of coffee, leaning back against the counter as she took a sip. I didn’t say anything.

“I uh…I have to go to work.” She said, not looking at me.

“Okay, I have a couple gigs I want to look at.” I said, taking a sip of my coffee. “I know it will make you feel better if I’m actually gainfully employed.”

“Yeah…no, you have money, so you’re not going to freeload off me, I know that…”

She took another sip of her coffee.

“Tracy is pissed. She thinks I’m neglecting the gym, and she’s right.” She said, shaking her head. She glance over at me, a smile on her face. “I’ve spent a week not doing anything but laying in bed with you…you’re a bad influence on me.”

“Oh no girlfriend, this is on you, not me.” I laughed, sitting my cup on the counter and picking up my jeans, I stepped into them, then pulled on my t-shirt. “You could have gone to work anytime you wanted, but you decided that laying in bed with me was more fun.”

“I guess.” She said, kicking her foot into the floor and turning her hips from side to side.

It was an unconscious movement, shy, almost coquettish, and it looked delightfully out of place when she did it. I wanted to grab her and throw her on the floor, pleasuring her until she begged me to stop.

“Will…will you make love to me before I go?” She asked, glancing over at me.

“What time do you have to be at the gym?” I asked, barely restraining myself from jumping on her.

She didn’t even look at the clock before she answered.

“In twenty minutes.”

“So you’ll be late even if you walk out the door right now.” I said, moving over to stand in front of her. I put my hands on her hips, turning her to face me. “You know that I live to pleasure my goddess, but even goddesses have responsibilities, beyond their own desires.”

“You’re saying no.” She whispered, putting her hands on my hips and drawing me closer.

“You know that I want you every second of every day.” I said, leaning close and taking a nipple into my mouth. She moaned, and her hand came up and pressed me harder against her. I shook free, and moved over to the other nipple.

“Nooooooo…” She whimpered as I drew away, then took a step back. The look in her eyes was pleading.

“Go get dressed, and go to work.” I said firmly, turning her and pushing her toward her bedroom. “Pack a bag and come to my house tonight. Call me later and I’ll give you the address.”

(-)

I drove over to my doctor’s office to see if they could fit me in. The nurse apologized, saying that they were already overbooked, but as we were talking, Tim Elliott, my doctor stepped out of an exam room and saw me. He was smiling as he walked over, holding out his hand. We had been in a foster home together for a year, and had stayed in touch over the years.

“Brent, I was just thinking about you the other day.” He laughed as we shook hands. “One of the servers is acting wonky, and I need…”

“I’ll be glad to look at it Tim, but you have to look at me first.” I said. “I had an accident last week, and got dinged up pretty good.”

“Sure, come on back.” He said turning toward the exam room he just came out of. Looking back over his shoulder at the nurse he said, “Nancy, tell Mrs. Porter that I’m going to be a few minutes.”

I saw her pick up the phone as I followed him into the exam room.

“So what happened?” Tim asked as I slid up onto the table.

“I got hit by a six-foot four-inch, two hundred plus pound freight train.” I laughed, pulling my t-shirt up.

“Yeah, you’re gonna have to take that shirt off.” He said, his eyes going wide when he saw the tape on my ribs.

I pulled my t-shirt off and he cut the tape off, peeling it off in a couple of quick tugs. What little hair I had on my chest went with it.

“Jesus Brent.” He said when he saw the bruise covering the right side of my chest. I winced when he started poking and pressing his fingers into my side. “You’re got at least İstanbul Escort three broken ribs, probably more, but whoever wrapped this for you did a good job. Did you go to the emergency room?”

“No, a friend of a friend did it.” I said

“Okay, I want X-rays so I can see how bad it is. I’ll get a nurse to take care of that. Wait here, someone will be with you in a minute.”

He walked out, and a minute later a nurse came in and took me down to the X-ray room. She did half a dozen X-ray’s quickly and efficiently, and I was back in the exam room five minutes later.

Tim came back fifteen minutes later, grinning as he came in the door.

“Sorry.” He laughed. “I saw a patient while we were getting the pictures.” He said. He walked over and typed on his keyboard, and a moment later, an image appeared on the monitor mounted on the wall.

“You’ve got two clean breaks on the fourth and fifth ribs, and hairline fractures on the third, sixth and seventh.” He said, pointing them out as he spoke. “But you’re healing nicely, we just need to keep those two that are broken bound for a couple of more weeks, and you should be fine.”

He turned of the monitor and looked at me.

“So, this freight train that hit you got a name?” He asked.

“Sarah.” I said dreamily, not looking at him. I was picturing her in my mind, and a smile spread across my face.

“What was that?”

“Sarah.” I said again, looking over at him.

“No, I meant the voice, and the look.” He said, looking at me intently.

“Ya lost me Tim, what loo…”

“Your eyes were glassy, and I’ve never heard you talk about a girl like that.” He said, coming over to stand in front of me. “It almost sounded like you were in love.”

I looked at him for a minute, and I could feel the grin on my face.

“You are!” He laughed before I could say anything. “Oh my god, Beth is gonna shit when I tell her about this. I wanna hear more about this girl, but I have a waiting room full of patients, and can’t talk right now. Call me later in the week, and we’ll do dinner one night. Beth is going to want to meet this girl.”

I nodded as he walked over to the door.

“I’ll have a nurse come in and bind those ribs. If you can take a look at the server before you leave, we’ll call it even.” He said, his hand on the doorknob. He glanced back at me and grinned. “Six-four?”

“She’s a living, breathing amazon goddess.” I said, nodding.

“Jesus.” He said, shaking his head, then opened the door and walked out.

(-)

It only took ten minutes to get the server reset, then download and install a bios upgrade. Once that was done, it came back up with no problem. I told the nurse at the desk that the server should be okay, but to call me if there were any problems.

I called Sarah as I drove home, but got her voicemail.

“I love you, and I didn’t realize that being away from you it would hurt like this.” I said. “I want you to stay over at my house for a few days, so if you didn’t pack a bag, go home and pack one before you come over.”

When I got to the house, I went into the office and checked mail, then went through a list of available projects, picking out three. I looked over the specs, and decided that I could do two of them at the same time, and get them done in less than a week.

When I finished submitting the proposals, I called Sarah again. I got her voicemail again.

“I miss your touch, your scent, the soft, wet warmth of you around me.” I said in a husky voice. “Call me. I need to hear your voice.”

I called her again an hour later, and got her voicemail again. I left her another message.

When I called the next time, Tracy answered.

“You have to stop calling her.” She said, but her voice told me that she thought it was cute. “She’s not paying attention to what she’s supposed to be doing. God, you should see the shit eating grin she’s got on her face. She looks like she’s walking on clouds.”

“You sound jealous.” I laughed. “And don’t you work across town? What are you doing there?”

“I came over to see if she came in, and when I saw what was going on, I decided to hang around.” She said. “She was bummed that you didn’t boink her this morning, but brightened up after your first message. I took her phone from her after your second message. I knew that if she talked to you she’d be out of here in a heartbeat.”

“I asked her to stay with me for a few days. Is that okay with you? I won’t let her take off work, I’ll drive her to the gym myself if I have to.”

“You want the truth?” Tracy laughed. “I’m thinking about telling her to take a couple of weeks off and just go with this. I overreacted this morning. Micki can run the gym as well as Sarah, it’s just that the members like working with her. But seeing how happy she’s been recently…you’re good for her you little shit. If you need time together to make this work, take it, we’ll take care of things here.”

“Wow.” I said, stunned at this development. I thought for a moment, then said, “Tell her to come to my house. I’ll buy Bayan Escort her clothes if she didn’t bring any.”

“Oh, she’s got half her closet in her trunk.” Tracy laughed. “She’ll be there in an hour. That’s if she doesn’t kill herself getting there…”

(-)

I met her on the front porch, stopping her on the steps so we were eye to eye.

“Don’t talk.” I said as I peeled her t-shirt off, followed by her sports bra. I knelt and worked her shorts and panties off, then took her hand and led her over to the porch swing.

Guiding her down onto it, I dropped to my knees, lifting and spreading her legs, letting my head drop between them. She smelled of soap and sweat, and that musky sweet aroma of female arousal.

“Oh god yes.” She moaned as my tongue dragged up between the lips of her pussy, and her hands came down on the back of my head. “You don’t know how bad I need this.”

“Mmmmmmm.” I moaned back, my tongue sluicing up and down between the juice slickened lips, then darting into the warm, wet opening of her pussy.

I ate her hungrily, my lips and tongue attacking her as I pushed her legs wider apart, opening her up so I could get at all of her. Rich, sticky strings of girl cum drooled into my mouth, and I spread her pussylips with my fingers, plastering my mouth to her, my tongue fucking in and out of her, licking, lapping, and sucking up every drop of that divine nectar as it oozed out of her.

She writhed under my oral assault, her hands on the back of my head, just resting there, not moving or guiding me, letting me pleasure her. She stiffened, and a long drawn out moan came from her, then she relaxed, sagging limply onto the swing.

I drew back, looking up at her.

“Do you think you can walk?” I asked.

“Mmmm hmmm.” She purred, looking down at me, her eyes glassy.

“Good.” I said, getting to my feet and taking her hand. I pulled her to her feet and pulled her along behind me into the house. I led her into my bedroom, and stopped next to the bed.

“Wait here.” I said, looking up at her. “Don’t move. I’ll be back in a minute.”

She just nodded, and I turned and went into the bathroom. I grabbed my beard trimmer and the bag of attachments, then pulled a towel off the rack.

When I went back into the bedroom, I spread the towel out, motioning for her to sit on it.

“Are you going to shave me?” She asked, laying back, her ass perched on the edge of the bed, her legs spread wide.

“Just a trim for now. We can talk about shaving later if you want.”

She didn’t say anything, so I put the number two guide on the trimmer, and ran it slowly up over one side of her pussy, close to where it met her thigh.

“Oooohhhh, that tickles!” She laughed, squirming little as she laid on the bed.

“Don’t move.” I said, laying my hand on her tummy, holding her still. “I don’t want to nick you.”

“I’ll try.” she giggled. “It just tickles.”

I didn’t say anything as I ran the trimmer up over her again. She didn’t move this time, and I made quick work of sheering of the forest of hair covering her pussy. In a couple of minutes, I had trimmed it down so the hairs were only half an inch long.

I brushed the loose hairs away, blowing on her gently at the same time, making her giggle again at the sensation. Sitting the trimmer aside, I leaned in and ran my tongue slow up between her puffy inner lips, then whisked my face back and forth over the freshly shorn mound of her pussy.

“Oh yeah, that’s alot better.” I said softly, then raised up, resting my forearms on her legs, looking down at the larger bush just above her pussy. I looked up at her, and saw that she had her eyes closed, a beatific smile on her face.

“What would you like to do with this?” I asked, tugging lightly on the tangle hairs.

“You decide.” She said, not opening her eyes. “Make it something that you’ll want to look at, and worship.”

“As my goddess commands.” I laughed, putting the number six guard on.

“Fuck the goddess.” She muttered, still not opening her eyes.

“I intend to, as soon as I make her presentable.” I said as I ran the trimmer through the thick growth of hair, brushing it aside as I worked. Once I had it at a manageable length, I leaned back, looking at her from different angles. I decided that she would look better with it a little shorter, so I put the number four guide on, and made another series of quick passes over her bush.

“Much better, and much prettier.” I said, taking the guide off and moving the bare blades to one edge of her bush.

“This may tickle again, so don’t move.” I told her.

She nodded, but didn’t say anything, so I ran the trimmer slowly up one side, cutting the hairs at skin level in a straight, even line. I repeated the stroke on the other side, then finished by trimming the top in a gently curving arc.

Leaning back, I brushed the loose hairs away and examined my handiwork. She now had a neatly trimmed little bush, three inches wide at the top, tapering down to one inch just over her pussy. The design fit Eskort the width of her hips perfectly.

“All done.” I said, tossing the trimmer onto the lowboy at the foot of the bed. “Raise up, and let me get this towel out from under you.”

She raised her ass up off the bed, and I pulled the towel from under her, and folded it in half twice, then tossed it on the lowboy. I started to lean in, but she was moving up into the middle of the bed, so I stood up, letting my jeans drop, then kicking them off. I pulled my t-shirt off as I knee walked across the bed toward her.

Her legs rocked open, and she held her arms out to me, her eyes still closed.

I moved up over her, laying out on top of her, my cock finding its way into her on its own. She sighed as I slid up into her, then purred happily as I laid out on her.

“So good.” She whispered, wrapping her arms around me, her legs coming up, her feet hooking up under my asscheeks. “Don’t move, just lay on me. Let me feel you in me, on me…”

“As m…”

“Don’t say it. Not right now.” She said, opening her eyes and looking up at me.

“It’s the truth.” I said, reaching behind me and grabbing her wrists, bringing them up and pinning them to the bed over her head.

“You are a goddess. And you’re mine.” I said, looking onto her eyes. “I worship your incredible body, and the ground you walk on. I live to give you pleasure. And I thank god for bringing you into my life.”

I started stroking into her slowly, making her moan.

“Do I make you happy, Sarah?” I asked. staring down at her as I moved my cock slowly in and out of her. “I know I satisfy you, but do I make you happy? Am I going to be enough man for you?”

“Oh god yes.” She whispered. Tears leaked from the corners of her eyes, and she leaned up to kiss my shoulders, then down onto my chest. “You make me feel things no one else ever has. You make me feel good about me…I…I never felt that way before.”

She looked up over her head, then back at me.

“Let go of my hands.” She said. “Please?”

I released her hands, and she pulled them down, reaching up and taking my face between them.

“I love you, and I don’t want to live without you.” She said softly. She drew me down, and we kissed, lightly at first, then more hungrily. “Make love to me.” She moaned into my mouth. “Pleasure me, use me for your pleasure…love me.”

“Willingly, my goddess.” I groaned, starting to move faster on her. “This isn’t a dream, we’re together, and we’re going to be together for a long time.”

“Mmmmmm, I like that.” She giggled, moving her arms around me. She started moving me on her as she said, “Now shut up and fuck me. your goddess commands it.”

(-)

“I like this.” Sarah said, running her fingers over the neatly trimmed bush over her pussy. She was standing in front of the full length mirror in the bathroom, looking at herself. “The shape fits my body, and I really like this little arch you did at the top.”

“What I like,” I said as I moved around in front of her, pushing her back a few steps then dropping to my knees in front of her. “Is now all that hair isn’t getting in the way anymore, and I can finally get at this juicy little beaver.”

“Oh god, are you going to do that now?” She giggled as I pushed her legs apart. “We just got out of the shower.”

“I know, so you’re nice and fresh, and all those loose hairs got washed away.” I grinned, looking up at her. “Now I can see if I like the way it feels on my face.”

“Wouldn’t uh…don’t you want to go get back in bed…you know, if you’re gonna do th…”

“Huh uh.” I mumbled into the lightly furred mound of her pussy. “I want you to watch in the mirror while I eat you.”

“Oh shit…that is so hot!” She giggled, and her hands came down on the back of my head. “Do it. Eat my pussy…no, wait a sec.” She said, moving me with her as she took a step to one side and put her foot up on the side of the tub. “That’s better, now I can see.”

I was already running my tongue up and down over the short hairs on either side of her pussy, then moved my mouth to the center, sucking both of the puffy inner lips into my mouth. I chewed on them gently, then let them slip out of my mouth, pressing it up between them, my tongue seeking out her tight opening. She squealed in delight as I poked it up inside her and started fucking it in and out.

“Oh god, that feels sooooo good.” She whimpered, pulling me harder against her, her knees bending to give my mouth better access to her.

My hands slipped around her, cupping the full, firm cheeks of her ass, pulling her harder against me as I licked and sucked hungrily at her creaming cunt slit. My tongue slashed over the moist pink flesh, stabbing up inside her, then swirling around over the soft fragrant skin of her honeypot. I could feel her legs shaking, and I looked up at her, but her head was thrown back and I couldn’t see her face. I did see that she was holding onto the towel bar, so I knew she wasn’t going to fall.

Sarah ground my face into her pussy, her knees working up and down as she rocked the juice slickened mound back and forth over me. I let her move me, working over whatever spot she stopped at hungrily. When she drew my mouth up onto her clit, I attacked it like a starving man at a smorgasbord.

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The warm sand crunched under our feet as we made our way down the mostly deserted beach. Marcie and I had been needing a vacation in the worst kind of way and this was just what we needed.

“Race you to that log”, she called back to me as she sprinted ahead. Her long legs glistened with the spray from the waves and her feet kicked up the white sand behind her as she ran. At that moment, I couldn’t help but stare at her beautiful form racing away from me and it seemed like hours before I snapped out of my daze and raced after her.

“What took you so long?” she teased when I finally caught up.

“That’s no fair”, I said. “You had a head start.”

Her eyes twinkled and danced and she gave me a mischievous grin. “Feel like being crazy?”

“What do you have in mind?” I asked. I should have known better than to ask such an open ended question to a girl who once showed up to my office late one evening wearing nothing but a raincoat.

“Let’s play follow the leader.”

“‘Follow the leader?’ You mean like the kids game?”

“Kind of, only instead of just going everywhere I go, you have to do exactly what I do. If I jump, you jump, if I say something, you say it back. Get it?” Before I could answer she wrapped her arms around me and slipped her tongue between my lips. This was her idea, so I returned the favor. Without Pendik Escort warning she pushed me away and ran towards the ocean. The waves crashed around her as I followed. The water was colder than I had expected and I almost ran back out, but this was too much fun. “There you are”, she said as she made her way through the surf towards me.

I turned, saw her nipples straining against the light fabric of her bikini top and responded “There you are.”

She noticed my stare, looked around quickly to see if anyone was watching, and took off her top. She looked wonderful. The water left little trails of crystalline beads as the drops made their way from her shoulders over her breasts and down her stomach. The waves pushed against her hips and she swayed back and forth in the late afternoon sun; her auburn hair blowing softly in the breeze. I was mesmerized. Since I wasn’t wearing a bikini I couldn’t follow exactly, but I looked behind me like she had done and slid out of my T-shirt. Marcie reached up towards my face and ran her index finger down my neck and traced little circles on my shoulders. I did the same to her. With her other arm she reached behind me and pulled me close to her, still tracing little circles and squiggly lines over my shoulder, down my arm, and behind my neck. I could feel her nipples poking into Kurtköy Escort me and I wondered if mine were following her lead. Her fingers continued to trace little lines down my arm and across my back as they made their way towards my waist. Of course I did the same to her. She pushed a little harder as she made her way from my hip down the front of my leg. I twitched as she passed over my ticklish spot, so I did the same to her. I laughed, she laughed and for a moment we broke our embrace. She pulled me close again, with both arms around my waist and pulled down my shorts. I hadn’t expected this in a public place and looked around anxiously to see if anyone had noticed us yet.

“What’s the matter?” she teased.

I’m not sure what came over me, but instead of trying to cover myself back up, I reached around behind her, grabbed her bikini bottoms and gave them a quick pull. It must have surprised her since her eyes got big and she looked nervously behind her like I had just done.

“What’s the matter?” I teased back.

She didn’t answer. Instead she leaped at me with her arms around my neck and started to kiss me passionately. I pulled her close and fell back into the water; our legs entwined, my hands stroking her face, her hands making their way down my back, our hips grinding against each other. The waves Maltepe Escort crashed over us pushing us closer to shore but we were oblivious to all of this as we stroked and caressed each other. I held her head in my hands as I kissed her cheek, nibbled her earlobe and sucked on her neck. She tossed her head back and moaned softly. We completely lost sight of our clothes as we made love in the shallow water. I’m not sure if the waves were pushing us or if we were pushing the waves, but the sensation was erotic beyond anything I could have dreamed about. We rolled over each other, gasping for air, her hands stroking my back, mine stroking hers. I cupped her breasts in my hands and stroked them with my thumbs as she pulled my hips closer to her. It seemed like time stopped as our bodies melded together as one, each wave crashing harder and deeper until we exploded together in ecstasy.

———-

The sun set in a brilliant ball of fire as we lay naked on the beach. The orange light reflected off Marcie’s hair turning it a deep red. Once, briefly, I looked down the beach to see if our clothes had washed up on shore but I didn’t see any sign of them. I reached over to her, caressed her cheek pulling her hair away from her eyes and sliding my fingers behind her ear. “That was wonderful”, I mused.

She smiled. Her chest was still heaving slightly as she tried to catch her breath, her nipples erect from pleasure and the cool wind blowing across us. She looked over in the direction of where our hotel was, looked back at me and said, “If you think that was good, wait ’till we up to our room.”

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One night I am laying in bed, almost asleep, when I get a text. It was from my crush, Jack. It wasn’t that late so I figured he was just asking me a question or something. But no. He said, “You awake? I’m right around the corner from your apartment and I thought I would stop by.” Holy Shit it’s happening!! He wants to fuck!!

We had made out a few times and I had maybe played around with his dick but we had never made it this far. Of course I said yes, but I said, “That’s fine but I’m feeling a little hot and bothered if you know what I mean.” He responded with, “??,” and I knew exactly what to do. I went into my closet and grabbed the sexiest lingerie I own and put it on. I had the condoms and plenty of lube at the ready and I even made sure I knew where my toys are because I’m super into that. That’s when I hear a knock on the door.

When I answer the door and he sees me in my outfit I think his jaw may have dropped because he wasn’t ready. But the first thing I notice is that little bulge in his pants, it’s gonna be a good night. As soon as he comes in he starts kissing me, barely even İstanbul Escort saying hello. We make out of the couch forever, me sitting in his lap feeling that bulge grow harder and harder. That’s when I start to undo his belt and slide off his pants. His underwear is still completely on which I think is really hot because I like to tease my men. He starts pulling at my bra and I begin to take it off.

I’m pretty curvy and my 38G tits come flopping out of the bra and he grabs them with both hands. I rub my chest against his underwear and I can feel his hard cock. I’m so wet I’ve totally soaked through my panties but I keep them on a little longer. I slowly put my hand down his underwear and feel that hard dick throbbing. All 8 inches of him burst out of his underwear and I start to jerk him off. That makes him feel so good and he loves it when I make him so hard.

Then I lick the tip of his hard red dick and start to suck it so softly. He is so thick that it is hard for me to fit the entire thing in my mouth, but I make it work. I suck him off forever until he is almost Anadolu Yakası Escort ready to cum. That’s when he tells me to lie on my back. He slowly pulls my panties off my thick curvy hips and reveals my dripping wet pussy. The wetness that got on my panties gets all over my legs and all over the stockings I was wearing, so he takes those off for me too. That’s when he puts his face up against my slit and starts to suck on my clit.

Uhhhhhh it felt so good I thought I would cum all over him right then. My entire pussy throbbed as he ate me out for what felt like hours. I was getting so wet. That’s when I thought about my toys. I had a wand vibrator that I thought would be super hot to do edge play with. I grabbed it and turned it on. He rubbed it against my clit so hard and even slide it inside of me. I squirted everywhere, ejaculating all over the couch and all over his chest. That’s when we decided to move to the bedroom, he was going to fuck me, hard. I grabbed a ribbed condom and slide it on his hard dick for him and then poured lube all over his cock. Then I Kartal Escort lied on my back and he slowly guided his penis inside of me.

He’s so thick and so hard that at first it wouldn’t go in but with lube and some thrusting he was hitting my gspot hard. I was moaning and screaming for more because it felt so good. He continued to fuck me until I came again and he came too. He pulled out and came all over my tits which had been bouncing all night long. For a few minutes we just laid there and took a breather, until he said, “do you have any toys for me?”

I knew exactly what he was talking about and I did. Jack was super into butt stuff and I had the perfect toy for him. I went into my closet and climbed up to the top shelf were I keep my strap on. I was really excited to fuck him this time, especially from behind. I put it on and Jack flipped over on the bed. But first I ate out his ass and jerked him off from behind. His cock was so hard I had never see one like that. That’s when I poured some lube on his asshole and the dildo and began to fuck him, hard. He moaning and screamed for more and I fucked him even harder. That’s when he came all over the bed. Then, we did the same thing but he fucked me in the ass. We continued to jerk each other off and fondle each other until we fell asleep. Jack and I never dated but he will forever be the best I’ve ever had.

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