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“Game and match. Brad wins,” the tennis coach said.

I was panting. I was tired. And it took a lot of me to get to the centre of the court and wish Brad well for managing to join the tennis team and not me.

“Better luck next time,” Brad said.

“Yeah, fifth time lucky,” I replied and shook his hand. Fortunately, my hands had stopped sweating.

I watched Brad leave the court as I slumped down on the tennis court holding my racquet. The coach walked up to me and gave me his hand to get up.

“You’re getting better, just a little bit more practice, then I’m sure you’ll get on the team,” he said.

What I wanted to tell him was why Alice was on the team. Why she didn’t have to be even play a match to join up like they do every month. And why, in practice I beat her and I still wasn’t selected to play.

Instead I got up and walked to the changing rooms, enjoying the last of the August sun and thinking I’ll have to practice on my own soon as the coaching would finish soon.

I walked into the locker room and fumbled around my tennis bag for my key. I opened it and grabbed my towel and sulked off to the showers. It was just one big shower used for lots of people. Brad seemed to have left already, and it was only me and Brad left at the end so I wouldn’t have to worry about anyone in the showers. I never liked it at school.

At school people would tease me in the showers. Not that Şerifali Escort I was smaller than them or anything. It’s just…it happened to spring up in the showers. I mean I was proud of it, but not in a shower full of soaking guys. Girls were more my thing. Of course, when I got one, which at this point was only one.

She was a beautiful thing, long brown hair, two round breasts to play with and an ass that swayed in such a way to hypnotise you. I could feel myself going hard. It was very obvious in my shorts, bulging, trapped.

I undressed and showered quickly just in case anybody did decide to join me. I grabbed my towel and dried just as fast as I’d washed my sweaty body. It only took a few minutes and I was changed and out of the locker room.

“How’d it go?” Mum asked me in the car.

I just stayed quiet.

“It’s okay,” she said but it didn’t really help.

“Thanks,” I lied.

“Where’s your racquet?” she asked.

“Damn! I left it in the locker room.”

“I’m in a hurry, dump your bag in here and you’ll have to walk. Sorry,” she said.

I did as I was told. I wouldn’t want to annoy my mum as she was still putting up with me after university.

I jogged back past the empty courts and to the locker room. I slowed down and saw my racquet where I had left it, next to my locker. I’d been in such a rush I’d forgotten to pick it up. I grabbed it. Then I heard İstanbul Escort a moan.

It came again. I stood frozen to the spot. It sounded like it was coming from the showers just behind the lockers. It sounded like a woman…it sounded like Alice!

“Oh, coach, I think I’ve warmed up enough now. Please let me play ball now,” she said.

I wasn’t sure if I should be aroused or annoyed at what she just said.

“Now,” I heard coach say.

I could hear Alice drop to the floor and soon my tennis coach began to groan.

“That’s good. Now how do you hold your racquet?” he said.

I couldn’t believe my ears. I knew Alice was married, she was thirty or so, but retained her great figure. Just a few feet away Alice, the person who was always on the team was giving the tennis coach a hand job.

I could hear my coach groan. Alice must’ve been pretty good. I could feel my bulge growing, thoughts of Alice’s little hands wrap around my cock filled my head. But like a snap I realised my conundrum. If I left, they would hear the door open and leave. I’d be caught. Then again, if I stayed, I’d get caught too. All I could do was stand and think as I heard my coach say “Fuck me with your mouth!”

That was it; I was over the edge thinking about what they were up to. There was Alice now going down on my coach. I didn’t think of the coach. I imagined it was me. It was Alice’s mouth Ümraniye Escort wrapped around my cock, licking around it, bobbing up and down, mixing soft kisses and hard ones up and down my throbbing cock. It was Alice’s fingers stroking my balls as I kept pushing her head deeper so I could get as far down her throat as possible. “Was I good?” Alice said.

“Very, now let’s fuck you good and proper!”

I heard Alice stand. I imagined she had both her hands on the wall, her legs spread apart, her pussy oozing waiting for me to enter from behind. She would beg me to fill me up. Her wet blonde hair draping along her back. Her soaked body shimmering. Waiting.

“Oh god!” she screamed.

The coach released low grunts as I could hear him slap his dick into her pussy. She moaned in pleasure at every thrust he made. I wanted it to be me. I wanted to fuck her silly.

Their moans grew louder and louder. I so wanted to touch myself in the situation but decided not to because I know I’d be moaning just as much as them. My bulge teased me twitching wanting to be touched. It was torture as I heard their pace quicken, the moans get louder.

“Oh god! Oh!” she screamed.

The moans slowed down, the pace slowed down. Fuck! They were going to leave. I had to run. That’s what I had to do. I moved and felt my dick push into my stomach. That the greatest getaway. I ran out of the room. I kept going, my dick eventually gave up and started to ease down. I ran all the way home hoping they didn’t know it was me that overheard them.

And it wasn’t till I was home did it click why Alice was always on the tennis team. Maybe I could ask her nicely I thought.

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Writer’s Note: If you are familiar with the first part in this multipart series you would notice the shift from 3rd person to first person in Bailey’s perspective, this was done in order to show a clear difference between her and the other characters for the convenience of the reader.

I didn’t have a chance to react, to the situation, to what was happening or the events that led up to it. I just remember waves of surreal pleasure washing threw me, it was foreign but slightly familiar. It was intense and strangely addictive, as I fell into a state of pleasure induced unconsciousness. I only knew one thing, I wanted to feel it again.

“Gooooooooood Morning Miami, It’s a hot 96 degrees outside as we enter into what some meteorologists are calling the biggest heatwave Miami will see in the century” I didn’t even realize I was awake, My hand slid over my sheets and to my alarm, turning the volume down a bit. Starting my day in the usual way, a Big yawn and stretch. I registered that my feet were dangling over the edge of my bed but at first I didn’t think it was odd, even though when I bought the thing I was nowhere near tall enough for it. Rubbing my eyes as I stood and walked to my bathroom, all that was on my mind was my need to relieve my bladder. Glancing at myself in the body mirror affixed to my washroom wall, I saw myself. Tall, much taller than I was yesterday with an incredibly chiseled and muscular physique, I took a double take.

Immediately I was dumbfounded, My biceps alone had grown to near double their normal size; Now they were large and very profound. My chest was still rather flat but the muscle mass had increased as well, I pivoted on my backfoot. Flexing my thigh and glutes, whatever had happened now complimented my booty incredibly well.

“Checking yourself out?” Her voice came from the doorway, immediately shifting my focus to the soft, feminine and recognizable voice of Melony. My jaw dropped. There she stood, one hand on her hip the other softly running threw her messy hair; completely naked. At first I was in shock, seeing her in the nude completely threw me off. The way her body curved looked more like a teenage boy’s wildest dream than an actual person, her magnificent breasts more akin to pillows in size begged to be fondled. I felt a stir between my legs.

It was odd while I’d felt myself get wet before I had never actually felt movement there, glancing down past my ripped abdomen I gasped sharply. There, swelling to the sight of my friend’s naked body was a now foot long circumcised cock. I didn’t know what to do, I was in complete shock. I couldn’t take my eyes away from it as it throbbed to life between my legs, This thick, veiny shaft and bulbous head that was larger than any dick I have ever seen before. Even the guy’s in porno would be shamed by this thing. It throbbed relentlessly, a clear bead of liquid seeping from the tip of it. It felt so hard, I couldn’t help but grip the base of it. My fingers curled around the thing that was the same girth as a soda can, Immediately I felt a rush of pleasure echo from it and shoot threw my body. Like Electricity firing off, I felt a moan leave my lips.

Then I saw the ring. It was the only thing I was wearing. Melony had given it to me the day before, when I put it on this……happened. My gaze turned back to Melony, the curvaceous woman had one hand buried between her legs as she watched me, furiously fingering her cunt as she watched me play with my new appendage. Swallowing back a heap of saliva and finding the will to restrain myself, I took a step towards Melony. My cock bounced in the air, her gaze was fixed to it and she let out a small yelp of pleasure at the sight.

“The ring….You did this to me?” I questioned her, my libido being drowned out by my building anger. I could feel the blood rushing to leave my aching shaft, rushing to my arms and legs. Melony saw the transition and took a step back, her juicy fingers slipping from her wet clit as she held her hands in front of her. “Whoa, Bailey I can explain….Just take a breath” I recognized the apprehension in her voice, she was horny but she was also frightened. A day before she would have just laughed and thought I was cute for getting angry.

Now, Standing a full foot taller than her with the muscles of an amazon she was scared. A strange satisfaction came from this feeling, I could never intimidate someone before. I grasped at the ring, trying to pull it from my finger but it stuck. I pulled so hard it felt as if I might rip my finger from the knuckle. “STOP!” Melony rushed up, grabbing my forearm in a feeble attempt to stop me. “It’s not going to come off Bailey” I looked at her, seeing the desperation in her eyes…my gaze falling to watch her breasts bounce. I shook my head when I realized what I was doing, why was I looking at her like that?

Looming over the woman who only the day before towered over me, I looked down at her, I could feel a sense of Şerifali Escort guilt wash over her. “I-im sorry okay? It won’t come off…..will you just….will you listen to me?….please” She was on the verge of tears, were they real or was she trying to manipulate me? I couldn’t say but I decided to give her the benefit of the doubt. Folding my arms over my stomach I nodded down at her, giving her the go ahead.

Melony huffed, letting go of me and taking a step back. She crossed her legs and folded her arms under her breasts, heaving the mounds of flesh up. Why was I so fascinated by them? So drawn to them? I had never felt a pull towards body parts before but now, It took all of my will just to avert my focus from her funbags.

“The ring is part of a set…..It goes with my necklace and a bracelet.” She thumbed the silver chain necklace that hung from her neck, It didn’t look like anything special. No words or pendants hung from the chain, it was just a chain. It looked like the same material as the ring on my left ring finger but neither appeared to be remarkable in any way. Just plain Jewelry.

“I couldn’t say where the bracelet is but when I put the necklace on I got….these” She gestured to her heaving breasts. “The lady who sold me the Necklace and Ring told me the three pieces were once an amulet, worn by a witch centuries ago. After the witch was killed in the Salem Witch Trials, the amulet was melted down and reforged into three pieces of jewelry that were supposed to ward off evil but as you can guess that didn’t happen.” Melony was telling me this like she believed this fairytale, I didn’t believe in witches or magic…..

“I just thought the necklace was pretty when I bought it, but the day after I put it on my tits grew four sizes Bailey, how do you explain that?” I couldn’t help but look at her tits, they were large, I’d guess triple D or maybe E cups? Either way they looked soft and voluptuous, they bounced effortlessly and seemed to have a hypnotic pull towards them. “Wait, the Witch could charm people? That would kinda explain why I can’t seem to take my eyes off your tits. The Confession was blunt and caused Melony to smirk, her legs rubbed against one another as she chuckled. “Or Maybe you just like them?” she took a step closer to me, I felt my cock twitch.

“I-” Taking a moment to clear my throat as the very attractive and very horny woman stared up at me, her eyes letting me know that I could use her as much as I wanted to. Truthfully at that moment I did want to give this new body of mine a test run, find out exactly what I can do but that would have to wait.

“N-not right now” I managed to stutter through weakly, stepping away from Melony. “Why can’t I take the ring off? Can you take the necklace off?”

“That I don’t know, I just know I haven’t been able to take off the chain since I put it on a little over a year ago now.” A Year, Melony had known about this for a full year. Had she been planning this all that time? I needed coffee.

Walking past her was harder than I thought it would be. It took an absurd amount of my will power not to stuff my face between those two melons on her chest….hey Melons, I think I just found her new nickname. Giggling to myself I made my way to the kitchen, everything felt different at this new height. I was so used to living life as a 5’4 petite woman, now I had to become accustomed to being a 6’6 muscle bound amazon with a python between my legs….I mean my god I’m going to go broke just getting a new wardrobe and how am I going to explain this to my family!

My mother would be shocked, I can see her now. The Twins, my younger brother and sister who had just graduated from Highschool would likely accuse me of cosmetic surgery.

I managed to clumsily stumble my way through operating my keurig and after a few minutes had a nice, hot cup of coffee in my hands. The mug felt so small now, I chuckled when I realized my new cock was thicker on the round than it. Melony found her way to the kitchen shortly after, having thrown on one of the shirts I used to sleep in. Which would likely be the only thing I own that would fit me now.

In silence she made herself a cup and hopped onto the counter beside me, giving me a top view of her cleavage threw the large collar of the shirt. She caught me looking, giving me a wink before I turned my gaze back to the sliding glass door leading out to a balcony. My view of the city wasn’t terrible but it could be better, for the most part it was blocked by another building but for what you could see it was breathtaking. This city was a living thing and now it was one I would have to live in as….this.

“Soooooo……” Melony broke the silence after fifteen minutes, both of us had laid our cups down and just stared out the glass door. “What now?” Her question was what I had been pondering for the last fifteen minutes, What now. What the fuck am I going to do? The ring won’t come İstanbul Escort off, I’m stuck like this…maybe for the rest of my life.

I could feel tears well in my eyes as I thought about it. My life had truly changed in the blink of an eye. How am I going to be able to do anything? How am I going to explain how a tiny woman suddenly sprouted into an amazon? It seemed impossible. “Hey…” Melony said softly, turning me to face her as she sat on the counter. With my head on her shoulder I cried. She softly rubbed my back and did her best to soothe me, we stayed like that for what must’ve been an hour. There was no more talk of sex or of indulging ourselves, Melony was now understanding that what she had done was not a good thing.

We discussed what to do next, I needed clothes. This proved to be VERY difficult as most things that would fit me weren’t exactly appealing. Of course she had to go out and send me pictures of damn near everything because I had nothing to cover me. In the end she purchased for me a few pairs of nice yoga pants and jeans that were form fitting and snug. She said they did wonders for the sausage I was hiding beneath them, To which I would have to agree. I had to own what and who I was now, There was no point in hiding that I was packing. I modeled everything for her when she came back, tops were not that hard. Mostly ones that complimented and showed off the impressive musculature of my body, I was happy with it all.

By the time we were finished the sun was starting to set, Melony was beat after a day of running around looking for outfits for a giantess to wear. She insisted that it was only right to do it, but I still felt grateful, Giving her a small hug after I finished modeling the last of the clothes. Feeling her breasts pressed up against me had my blood rushing to my nether region, There was no point in trying to hide it as she could feel it press up against her belly. “Mmmmmfff….” I heard her moan softly as she wiggled against my erection. My heart was racing. If there was ever a moment to find out what I can do it would be now and who better than the person who caused it? Images of her butt naked flashed into my mind, Fantasies of what we could do together. What she would let me to do her.

My hands slid down her back, cupping her firm butt cheeks in each palm. I could feel her breathing against my chest as she wiggled against me, she wanted it as much as I did. Softly I squeezed, While her chest is her best feature she wasn’t without curves on her backside, It was plump and squishy. No where near the size of my own….or that of my Mothers but It was nice.

“Bailey….Are we going to….?” She muffled against my chest, I could feel her steaming breath against my pert nipple. Then I scooped my arms under her, spreading her legs around my waist and holding her against me by her rear. Now face to face, I could see the desire in her eye, A lust filled gaze that told me she wanted me. She wanted my cock.

Our lips found each other, locked in a wet kiss that was not one of passion or love. But the kiss of two people who wanted to fuck eachother raw, With her cunt pressed against my erect cock; confined by the gray yoga pants she had bought me earlier in the day I took a seat on the edge of my bed. At first it was just a kiss, then she began to grind. Threw the thin fabric I could feel her folds sliding along my swollen shaft, already twitching with stimulation. Finally the kiss broke, Our lips leaving each other after our tongues had wrestled for what was 10 minutes. In a haze of lust we stared at each other, In that moment we both knew things between us were about to change forever.

My fingers hooked the fabric of her shirt, pulling it over her head to expose her breasts. Two tanned orbs of bouncing perfection that begged to be squeezed, Cupping one in of the soft mounds of flesh in my hand I felt a tinge of excitement run through me. She was getting off at just my touch, The woman had her eyes closed and was softly moaning with every squeeze I gave her ample chest. She stopped grinding, Biting the corner of her lower lip. “Enough foreplay, I want you to fuck me.” Her voice was sultry and low, she was ready.

I flipped us over, now she was below me. Her breasts propped up by her arms folded over her belly, her chest was heaving as she took in big gulps of air. I could see the stain of wet her pussy had developed in her jeans, Her gaze was hungry. Pulling her jeans off was surprisingly easy, I heard them tear as I forgot to unclasp the button but I didn’t care; I needed release as much as she did. My cock was aching, It had been swelled and ready to plunge into her for nearly twenty minutes. With her hairless pink pussy, glistening up at me I hooked my own pants and let my monster loose.

It sprang forth in a rage, My shaft throbbed violently as It hung over her casting a shadow nearly to her chest. Her gaze was fixed on it, This foot long monster was Ümraniye Escort about to ruin her, she would never be able to get satisfaction from another cock; she would be Bailey’s. Something stirred in me when I realized this, a certain satisfaction that I would come to enjoy immensely.

The Head of my cock met her welcoming folds, she took a sharp breath and gasped. The task she had now obvious to her, she had to take me….all of me. Slowly I pressed against her, I could hear her moaning loudly and cursing as my tip pushed its way inside of her. She shook, a violent orgasm rocketing threw her as the head of my cock finally popped inside of her. I let it happen, Her breasts jiggled deliciously as she experienced what I’m sure was a powerful orgasm. “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkk” She finally breathed after nearly a minute of silently screaming. “I’ve never cum so hard in my life….Bailey you are amazing!” I couldn’t help but giggle, to which she gave me an inquisitive look. “Melony….We haven’t even begun.”

“Wha-” Was all she managed to say before I plunged my throbbing member inside of her, Instantly I felt myself bottom out inside of her. The tip was firmly pressed up against her Uterus, Her pussy clamped onto me so tight I thought it might rip my cock off as another orgasm forced its way through her. It was too much, my cock wanted to fuck her. My hips wanted to move, I wanted to fill her belly with my cum. I didnt let her orgasm fade this time, this time I planted my feet and fucked her. Long, powerful strokes of my throbbing cock that had her shuddering and yelling obscenities with each one, Each one forcing another earthshaking orgasm to take over from the last. She was in a blissful heaven while clenching onto my shaft and I was feeling what guys feel. I understood why guys blew their load so quickly now, the grip she had on my cock was sending pulsing waves of pleasure through me. Every fuckstroke into her I felt a new wave of pleasure that was flooding my senses, I needed release. Watching her tits bounce with each pump into her was doing wonders for me, the way they jiggled with every movement only adding to the building pressure. The room filled with the sloppy sound of our lovemaking, the sound of skin on skin contact as I sloppily slapped my abdomen against hers, the sloshing of liquid as she came over and over again on my shaft. Her legs wrapped around my waist, I couldn’t pull out now even if I wanted to.

Then It happened, With one final pump into her depths I felt an eruption. A burning, white hot liquid spilling from the head of my cock. Filling her with my seed was perhaps the best thing I have ever experienced, I felt a rush of pleasure starting from my vomiting cock and rushing threw me. Her walls clenched onto me as I flooded her depths in the sticky substance, Melony experiencing another orgasm from feeling it fill her.

I stumbled backwards, my cock exiting her with a soft ‘pop’ left a trail of white goo leaking from her gaping cunt. My cock still throbbed, the last remnants of my first real orgasm like this lingering in my bones. Heaving gulps of air filled my chest, I fell back with my butt hitting the floor. Leaning against my bedroom wall, With my own orgasm now ended I watched Melony shake and shiver as my cum leaked from her. The poor girl was unable to move, her energy had been sapped by the numerous orgasms she had succumbed to. It was an oddly erotic sight, watching a constant stream of my seed leak from her used and stretched cunt. I wondered if I was able to impregnate her? I glanced down to my cock, softening after a momentous release and while I had that, I did not have balls to accompany it.

For a moment the thought of breeding Melony made my blood rush but with the realization that I likely produce no actual semen that rush soon faded. It was nice to know I could fill Melony whenever I wanted without the need for countermeasures though. I looked at the time, It was still early at 8:00 PM. There was no sense in sleeping now, Still Melony looked like she would need the rest. Cautiously regaining my footing, my legs still weak from expelling so much of my hot load into my friend I left the bedroom and made my way to the sliding glass door. I opened it and stepped out into the cool night air of Miami, I could hear the noise of the city, it was still very much full of life….and so was I.

Standing there on the balcony, my muscled body and spent cock being cooled by the night air I breathed in what my life had become….and I was fine with it. This new dynamic would take some getting used to but there was no way I was going to give this up now, not after experiencing it.

Still I had to explain this to my closest friends and family…..that’s going to be a whole thing by itself, but I’m certain it’ll work out in the end.

End of Part 2

Up next is Part 3: Blood is Thicc

Six months after first putting on the ring, Bailey has grown accustomed to her new life. Melony insists that they discuss their relationship, Bailey doesnt want to be tied down to one person. Bailey heads home for a few weeks to clear her head, an old flame resurfaces and someone unexpected makes a confession.

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My sister and I are in our forties. So are all our friends. Due to insurance problems, my primary care doctor was no longer available in the network. I needed a new doctor.

My sister has a friend named Laura. On the job she is known as Dr. Laura, but socially she just drops the “doctor” label. She’s closer to my sister than she is to me, but yeah, I know her.

She’s about 5”4″ with wavy hair that is mostly gray; very little of the original brunette remains. She has no neck, big shoulders, and there’s about 260 pounds of her at any given time. Cute face, but the rest of the package means she’s been single a long time.

My sister got the bright idea that Dr. Laura would be a perfect solution to both our problems: I need a doctor, she needs patients.

I was against the idea because we know each other socially. Dr. Laura told me that she is very ethical and patient confidentiality is a big deal to her. That’s good, because I wouldn’t want her sharing with my sister. We ain’t *that* close.

To make it easier for me, Dr. Laura said I don’t ever need an appointment. Just show up and tell the desk person that I’m expected.

About a week later, I show up. I tell the lady at the desk that I’m there to see Dr. Laura. She’s says she will try to work me in to the schedule. I look around the waiting area. I’m the only one there.

She makes me wait.

Eventually, I’m given eight pages of forms to fill out. Then it’s to the back for the preliminaries: height, weight, blood pressure, and pulse rate.

I didn’t have to wait long, Dr. Laura came out and called me to the back. She was in a good mood and kind of chipper. She went on and on about how happy she was that I gave her a try.

We go to an exam room and she asks me a few medical history questions. Then she asks why I’m there.

I explain that I have chronic prostate issues and I’m pretty sure I have another bout of prostatitis going. My old doctor would just give me antibiotics and eventually it clears up. I was hoping to avoid a prostate exam. I hate those things. Besides the embarrassment, they are painful for me.

After using a stethoscope on me for heart and lungs, she grabs a gown and hands it to me.

“Take off everything except your Kartal escort socks,” she said. “I’ll step out for a moment so you can change.”

Well, damn. I wanted to avoid that, but halfway expected it.

She knocked on the door and came in before I could answer.

“Is this really necessary?” I asked. “Couldn’t we just do antibiotics and…”

“Nope. It’s your first visit, so I would have probably wanted to do a baseline exam of you to start with. Just relax, it’ll be over before ya know it.”

She washed her hands and grabbed some blue nitrile gloves. I started to turn around and she said, “Whoa, there! I gotta check out the front first. That’s usually how this goes.”

“Can we skip that?”

“Come on, work with me here,” she said.

Reluctantly, I eased up the gown for her. She was sitting on a rolling stool right in front of me.

I was 0% erect and actually kind of shriveled. She didn’t smile, laugh, or even grin, she was all business. But as she started, the old boy reacted and I was flying the flag at half mast.

“Uh, sorry about that,” I offered up lamely.

She looked up and smiled at me. “Don’t worry about it. Maybe it likes me. Maybe it’s just trying to be friendly.”

Yeah, well, it wasn’t long before I was fully erect and throbbing. That’s when she says, “Now it’s a little too friendly. Turn around and I’ll check your prostate.”

She handed me a specimen bottle. “Put this over your penis. If you have an ‘accident’ we can catch it in there and I’ll submit it to the lab.”

She approached the exam from the side, not directly from behind. She said that was to avoid any blasts of gas hitting directly in the face. Makes sense. I’ve seen other doctors do the same thing.

That exam hurt. I know she was using her gloved fingers, but I’d swear she was using a broom handle. It hurt like hell.

“Your prostate feels boggy. I don’t feel any lumps or nodules.”

My erection had faded considerably, which she noticed.

After a little more of that prodding, I blurted out, “Uh oh.”

I had a totally involuntary orgasm. I unloaded a lot into that specimen bottle. With her positioning, she saw it all happen.

“Here, give me that when you’re done,” Kurtköy Escort she said. “I want to send it to the lab.” She handed me some tissues.

“How long has it been since you cum… I mean, since you ejaculated last?” she asked.

“Three… Maybe four months, I guess.”

“Okay, I see what the problem is. On top of the infection, you’re backed up. All that junk just sitting in there gives that infection a place to fester. You need to take the antibiotics I’m prescribing for you just like it says on the label. And, you gotta flush out all that old semen in there and start fresh. That’s the only way you’re gonna beat this. Do you have a girlfriend?” she asked.

“No.”

“Then you’re gonna have to take care of this problem the old fashioned way. I want you to cum… I mean, ejaculate, at least once a day every day until it’s all flushed out. More than once a day if you can. When all you get is clear fluid, you’ll know you’re completely flushed out. Come back and see me in three weeks.”

She jumped up and left the room. I dressed and the front desk made arrangements for the prescription to be phoned in to the local Walmart pharmacy.

Three weeks later, I go back. She examines me again, front and back, and says I seem to be doing okay. She was writing notes and asked me, “How big are you?”

“What do you mean?”

“Your size. Erect, that is. Four inches?”

“No, it’s bigger than that.”

She smiled at me. “Come on, I’ve seen it. It’s four inches, right?”

“No, I think it’s five. Just guessing, though.”

“Are you really gonna make me measure it?” Then she dug through her desk and fished out an old ruler.

“I’m gonna turn my back on you. I need you to get as hard as you can, then let me know so I can get an accurate measurement.”

With her right there, it didn’t take long for me to get hard and I said, I’m ready.”

She turned around and measured my penis. “Four… and three-quarters of an inch.” She looked at me. “Was it really worth all that hassle just to get credit for that three-quarters of an inch?”

She seemed pissed off, definitely not amused.

“I think so.”

“Whatever.”

I asked her why she needed to know.

“Because there is a Pendik Escort prostate medication I want to prescribe for you that can sometimes, I emphasize ‘sometimes,” cause penile shrinkage. This way I know where we’re starting out.” Then she said, “You can’t afford any shrinkage.”

She put in the prescription and then left. I didn’t pick it up at the pharmacy. Nope, thanks anyway.

My insurance changed again and she was no longer in my network. I didn’t go back. Didn’t see her again until my sister’s New Year’s Eve party. There were about twelve people there and we spoke, but that’s about it.

Around midnight, I was in the kitchen and Dr. Laura comes in. She was drunk. Not tipsy, not lit, not cruising, she was blitzed hard. She walks up to me and grabs my crotch and goes, “How’s mister four-and-three-quarters?”

“I’m okay. How are you?”

“I’m hoping to hook up with mister-ten-and-a-half out there, but I don’t think I got a chance in hell.”

Not long after that, there was nobody left but me, my sister, and Dr. Laura. My sister went to her room and Dr. Laura went to the guest bedroom. I got the couch. I tried to sleep, but the light from Dr. Laura’s room was bugging me. I went to the door to ask her to either turn off the light or close the door. Oh, what I saw…

She had turned on the lamp and turned down the bed. She had taken off all her clothes and passed out naked on the floor. She was snoring like crazy.

I looked her over. She had the biggest, thickest, pink nipples I’ve ever seen. And between her legs it looked like she had more hair than she had on her damn head. She had hairy pits, too. Uggg.

I scooped her up and placed her gently on the bed. She rolled over and I saw an ass bigger than Texas. I covered it all up and turned off the lamp. Absolutely no shenanigans whatsoever on my part. Then I went to the couch and dozed off immediately.

Next morning, my sister was hung over really bad. I was rustling up some breakfast for us when Dr. Laura came stumbling out. I offered her breakfast and she gagged. “No, thanks, I’m headed for home. I must’ve been drunker than I thought last night. I remember getting undressed, but I don’t remember climbing into bed or even turning off the lamp.”

I was tempted to say something, but decided it was better to keep quiet.

After she left, my sister asked me, “Hey, would you like me to fix you up with Laura? I know she was your doctor for a short while, but…”

“Uh, no thanks,” I said.

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If I thought it was difficult to get Rick off my mind before, after my last coffee and talk in the car with him, it was impossible. I was totally distracted, both at home and at work, thinking about what Rick had told me and thinking about that photo, now deleted, he had texted to me. I kept reconstructing the image in my mind. Rachel noticed my general distraction and preoccupation, but I made the excuse of having a lot of work that I was falling behind on. That was actually true, but I was falling behind at work because I couldn’t get my mind off of Rick.

I kept thinking about how he had told me he was going to “train” me and give me assignments, but he didn’t give any specifics. I was also obsessed with trying to imagine what the punishments he mentioned were all about. He had said both physical and emotional punishment. I got excited and nervous wondering what that might mean. I also knew that he totally overmatched me physically, and there was a fear factor that if I didn’t do what he said, he could certainly hurt me very badly, if he chose to. The fear itself was exciting, and I wondered what, if anything, he would do to me if I decided to back out now.

I realized I didn’t really know him all that well. I had no idea what kind of risks I had left myself open to if I somehow managed to really piss him off. All these thoughts kept going through my mind, right along with the thoughts that turned me on so much, imagining him with Rachel. Fuck, what had I gotten myself into!

Apart from my general distraction during the day, Rachel was a major beneficiary of these thoughts of Rick going around in my mind. We had sex every night from Wednesday through Saturday, and we even had Sunday morning sex. She remarked several times how much she loved it, and that she was so happy we could keep the sexual spark going after all these years. On one level, it sort of made me regret getting into this situation with Rick. After all, it was all psychological. It was me in bed with Rachel, pleasing her sexually like never before. I obviously had it in me all along. Why did I need Rick?

But I still couldn’t get my mind off of him. Ugh.

Sunday afternoon rolled around. I was doing some organizing in the garage when I got a text. My heart jumped when I saw that it was Rick.

Rick: “sup”

Me: “hey, how’s it going?”

Rick: “I’m good. How’s my woman?”

Me: “She’s good.”

Rick: “You taking care of her needs?”

Me: “Yes.”

Rick: “How many times you fucked?”

Me: “Every night since Wednesday.”

Rick: “No sex tonight. Tell her you’re really tired and have to get up early for work in the morning.”

Me: “OK”

Rick: “Not fucking OK, bitch. You say yes Rick or yes sir, I won’t have sex with Rachel.’ Try again.”

Me: “Yes Rick, I won’t have sex tonight with Rachel like you said. I’m sorry.”

Rick: “That’s better. You are not allowed to jack off either. See you tomorrow. Delete these texts.”

Me: “Yes, I understand.”

I waited a little while to see if he texted again, but he didn’t. I deleted the texts like he told me to. I definitely didn’t want to have to explain that if Rachel happened to see them. I got back to my garage organization project and tried to take my mind off Rick and get rid of the erection I had just gotten from that text exchange.

Later that night, after dinner, I mentioned to Rachel, “how about we relax in bed tonight with a cup of tea and watch a movie for a change?”

“That sounds nice, sweetie,” she said. And that’s exactly what we did. After the movie, we kissed goodnight, and she seemed to fall right asleep. I, of course, laid awake for quite a while thinking about the situation I had gotten myself into.

****

Monday rolled around and I had to really focus on work to keep my mind off of Rick. After work, I grabbed a quick snack and got ready to go to the gym. I dropped Max off at soccer practice and arrived at the gym just after 6:00 (I had told Rick 6:10). Looking around for Rick as I walked in, I headed for the locker room to stow my gym bag and stuff before heading back out to do my usual stationary bike and rowing machine workout. As I entered the locker room, I heard Rick’s voice, “there he is!” He was standing at the sinks and had seen me in the mirror. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, and simply had some athletic shorts, socks and shoes on. A t-shirt was wadded up, sitting on the counter in front of him. He smiled at me in the mirror and proceeded to flex his biceps. Damn, he was fit. “Like what you see?” he said, catching me staring.

Embarrassed at being caught, I stammered, “um…. yeah, man, you’re in pretty good shape.” There was nobody else in the locker room.

Rick laughed, “yeah, I know you like it. Just wait until your wife meets me. Are you gonna go work out, or just stare at my body all night?”

Red faced, I found a locker for my gym bag and I was about to ask Rick what time he planned to finish and if we were going to go have coffee when he said, “you should make your little cardio workout a quick one tonight. Kartal escort I want to leave here at 6:30, okay?”

“Okay,” I said, and started to walk out of the locker room.

Rick took a few steps into my path. I stopped about arms-length from him, assuming that he wanted to tell me something. His demeanor changed from joking around to a serious look. He grabbed the chest of my t-shirt in his hand and pulled me closer to him so that I was looking up into his face. He held on to my shirt and said, “what did I fucking tell you about responding to me when I tell you to do something? I’m gonna tell you clearly one last time. Don’t fuck this up again. When I tell you to do something, you say ‘yes Rick’ or ‘yes sir’ and tell me what you’re doing for me. Get that wrong again, and I’ll do more than grab you by the shirt. And after that, the only option is gonna be ‘yes sir,’ even if there’s other people around. Am I clear?”

Rick tightened his grip on my t-shirt and pulled up a little bit, forcing me to raise myself up on my toes. “Yes Rick, I won’t mess that up again. I’m sorry. I’ll make it a short workout so we can leave at 6:30.”

Rick let go of my shirt, which was now deformed from his grip and from pulling me around with it. He smiled and said, “much better. And we’re not going to Starbucks. I’ll fill you in when we leave.”

To be on the safe side, I replied “yes Rick” before starting to leave the locker room, trying to straighten out my t-shirt as I walked out of the locker room. I was only able to half-heartedly do my stationary bike and rowing machine workout, so I went back to the locker room early. Rick was there already, changed into soccer-style warm-up pants and a t-shirt. He was all friendly now. “Hey dude! Ready to go?” he said cheerfully.

I responded in kind, “yeah, for sure.”

“Cool,” Rick replied, “let’s go, I’ll drive.” And we walked out together. We got into his Honda and he started to pull out of the parking lot. “It’s not far,” he said. “Remember I told you I was into Jiu Jitsu?”

“Oh yeah,” I replied.

“Well, the owner of the studio is actually a good friend of mine. I helped him put it together and I still help him out with the club. It’s closed on Mondays, and I gotta pick some stuff up there tonight, so I thought I’d show you the place.”

“That’s cool,” I said.

After less than a 10-minute drive, we arrived at a little store front. It was a typical martial arts type studio with a desk and chairs for parents and stuff to sit at up front, opening up to a larger room with mats on the floor and shelves at the back where people stored their gear. The front windows had the blinds shut, and Rick explained that those were only shut on Mondays when the studio was closed up.

“Pretty cool place, huh?” said Rick. “I helped my friend Alex put this all together. He owns the place, but since I helped him out so much getting started he gave me a key and a free membership. I still help him out teaching beginner classes and stuff when I can, and I also train here with the advanced members. I just wanted to show you.”

“Impressive,” I replied.

“I just gotta pick up some stuff I left here, and I thought it would be cool to show you the place,” said Rick. He then disappeared through the back door into what looked like a storage room. While he was in the back, I looked around the place, checking out the plaques and awards hanging on the walls. After a few minutes he returned holding a duffel bag.

“Most of those awards are my friend Alex’s,” Rick said, standing in the middle of the floor.. “He’s the only one in this club that can beat me in a bout though.” He then tossed the duffel bag over toward a bench on the side of the room. “Come here, you wanna see why up close?” He then gave me his trademark friendly smile. I hesitated, not knowing how to respond. “Dude, I’m not gonna do anything to you. I saw you so many times at the gym checking out my body. Don’t deny it. I just want to show you my muscles up close. C’mon.”

As I walked over to where Rick stood, he flexed his left arm and felt his own bicep with his other hand. “Check these guns out, man. Feel that.” He moved closer to me, indicating I should feel his bicep. I tentatively put my hand on his hard flexed muscle. As I did, he said, “You like that don’t you?”

I could only nod and say, “Mm-hm.”

“Here, feel them both,” he said and flexed both his arms. I put one hand on each of his biceps, and felt the hard muscles. I was in awe of Rick’s physique. My heart rate increased and I couldn’t help wanting to touch his strong, muscular body.

Rick then relaxed his arms, and I could feel the definition of his muscles, and the vein running over his bicep. He took off his shirt saying, “this is what you’ve been admiring at the gym, huh?” and proceeded to flex his chest and abdominal muscles. “Go ahead, touch it,” he said. And I ran my hands over his flexed pectorals and down to his abs. Rick chuckled. “I knew you wanted to do this. Just like I knew you were a cuck, I knew you were basically a faggot, Kurtköy Escort ready to worship a strong man like me.”

When Rick called me a faggot, I should have been offended, but I found my self getting excited when he said it. He continued, “that’s right. You don’t say anything, because it’s true. You love your wife, and you played the man for her pretty well so far, but now you know what you really are. You were born a cuck, a faggot little cuck. You were born to serve bulls like me, to worship and serve real men. Your life just changed, boy. Now that you know what you really are, what your real purpose is, you can’t go back. And pretty soon, your wife is gonna know too.”

My heart was beating a mile a minute. I could feel my face turning red. Worst of all, I had a rock hard erection. What was happening to me? What had I gotten myself into? What if Rick was right, and my life was about to change? Why was I letting this happen to me? I had a good thing going, a good relationship and sex life, a family? I should have never let this go so far with Rick. But I knew now, I couldn’t stop it. It went against all objective reason and logic, but I couldn’t stop wanting this.

Rick relaxed his muscles and took a step back. “I’m glad you appreciate my body. So now you know up close, why I can get any woman I want. Women do what I want, because I’m a dominant bull personality and I have the perfect body to back it up. Same reason a cuck like you is drawn to me. You know deep down you need to serve me.”

He continued, “I never met a woman that wasn’t attracted to me, and if I want her, I can make her my slut. You want to see why?”

I wasn’t sure if Rick expected an answer to that question, or what he was getting at really. He sensed my confusion. “Hey little cuck, the answer is ‘yes.'” He stepped back toward me and put his hands on my shoulders, gently but firmly pressing down. “On your knees,” he said.

I complied and knelt in front of him. Rick kicked off his shoes and stepped out of them. Then he untied and loosened the string on his training pants, slipped them off, and stood before me. My face was level with his groin and I could see the obvious bulge in his athletic shorts. Rick then stepped even closer to me as he put his hand on the back of my head and pressed it into his bulge, rubbing it on my face. I could feel his cock through the silky texture of his polyester shorts. As he rubbed it against my face, I could sense it swelling and stiffening. My heart was in my throat, and I was almost dizzy.

“Feel that?” Rick said. “Feel that cock? Once I give that to a woman, she will always want more. They can’t help it. They need their bull’s cock, and they’ll do anything to get more. That’s gonna be your pretty wife Rachel soon. You know that don’t you, cuck? You want me to give it to her, don’t you? You want her to be my slut, don’t you?”

Rick paused for a few seconds. I didn’t have words. “Answer me, faggot,” he said and slapped me with his hand, not hard, but enough to get my attention.

“Yes…. um… yes Rick, I want you to,” I stammered.

Rick wasn’t satisfied with the answer. “You can do better than that, cuck. Tell me exactly what you want.”

I knew what I had to say. “Yes Rick, I want you to make Rachel your slut. I want you to be her bull, and give her your cock.”

“That’s better,” he said. “I’m gonna do exactly that. I’m gonna take your pretty wife and she’s gonna become addicted to my cock. She’ll be my slut to use and do what I want with, no matter how abusive I get. She’ll always come back to me, because she’s gonna need my cock. She’ll make me the top priority in her life. She will do anything I want just for a chance to be with me. And you’re gonna accept that like a good little cuck. Aren’t you?”

“Yes Rick,” I said.

“That’s right, because just like she’s my slut, you are my cuck. You both exist to serve me. Pretty soon, I’m gonna own you both. Right now, I just own you,” he said, with a big smile on his face, “and it’s time for your initiation. Take off my shorts.”

I froze. Fuck, I honestly didn’t think anything like this would happen. I didn’t know what to do. I could see in front of me that Rick was nearly fully erect. I could see the impression of his big cock under the material of his shorts, oriented to the side since it was constrained by the elastic of his athletic shorts.

“Hey! You heard me, cuck. It’s not that hard to understand,” he said. He reached down and grabbed my wrists and placed my hands on either side of his hips at the waistband of his shorts. I slipped my thumbs under the elastic and slid the waistband down. Because of his significant bulge, the front of his shorts did not slip down easily. So I moved my hands to the front of his shorts and pulled toward me and down to get the elastic over the bulge. As I did, his cock sprang up and I could see about half of it above the elastic. I then moved my hands back to the sides and slid his shorts down to his ankles.

Rick then stepped back out of his shorts. His cock was fully erect. Pendik Escort He was circumcised, appeared to be about 8 inches long, thick, and like everything else about Rick’s body, perfectly formed and proportioned. Like I had done so many times before with Rick, I couldn’t help but to stare at this god-like specimen. My skin was tingling with arousal.

Rick gestured for me to move forward, which I did automatically. When my face was just a few inches from his erect cock, he moved forward also, again while pulling my head into him with his left hand. The point where his cock ended and his balls began was right about at my nose. He pulled me in tight and I breathed in his scent. He started rubbing the underside of his cock up and down my face. “Mmm, yeah,” he said. “You know what to do, bitch, use your tongue.”

I opened my mouth and licked his ball sack and shaft as he rubbed against me, still holding my head tight against himself. After several minutes, he released his hold on my head and moved back a little bit. I looked up to see his grinning face towering above me. “Open up, faggot, it’s time to learn what a cuck does to serve his bull.”

Still looking up, I opened my mouth. Rick proceeded to grab a handful of hair at the top of my head with his left hand, holding my head back. With his right hand, he took the base of his cock and slapped my face several times with it, laughing. Finally he backed up slightly and tilted my head forward, placing the head of his cock at my lips. I instinctively stuck out my tongue and licked the bottom of his cock head. He left it there for a while and then slowly began to insert the head into my mouth. It seemed to fill the entire entrance to my mouth. I moved my tongue and began to suck his head, almost as if I was eating an ice cream cone. He seemed to like what I was doing, and said, “mmm, yeah, that’s it. I knew you would be a natural at this.”

He let me continue sucking on his head for a while and then let go of my hair, giving me a little more freedom of movement. Rick was right. I wanted this. I needed to do this for him. I was acting on instinct. I began to alternate sucking his head and rubbing my mouth up and down the shaft of his cock. Soon his entire cock was slick with my saliva. The combination of the oral stimulation and Rick’s scent was intoxicating. My own cock was rock hard. “Good little bitch, you really fucking know how to serve your bull,” Rick said.

I went back to focusing on sucking his head. Occasionally looking up at Rick’s face above me for approval. I started to take more of his cock into my mouth, bobbing up and down slowly, each time trying to take a little more in. Eventually, Rick’s cock got to the entrance of my throat and I started to gag. Rick laughed and said, “Fuck man, I thought you wouldn’t gag until I forced you to. Are you sure you never sucked cock before?”

I found that it was difficult to breathe with Rick’s cock filling up my mouth so much. But the restriction of my air, forcing me to occasionally remove my mouth from his cock to take a deep breath, only added to the excitement. I continued to do my best to worship Rick’s cock. I desperately wanted to please him.

I started to keep my gagging to a minimum whenever his cock head got to the entrance of my throat. At one point, when I started to gag but suppressed it, Rick grabbed my head again with one hand and held me in that position. Only about a third of his cock was in my mouth in this position. “Okay little faggot, you’re gonna take my cum. I’m gonna fuck your face and you’re gonna swallow my cum, all of it. You got that?”

There was no way I could answer. I held still, excited, aroused, and scared all at the same time.

“Rick slapped my face with his free hand, hard enough to sting. “That’s right boy, my DNA is going inside you. I’m marking you permanently as my cuck. I own you!”

With that, Rick started to thrust in and out of my mouth, slowly, and only going so far as the entrance to my throat, that gag point. After a dozen or so strokes, he pulled almost all the way out, and very slowly pushed his cock back in. When he got to the entrance of my throat, he continued to push in, slowly but forcefully. I gagged uncontrollably, and the air forced out the sides of my mouth along with a lot of saliva. Rick’s hard cock entered my throat. I gagged several more times. Rick gently slapped my face, saying “easy faggot, relax.”

I was in distress. I was struggling for air, and my gag reflex kept spasming. My eyes were watering like crazy. I involuntarily put my hands on Rick’s thighs to try and push off of his cock, but Rick kept forcing his cock into me. Eventually, my nose was right in his pubic hair. I couldn’t breathe. Just when I thought I was going to pass out, Rick pulled back. I spat out a mixture of saliva and whatever sticky stuff comes up from your throat, coughing and gasping for air.

“That’s right, little faggot, get some air. You’re gonna have to get used to this,” Rick said. “Fuck, you are a good little cuck. I can’t believe how good a bitch you’re turning out to be. Tell you what, I’m gonna go easy on you since it’s your first time and you did so good taking my cock down your throat. I’m gonna let you recover until next time. I don’t want to do any damage. Open up and get ready to take my load.”

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While it was cold outside, the barn was plenty was for this time of year. Jack walked down the aisle between the stalls, he could see the farm hands going about their morning tasks. The sounds of the milking machines humming away mixed with the fans cycling the cool fresh air with warm. All that was missing to him was the sounds of cows mowing. The last time he had heard them was when he was a little boy nearly fifty years ago. Stopping by a farm hand Jack read the clip board he was handed, checking the production numbers he noted the changes recommend by the doctor to increase her yield. He saw she was still a year into treatments, some took to this faster than others. The scientist were always trying to improve their creation, to keep up with ever growing production demands.

He looked down at the small pale white ass, the dildo was slowly pumping in and out of her pussy. Her long brown hair pulled into a ponytail allowing the strap of the ball gag to be clearly seen. Stepping into the stall Jack took it slow, she moved meekly, rattling the chain attached to her collar. Crouching down he stroked her cheek. She looked at him with dull eyes, her moaned stifled by the red ball gag. Jack looked at her breasts which had doubled in size since she had started. The miking machine pulsated against her nipples collecting her sweet nectar. Reaching in he gave each one a squeeze, standing up he patted her head. Nodding to the attendant he handed back the clipboard and continued through the barn.

After all these years the product was still the same thing people demanded, the source of the milk was the biggest change. When he was little, the droughts and scorching hot days had damaged much of the world’s farm land. Farmers began to hoard what feed and stock they had. As the world’s hunger grew, scientists had stepped in trying to solve the problem in any way they could. Unfortunately not every animal could adapt the changes or synthetic foods. Cows and other milk producing animals suffered greatly. Only a few small herds which were well guarded the world’s elite remained. Other means of milk from nuts was limited by the drought and some of the synthetic lab created stuff just didn’t do as well as they had hoped.

Humanity turned to the largest source available, women. The scientists had tested first on the convicts who had long sentences with the offer of knocking off many years. It took a few years of testing and clinical trials, along the way there was success and loss before they found a working solution. A hormonal change which increase lactation or kick started it in non-pregnant women. A second drug dulled the sense, reducing the urge to fight, struggle or runaway. They found the first shot increased pleasure through vaginal stimulation and nipple sensitivity. Now all they had to do was convince half the human race to do this for the benefit of others.

Governments had decide those convicted of certain crimes could use this as a way to pay their debt to society. The list for approving candidates included those who wished to get out debt, they could work it off over five to ten years. Any woman who chose to do this voluntarily was readily accepted, though some activist feared this would lead to women being forced by family as a means to earn money. Their concerns were dismissed by the growing demands for the new milk. In order to make things went smoothly, a new bureau was created for inspecting equipment and living conditions. They would make sure the women would be treated humanely and to shutdown those who broke the rules.

Production levels, farms and farmers had taken sometime getting used to the new ways as well as the guidelines for treatment and upkeep of hucows. Jack was one of those who had taken time to adjusting, though would happily admit the job did have its rewards. While he didn’t have a space to house a large herd like some farms, he was able to keep the family farm with a small heard of fifty. It had taken him a few years before he turned a profit. The cost in changing the farm over and training up new hands for the job. Hard concrete was replaced with soft padding that still made for easy clean up. Plumbing for waste removal and food delivery added, small beds and sex machines where final touches.

Jack knew some farms let the hands or anyone who paid to have sex with their hucows whenever they wanted. He had limited the practice to those who signed certain consent forms, they took place few days in a special room away from the other hucows. Walking through a door he entered the doctor’s outer office. She was a middle age woman, one of the few on his staff. She looked up, her glasses reflecting the light above her.

“Morning Jack,” she said brushing a lock of dirty blonde hair from her face.

“Morning Debra. Do you have the list of new arrivals?”

She handed him the papers. “Came in yesterday. We have eight leaving us in the next month, so we get eight new ones today to start training.”

Jack read over the Kartal escort list which contained first names, age, color of skin (some paid more for milk from different races.), height, weight, body size, and breast size. The final column noted crime, debt or voluntary. This would help dictate the kinds of shots required and the dosage, though it was not an exact science, no matter how hard they tried.

“Who do we have for helpers today?” He asked.

“Kim, Emily, and Brittni, our usual trio of misfits.” She said not looking up from her computer.

Jack chuckled at this. After serving their time the trio had decided to stay on voluntarily. They received special shots to help they retain their milk production but at a reduced rate, they came in five times a week to be milked. The rest of their time was spend living together in a small cottage on the farm. Jack new that they were making plenty of money. Since their libidos had not been reduced, if they weren’t milking, eating or sleeping, they were fucking each other or the farm hands.

Jack didn’t mind this, he himself had sex with each of them, and it did keep the hands more relaxed. There were some who still had their cocks stiffen at the sight of naked women being fucked by machines daily. Better the trio instead of a non-consenting hucow.

“Well, I’m sure they make the new one’s comfortable. You can start the hormone reductions on the one’s finishing their obligations. We’ll see if any wish to stay on.” He told her.

“Sure thing Jack. Wendy is getting the paper work ready for them.” Debra said getting up. Grabbing her lab coat and doctors bag, she got ready for the morning check of the herd. She would see the new arrivals after they arrived that afternoon.

Wendy, her young assistant, entered the room. She greeted them with a smile. Jack returned it, checking her over as he always did. Where Debra was slim and petite woman with small breast which got lost under her clothes yet fit her body perfectly when she was naked. Wendy was a the opposite of Debra, her large breast threaten to burst through her sweater. Jack could described Debra as a tall pixie with gentle eyes, Wendy mischievous look to her gaze. She was head shorter than Jack, and though he had never had sex with her or seen her naked, he wished he could. There was a little bit of fat on Wendy’s body, she had a some what of an hourglass figure, though it was her large breast. Which always caught his attention.

Besides wanting to see her naked Jack had always wanted to hook her up to a machine and just watch it go to work on her bosom. Debra knew this was one of Jacks fantasies. They had talked about it plenty of times after they had sex. They weren’t lovers as Debra had a small stable of young farm hands she would take to her bed when she wanted there youthful exuberance.

Wendy too had eye’s for her boss. His salt and pepper grey hair was a big turn on for her. Jack was just over six feet tall and kept himself in perfect shape through hard work. Wendy had also heard her share of rumors from the trio that Jack was well hung and a skilled lover.

“I’ve got the paper work all set for this afternoon. Debra, I want to check up on number 37. She’s still favoring her left side.” While they came to the farm with names, the women were assigned numbers which attached to the stalls.

There was plenty of footage online of police raids on farms where they had branded, tattooed, or pierced the ear with a number tag. This was against the guidelines, along with refusing to release a hucow from their contract upon completion. They were still human to him, and Jack made sure to make their time went smoothly as possible.

He could hear the sound of giggles coming from a small room next to the one he had walked into. Jack lead a pair of hucow’s to the two empty but wide open stalls and attached their chains to the wall rings. Number 25 & 26 took a few moments to get used to their new surroundings. A farm hand checked the milkers and the sex machines. The cow’s sat on their butts eagerly awaiting to be milked. Jack checked his watch the new arrivals would be arriving soon, he patted each on the head knowing they would have to wait to. They would be demonstrating the milking process for the new cows.

Jack headed to the door where the giggles were coming from, he looked around and noticed the farm hand had gone back to the main barn. Debra and Wendy should be coming in soon, he thought, knocking on the door. The giggles hushed for a second before starting up again.

“Come in.” A sexy voice called.

He opened the door and entered to find the trio in various states of undress. “Good afternoon girls.” He said taking in the view.

They were sexy as always. Emily was skinny when she arrived, she had filled out nicely, her large breast struggling against her bra as she started to remove her pants from her shapely ass. Her long auburn hair hung in curls around her head. Brittni was already naked, Kurtköy Escort she brushed her dark brown hair. She was the tallest of the three and nearly as tall as Jack. He remember she had been perfect when she arrived, her body in perfect proportion. Now her breasts were twice their original size, they were like small melons, she was his favorite of the trio.

Jack turned his gaze to Kim, of the trio she was the shortest. Similar to the build of Wendy, she was removing her panties revealing a thin strip of blond hair. Where Wendy was fight and stacked in the chest. Kim was a little plump some love handles on her side, and a big jiggly butt. Her heavy breast’s strained to break free as she bent over. They swung and jiggled as she stepped out her panties.

“Hi Jack.” They said in unison when they saw who stepped into the room.

Closing the door behind him, he could feel his dick stiffening. He checked his watch. Too bad they didn’t have time for a quickie. “Hello girls. How are you today?”

“Horny,” said Brittni, she crossed over to him.

Their lips locked, she stroked his cock through his jeans. He returned the kiss, one hand cupped her round ass, as the other found her gave her firm round breast a squeeze. Jack pinched her nipple between his forefinger and thumb. He could feel some milk leak out onto his finger. Brittni broke the kiss, her eyes closed she moaned as Jack slowly milked her. He took his hand off her ass and snaked it around the front. His fingers found her moist lips. Jack watched Brittni jumped with excitement, his fingers rubbing against her pussy.

Emily and Kim had finished stripping, walking over they joined them, playing with each others breasts as they watched. Jack could see each of them skipped their morning milking. They were at the point of bursting, milk squirted out with ease from the slightest touch. He could feel his cock fighting to break free, it had been a few days since he last had sex and now the urge was trumping his duties. He knew Debra and Wendy could handle the introduction, but they would need part of the trio to assist with the process.

“Emily, Kim. The two of you can put on your robes. Find Debra or Wendy and tell them Brittni and I will be joining them later.” He said.

“Sure, Jack.” Said Kim. They both kissed him on the checks. While they were jealous that Brittni was going to get fucked, they knew they would get to be milked sooner. Their breast ached at the thought of it. Slipping on the white robes they walked out the door. Brittni kissed him with earnest, her hands fighting to free his cock.

Jack stopped her. “Not here darling.” Taking her hand he led her to a door in the back corner of the room. Opening it, he led her up the stairs to the viewing area. The glass was one sided allowing Jack to view new stock along with the others and to keep the new cows from becoming nervous seeing others besides the doctors and female helpers watching them. He slid a padded bench over to the window. Turning around he found her standing there playing with her pussy as she squeezed her left breast.

Walking over Jack grabbed her hand and pulled it away from her pussy. Turning her slightly he gave her ass a light slap. Brittni yelped in surprise, lust blazed in her eyes, she turned her head mashed into his mouth, their tongues dancing. Reaching down she unbuckled the belt and popped the snap on his jeans. Putting his hands on her shoulders and Jack gave a gentle push. Brittni responded by sinking her knees. She looked into his eye’s while her fingers undid the zipper. Her mouth salivating as his pants fell to the floor leaving only his boxers. She could see his large cock straining to break free. Pulling them down she took his cock in her hand and stroked it. Brittni smiled at the sight of the large stiff cock in front of her. Leaning in she brought her lips to the purple head, and gave it a kiss. Parting her lips she took the monster into her mouth, her left hand rubbed her dripping pussy.

Resting a hand on her head he watched the new cows being lead into the room below. Of the eight new cows four were convicts, three debtors and one a volunteer, Wendy lead them into the room. From the outside a farm hand would lock and guarded the door. He knew Debra would greeted them with a smile, all he could hear was Brittni gagging on his cock. Jack knew she like to try to deep throat him, she confirmed this when she pulled off his cock to breath, stroking it with her hand.

Debra looked them over as they came in, she already knew their stats but one could not just make an assessment from without visual inspection. They stood in a line, their shirts one size to small and yoga pants helped her see what they looked like.

“Welcome ladies to Knowles Dairy farm. My name is Debra and I am the staff doctor here, you’ve already meet my assistant Wendy. The owner of this farm will be joining us shortly. For now I will get the process started.” She said as Wendy handed each Pendik Escort of them a clipboard with papers. “Before we can begin anything serious you will need to look over and sign these pieces of paper. They are consent forms, next of kin in case of serious injuries or problems. Which I promise you will not happen on my watch.”
The women began to flip through the forms. “The final piece is the sex consent form. While you are being milked you will be simulated through a sex machine, should you chose to you can have a real cock a few times a week. You will also receive a shot which will temporarily keep you from getting pregnant. This is not sterilization. You will be able to bear children once you leave the farm.” She waited as they flipped through and signed the papers.

Wendy collected the clip boards and set them off to the side.

From booth Jack moaned as Brittni worked his cock. He could see Debra was introducing Emily and Kim. Stopping her, he removed his cock from her mouth. Brittni jumped to her feet, excited for what was coming next. Giving Jack a quick kiss she turned around and bent over, placing her hands on the padded bench. Giving her ass a shake, she squeezed right nipple as she waited impatiently. Jack decided to tease her a little bit, slapping her ass with his cock before running it up and down her slit. Brittni moaned she pushed back trying to slip him in, Jack pulled back listening to her whine. He could see Debra had asked the new cows to remove their clothing.

Taking his throbbing shaft in his hand he shoved it into her soaking pussy. She pushed back with greed, moaning loudly. Placing his hands on her hips he pulled her into his body, thrusting his cock all the way in. Their hips smacked together, Jack began to pump in and out. Looking out the widow he took in the view of the bodies of his new stock. Over the next day’s he would get to know them better and watch them change into productive cows. Turning his attention back, he focused on the sexy brown hair girl bouncing on his cock.

Brittni was panting, she meet each of his thrusts with her own. Leaning forward he reach around and found her firm tits. He squeeze the warm flesh before moving to the nipples. He pinched them then began to knead them between his fingers. Milk squirted out onto the glass and the bench. This sent Brittni over the edge, she screamed her orgasm. Jack could see some of the new cows looking up, the room wasn’t completely sound proof.

Debra tried to hide a smile, she saw the girls reacting to sound of Brittni’s orgasm. With their cloths removed and stacked into neat piles, Debra had Kim and Emily lead them into the exam room. Wendy was in there preparing the first round of shots. She glanced up at the mirrored glass, she could easily picture what was going on in there since she and Jack had done it up there a couple of times. Entering the exam room she was glad to see Wendy beginning the process with the help of Kim. They would double check the girls measurements before administering the first dose. Emily was moving amongst the new girls answering questions and offering assurances. Some of the girls reached out feeling the size of her breasts, she shuddered at the touch as some milk dripped out. The new cows gasped in surprised at the sweet nectar.

Joining Wendy in administering shots, Debra tried to keep her laughter to herself. These women would be in for a real surprise when they finally got to see a cow be milked by a machine.

It wasn’t long after Debra had moved the new cows to the next room that Jack had shot his load deep into Brittni’s pussy. She had collapsed for a moment onto the bench as she orgasmed for a second time with his pulsating cock. Pulling out of her sopping wet pussy he stood there waiting for her to catch her breath. When she did Brittni turned around and dropped to her knees. She sucked the last drops off his cock and cleaned him up as he slowly went flaccid. After she finished he led her back to the changing room where they both cleaned up.

Jack watched her showering off, her fingers rubbing her nipples causing milk flow out. Giving her ass a slap, he gave her a firm but stern warning, telling her she would be milked soon enough. Brittni dropped her hands to finish cleaning, she dreamed about the sweet release which would happen soon. They finished showering and went into the milking demonstration room.

The two cows he had brought in earlier were siting patiently on their buts. Pulling up a chair, he sent Brittni into the exam room to see how much longer it would be. She returned swiftly and told him they were on the last one. Jack nodded, he got and put the chair against the wall, she had followed him, as he turned around she planted a kiss on him while rubbing his crotch.

Grabbing her hands he forced a gap between them. “Easy girl, you’ll get your excitement shortly.” Brittni put on a pouty face.

Dam these girls, they can never get enough, thought Jack as he got ready for the next stage of initiation.

A knock on the door along with Wendy poking her head in caught his attention.

“We’re ready if you are.” She said.

“Good, send them in.” He stood by the two make shift pens watching the women as they came in.

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No one in this story, who is under the age of eighteen, engages in any sexual active.

*****

Introduction

Shannon was a new young teacher with no seniority. She was forced to accept a troubled young boy into her class. Her fiancé was away on military deployment and she hadn’t had sex for almost a year. Jimmy had been watching his Daddy’s porn sites for years and was more sexually advanced than other teenagers his own age. All went well until a weak moment and Shannon’s inexperience allowed it to become a sexual encounter between the two of them.

Jimmy was always a hyperactive child. Even in his mother’s womb. She went through many months of his kicking and fighting to get out. Especially after his birth he demanded a lot of attention. The only way anyone could get any sleep was for his mother to hold him close and put one of her breast in his mouth. The older he got the more he seem to demand attention.

When Jimmy started to school all the teachers complained about him disrupting the class and making a general nuisance of himself. He was a brilliant child, with a photographic memory and made good grades, but the effort it took to teach him was very emotionally draining on his teachers. Some teachers held him back a grade or two even though he could pass all the exams. They took points off his final grade for his lack of deportment. Jimmy was already 18 years old when he was ready to move on to the tenth grade. No veteran teacher wanted him in her class. He would be the oldest kid in the class and they didn’t want him influencing the younger students in their class with his antics. They had all read the summaries from his past teachers and used their seniority to reject him.

Shannon Hildebrand was a new young teacher with no seniority. She was 25 years old and had just received her teaching certificate. Most veteran teachers predicted she wouldn’t last long because of her youth and beauty. Shannon was 5′ 2″ maybe 110 pounds with shoulder length curly blonde hair. She had an exquisite figure that was envied by the older female teachers and desired by all the male teachers. She was anxious to prove herself a capable teacher.

Shannon saw Jimmy as a challenge and a perfect way to demonstrate her teaching skills. She introduced herself that first day by asking the class to call her either, Miss Shannon, or Miss ‘H’ because Miss Hildebrand was a real mouthful. Most settled on the name, “Miss Shannon”.

After a week of Jimmy’s classroom antics, she was starting to get frustrated with him. Jimmy couldn’t stay at his desk and even more troubling, he couldn’t keep his hands off the girls in his class. He was always stroking their hair, squeezing their butts, or trying to unsnap their bra straps. He even fondled one girl’s breast and pinched her nipple. That’s when Shannon decided to place a chair beside her desk and make him sit next to her. When he misbehaved she would poke him in the ribs and demand he straighten up or be punished. It seem to work really well until she realized that he enjoyed the special attention and would act up each day just so he could sit next to her.

One day while Shannon was eating lunch in the school cafeteria when she saw an older girl in line for lunch turn and slap Jimmy’s face. The girl was a senior in high school and was Jimmy’s age. She went to the girl and asks why she had slapped him. The girl whispered in Miss ‘H’s ear that Jimmy had slipped his hand under her dress and tried to stick his finger into her vagina. Shannon pulled Jimmy out of line and said that she should take him immediately to the principal’s office, but that would only result in his expulsion from school. It could also lead to criminal assault charges because Jimmy was considered an adult at age eighteen. Instead she ordered him to stay after school for counseling.

What Shannon and the other teachers didn’t know about Jimmy was that he had received very little supervision at home. His Dad worked all the time and his Mother had given up years ago trying make him behave. At a very young age Jimmy had found porn sites book-marked on his Dad’s computer and when he wasn’t at school, he spent his leisure time surfing those porn sites. With so little guidance from his parents, he had come to honestly think that all adults interacted with each other like they did on the porn sites. He viewed their actions as normal acceptable behavior.

Jimmy was puzzled when the young girl slapped him. It never happened that way in the stories he had read on his Dad’s porn site. All the women in those stories liked it when a man put his finger in their pussy. They liked it when their breasts were fondled and their nipples were pinched or sucked. They particularly liked it when a man licked their pussy and sucked their clit into their mouth. He truly thought his actions had been normal and totally appropriate. All he really wanted to do was please the young girls and be friends with them.

When the final bell rang, the entire class, except Jimmy, filed out. Shannon made Jimmy sit in a student desk at the rear of the classroom. He was told to write 500 times, “I MUST LEARN TO NOT TOUCH ANYONE ELSE’S BODY WITHOUT THEIR PERMISSION.” Kartal escort Shannon positioned another student desk approximately five feet away. She turned the two desks facing each other and sits in it so she could keep an eye on Jimmy while she finished grading papers.

Shannon was wearing a white silk blouse that clung to her 34B breast and a tight fitting black skirt that hit just above her knees. It was a completely suitable dress for the classroom. Most of the other young teachers wore similar outfits. Shannon never felt uncomfortable dressing like that until now. Her normal teacher’s desk didn’t expose her to the class from the waist down, but the smaller student desk caused her skirt to shift up and expose more of her thighs than she wanted. She noticed that Jimmy would occasionally look up and stare at her breast and thighs when he thought she was not watching him. At first it made her angry and she thought about admonishing him, but then she thought it was just his young teenage hormones governing his behavior. She decided to let it ride for the moment.

Jimmy continued to steal a glance when he got the chance. Shannon later noticed he had gotten an erection and was trying to adjust it without her seeing it. She could feel herself getting wet. She could also feel heat coming from her neck and face as she turned a crimson red. She hadn’t blushed like that in many years and couldn’t believe it was caused by an 18 year old boy. She was mad at herself for letting it affect her in that manner.

This presented a whole new problem that she had no idea how to approach. She mulled over in her mind the best way to handle it without creating a bigger problem for them both. If she made an issue out of his erection, it could generate a lot of harsh questions that she would be uncomfortable in answering. For example: Why were they in a classroom alone? Why didn’t she hold their detention session in the study hall? Why was she noticing his erection? What might have caused his erection? Could she have unknowingly done something to cause his erection? Without having the answers to these questions it could ruin her teaching career before it even began.

If she mentioned he was looking up her dress, she would need some proof. She would also have to explain why she put herself in a position that allowed him to see up her dress. She had to give it a lot of thought and be prepared to present a good case to the school board before making any accusations. She decided to test her suspicions and watch his reaction before pushing the issue. She was wearing flat heel shoes and lifted each leg separately to remove a shoe, and as she suspected each time Jimmy looked up her dress. She was sure he could see her lacey white panties from his reaction. His cock swelled immediately and he had to adjust himself each time. At that point, he didn’t seem to care if she saw him or not. Just to make sure she shifted in her desk, lifting her leg once again giving him one last view of her panties.

Jimmy not only readjusted himself, but started rubbing his cock through his pant while staring at her crotch. That overt act of rubbing his cock and his blatant disrespect of her as a teacher and a woman was more than she could take. It drove her over the edge.

Shannon lost it and screamed, “Jimmy are you looking up my dress?”

“Yes Miss ‘H’ I am.”

Shannon was shocked beyond belief by his straight forward honesty. She had expected him to at least deny it, but he acted like it was normal for him to look up her dress; like she expected him to do so. She knew she had no other choice but to haul his young ass straight to the principal’s office, but the tingling in her pussy was telling her not to do that. She could feel her pussy getting even wetter. Her fiancé was away on military deployment and she hadn’t had sex for almost a year. This attention from the young teenage boy was forcing all her latent sexual desires to come pouring out all at once. She tried to demonstrate her non-approval for his actions.

“Jimmy, what the hell are you thinking?” She blared out.

“I am thinking how nice it would be to eat your pussy, Miss ‘H’. Jimmy said indifferently in his usual matter of fact voice.

“Oh my God, where did you learn such a thing?”

Jimmy can’t understand why she is becoming so irritated with him. As far as he knows, he has done nothing wrong or out of the ordinary.

“I learned it from watching some of the porn sites on my Dad’s computer, and I always thought it would be fun to try it sometimes. The men and women both seem to enjoy it very much.”

Shannon was squirming in her seat and the heat was not only coming from her neck and face; it was now coming from all over her body. Her panties were thoroughly soaked and she can’t seem to catch her breath. Jimmy got out of his desk and came to kneel at her side. He asked Miss ‘H’ if she would like for him to lick her pussy. She told him absolutely not. She was almost hyperventilating. She couldn’t seem to catch her breath. She told Jimmy there was no way she could possibly allow him to do that, but she unconsciously turned sideways in the desk to allow him greater Kurtköy Escort access to her vagina. She felt like she was in a heavy fog. Her mind wasn’t functioning as it should. Shannon’s suppressed desires had taken control of her body and she was responding to her underlying lust.

Jimmy nervously pushed her skirt up and slipped her panties off, doing what he’d seen on his Dad’s porn site countless times. Without realizing it, Shannon raises her butt so he could slip her panties off. He stuffs her panties in his pocket and slowly leaned into her crotch and fitted his mouth over her labia and reached out with his tongue to explore her wetness. Shannon’s groin instantly twitched and responded to his tongue. He was pleased with her initial reaction and tried it again, this time running his nose along the length of her private entrance. He had learned from the porn site that using the nose to stroke her vagina will soften the first impact on the clit. She closed her eyes and shuddered again. The taste of his teacher on his tongue encouraged him to continue his exploration. Unleashing his tongue, Jimmy let it wander over the woman’s sensitive flaps before plunging it inside her body.

“Oooh…ohhh…” Shannon breathed deeply, involuntarily resting a hand on his head. Her signals were mixed and indicated she had a battle going on in her mind and body. She held his face to her vagina tenderly, stroking his scalp to urge him onwards, but at the same time emphasizing how wrong it was. “Ohhh…Jimmy…! This is not right. Mmmm…mm…! Mmmm…! We should not…Oh my God, yes please eat your teacher, yes, yes, Jimmy darling…oh, eat me… Oh…eat me…Oh, yes god please eat my pussy!”

Shannon was shaking uncontrollably from her orgasm. Jimmy plowed on, spreading her tender vaginal lips apart using two fingers. He soothingly massaged his tongue over every inch of her supple skin he could find there. Shannon began breathing harder and harder. Jimmy savored his teacher’s flavor as he dove more and more deeply into her wet cavity with his tongue.

With each pass his tongue made on and inside her feminine entrance and every moan he heard her make, Jimmy could feel his own cock getting harder and harder again. The passion with which she enjoyed his intimate treatment to her body was reflected back to Jimmy, driving him to crave his own fulfillment again.

Shannon was panting shallowly through her clenched teeth now. “Oh, Jimmy…! Oh…that feels so fucking good…!” she praised him. “Please go for my clit, Jimmy… Mmmm…Oh, please find my clit and go for it, Jimmy…!”

With his Teacher writhing in front of him as he pleasured her, he decided his own pleasure could wait for now. The porn site said this was about her pleasure for right now. This intense emotional bond was for her sexual pleasure. He kept on, licking and driving his Teacher mad with stimulation and pleasure, and searched for the spot she desperately yearned for him to find.

Moving slightly up her wet and tender slit, Jimmy searched with his tongue inside her feminine folds, and then, he found it. The stiff little crucial point peeked out of its hood just enough for him to close his lips around it. Once inside his mouth he could feel the bud poking through his lips, and he attacked it first with his nose and then his tongue. Back and forth he flicked, round and round he spun his tongue, driving his young teacher wild.

“That’s it, Jimmy…ohhh! Oooh god…right there…right there!” she groaned, her passion burning anew. “That’s it…! Ohhh my God…that’s it…! Eat your lecherous teacher’s pussy Jimmy…! Mmmm…!” She grabbed his head with both her hands, holding him tightly against her burning wet pussy. “So good…! Feels…so fucking good…!”

Jimmy didn’t let up. Underneath his sensual efforts, his teacher shook and trembled. Her muscles started to tense uncontrollably. Jimmy knew it wouldn’t be long. He had seen this many times on his Dad’s porn site. She was on the brink of her first major orgasm. He was right where he needed to be, right where the porn site said he should be. He began massaging just the right places with his tongue – eating out his Teacher with all the lust he had for her.

“Jimmy…! Mmmgh…that’s it, Sweetheart…! Right…THERE…!” she wailed quietly into the empty classroom. “Oh, Jimmy…! Oh, my sweet darling Jimmy…! Oh, I’m cumming, Jimmy…! Yes…YES! Oooh…! You are making Miss Shannon cum, Jimmy…Oh God I’m CUMMING againnnn…!!”

His Teacher’s body vibrated and convulsed as she pushed her hot, trickling pussy into his face. Jimmy kept working his tongue and lips on her precious treasure, applying what the porn site called “puppy dog licks.” He wanted to please her for as long as he possibly could. She squirmed and moaned in her desk. He was only too happy to give her more of what she needed and sought. Just like it said on his Dad’s porn site her satisfaction was more important at this point than his own.

As her muscles finally relaxed, Jimmy released his mouth’s grip on her tender knob. He gave her one last soft tender kiss between her legs; which made her twitch again before backing Maltepe Escort up a couple inches and gazing at her serene face. His teacher’s sparkling blue eyes were filled with tears, wonder and amazement. They both just smiled at one another. Jimmy had unleashed some deep lustful desires she had been suppressing ever since her fiancé left for his deployment overseas. She no longer had the strength, or the desire to fight it anymore. She was determined to keep this young boy, with his magical tongue and sexual skills in her life forever.

“Oh my God, Jimmy. Where did you learn to do that? I have never orgasm so hard in my entire life.”

“I learned it on my Dad’s porn site. I watched how the men on that site made the women scream with delight. It looked like they both enjoyed it very much.”

This was the first time Jimmy had ever engaged in real sex. Up until now he had only watched it on the computer and masturbated.

“Jimmy, do you think your Mother will let you come over to my house while I give you special help with your homework?”

“I’m sure she will, Miss ‘H’. She is always telling me that she wants me to do really well in school.”

“I will send a note home with you, Jimmy. Please give it to your Mother. I think we should start your tutoring immediately; maybe tomorrow afternoon.”

Shannon lived in a two story condo about a mile from Jimmy’s home. When one enters her condo on the ground floor, they find a large living room with a nice sitting room just off the kitchen. There is a small eating area between the sitting room and the kitchen. She had a half bath on the ground floor and a full bath with shower in the master bedroom on the second floor.

That first day of tutoring, Jimmy rode his bicycle to Miss Shannon’s condo. She greeted him at the front door wearing a white polo shirt with no bra, and tight khaki cotton short shorts with no panties. Jimmy got an immediate erection as soon as he walked in and saw how she was dressed. He was reasonably sure why he was there in the privacy of her condo. Miss Shannon promptly noticed his bulge and smiled. Jimmy blushed and tried to hide it with his book bag.

Shannon directed Jimmy to a comfy sofa in the sitting area and told him they would conduct their work on the sofa. Jimmy dropped his book bag on the floor and settled in the center of the sofa. The first few minutes were awkward for them both. They both knew why he was there alone with her in her personal residence. He timidly glanced at her as if he wanted to say something, but remained silent. Shannon’s heart raced and her pussy got really wet while she tried to consider the best way to instigate what she really sought after. Shannon took a deep gulp of air and offered him a cool drink. She told him his options were water or coke. He declined both.

There was another brief pause as Shannon gathered her courage and decided to be as audacious as Jimmy had been the day before when he, with no forewarning, went down on her and gave her the most incredible orgasm of her life. She reached over and unzipped his pants and pulled them down to his knees. He swallowed hard and let out a profound apprehensive moan. She was acting like the women on the porn site and he liked it. She slipped her lips around his already hard cock and took it deep into her throat. Jimmy had never had a blowjob before now. It didn’t take him long to propel his thick heavy load down her throat. She swallowed every drop of his young teenage juices without once gagging. Jimmy broke out into a sweat and fell back on the sofa. His head began spinning and he couldn’t believe how magnificent his first blowjob had been.

Shannon then stood up and slipped off her white top and short shorts and said, “Well if you don’t want anything to drink, perhaps you would like something to eat.”

Jimmy’s eyes lit up and a huge smile broaden across his young teenage face.

“Yes ma’am!”

Miss Shannon lay back on the sofa, closed her eyes and spread her legs to him. He stripped off his clothes and dropped down on his knees and began doing what he does best. What his favorite porn site had taught him to do. He leaned forward and kissed her tenderly on her on her belly button. She cooed as he began stroking her breast with his tongue. She pushed her vagina closer to him and urged him to make her feel as she did yesterday. The porn site recommended he tease her and drag out the contact with her pussy. She was supposed to beg for his tongue to make contact. She closed her eyes while he toyed with her nipples. He began to tease and kiss his way down her body. He took his time kissing and licking on her neck, nibbling on her ears and telling her how much he loved making her cum. She blushed as she felt herself getting incredibly wet. He continued down, leisurely licking every inch of her breasts. He teased each nipple for what seemed like forever. Finally, with encouragement from Shannon’s forceful push on the back of his head, he engulfed as much of her C-cup tits, one at a time. He wanted to suck in as much of her tit as he possibly could. He paid particular attention to her nipples; licking, sucking and lightly biting. Her breathing was getting heavier, with short shallow bursts; her moans were getting louder with anticipation. She was so wet it made a puddle on the sofa beneath her. Shannon’s wetness didn’t go unnoticed by Jimmy. He was enjoying her response and it caused his cock to become even harder.

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The first time I met Penny I think she insulted me. Not in the direct manner that carries with it the delight of juxtaposing yourself strictly against someone about something, but more as an off-handed and entitled slight that makes you realize that someone’s just a thoughtless and bad person. Fact of the matter is that I don’t especially remember what it was she said or what it was about but it did stick enough in my brain as an embryonic point for why I should dislike her.

Which was fine with me, and probably something I’d almost expected to occur after what little I had heard about her from others. All in all the stories about her being a spoiled little cunt who constantly touted her forthcoming success to anyone in the industry who would listen seemed right in line on that Saturday afternoon I was being pimped onto her by a buddy of mine that was her landlord.

Dan, the landlord was an alright guy, and we’d known each other for years. He managed the property where I had my studio where I’d been a model tenant for years. I lived a spartan existence there; I slept on the couch in the editing suite, showered at the gym and in return Don essentially had someone on the premises at all hours for security purposes. It worked out well until someone took exception and Don was served with a zoning fine and informed me I needed to find my own place. Of course, pairing me with Penny worked out for him; at least he’d get half the rent for the place. Knowing Dan all he was getting for Penny’s rent was laid now and again.

Working as an editor with my own studio right in the Valley made me a commodity. I was an independent which meant that most of the major smutcutter outfits wanted nothing to do with me. Usually, that is, until something went horribly wrong with their existing editor and they needed a major fuck-up fixed or a deadline was approaching and they had to have something ready in under 36 hours to send for a final pressing. And, of course, the inevitable amateur footage that would trickle in from those looking to get a start in the business and wanted a demo reel cut.

The first few weeks I ran into Penny at the apartment a total of twice. Both times I was in the middle of a late night edit and needed to take a break and grab a quick shower before a client came down in the morning. Both times she’d gotten up because she heard someone come in and both times responded with “Oh….it’s you…I guess you live here” and went back to whatever it was she was doing.

I decided to try and be friendly, or at least social, one night. I even went as far as buying something better than wine in a box and planned to kick back on the patio and attempt to be communal. I thought it might at least lessen the tension in the apartment that was, no doubt, the result of having my living situation pushed onto her. Instead I was rewarded with her coming in with a semi-well known Producer and a three-hour session of loud sex from her room.

After a span of a month or so we ran into each other during the daytime. She’d gotten her new breasts and was making the effort to roam around the apartment and make them look natural. They were huge…but looked good. I tried to make small talk and ask what Doctor had done them but she was more interested in seeing how much she could show them off. Rather than tell her how many fake tits I’d seen in my life and how little of an effect it had on me I decided to cut the conversation short and head back to work.

A few weeks later I got a call in the office. I’d been awake for a few days working on some last-minute edits that had been savagely fucked up by a “professional” that one of the major houses had recently hired. It was my job to do the unfucking-up of them and I was just about complete when the phone rang and a rush job was proposed to me. I really needed the sleep, but for the cash they were offering I was hard-pressed to turn it down.

The tapes arrived an hour later as I was burning the master to a DVD and making a pot of coffee. I set them to digitize as I went out to get something to eat. When I came back in I stuck my head in the digitizing closet to make sure everything was going okay. I did a double-take when I noticed on one of the monitors that the actress taking a load right onto her chin was Penny.

I had to stop and stare for a second. In between trying to avoid her at all costs at the apartment and being preoccupied with work I never quite put together how well-made for porn she was. Some actresses just have a knack for bringing out the inner-lust in men. They know the camera, what is sees of them, and how to make it work for them. They know their bodies well enough and the little things that we as men latch onto and just fixate upon. She somehow had this down well ahead of many others at comparable points in her career, or even further along..

In the sequence she was doing a reverse-cowgirl anal. Her thighs were angled perfectly to just show the barely sinewy muscle-tone of her legs and hips. Kartal escort Her abs remained tight without looking too muscular and there wasn’t a single roll of extra flesh when she leaned forward. Not a single tan-line on her body not a single peice of hair below her neck, yet somehow the light tan contrast worked with her auburn-streaked hair and blue eyes. Generally blondes rule in the valley, but somehow the contrast was enough to make her the ruling majority but also be the underdog. She spun and dropped to her knees. Her tiny hand pulled at a cock she could barely get it around as she rubbed the organ against her glazed cheek. The sheen of her light sweat and matted hair worked perfectly; she looked hard at work but enjoying every minute of it. And right in the middle of it all were her perfect fake breasts looking all but ignored by the two significantly-hung males currently mauling her.

She took anal like a champ and when her second compatriot finally popped deep inside her she rose to her feet and bent almost totally in half as semen slowly dripped out of her hairless asshole and down her leg. With her head laying almost to her knee she reached around and ran her finger up the line of descending fluid and brought it to her waiting lips. She had the accuracy down enough to make it seamless; no fumbling or using the palm of her hand; she knew where it was and that a single demure finger would be enough for her to grab it to get the job done.

For the first time in a long time I was totally erect and rubbing myself. Seconds later after the slate dropped her true colors emerged as she screamed at someone for a towel and her water. I had to laugh; she had the fantasy down cold. She could do well in this town.

The edit went on longer than I thought. A multi-day project I had scheduled got bumped and I had to knock a bill off of it. Amateurs are pushovers for a lower price when they make their demo-reels. Sometime in the early morning I’d finished up. The Director had assembled a decent set of notes and I was thankful to be done with all three scenes by 8 AM and gone back and done alternate angles for them ahead of schedule. By 11 the whole thing was in the bag.

My body was headed for the couch when the courier arrived. I sent him off and decided since I had a few days of down time to head home and see what my bed looked like.

When I came in the door Penny was just getting up. As had been her uniform since the new boobs all she typically wore was a G-string. This morning it was also complimented with a slightly disheveled look. I noted that this disheveled look was a little more organic than her freshly-fucked look I had just edited from 4 different angles. As I made myself some eggs she put together some coffee. The silence in the hosue was deafening. Apparently early morning is the one time of day she doesn’t say a word and then proceeds to spend the rest of the day making up for it.

There was no way I could just let it hang there. As she sat at the edge of the counter with her breasts barely touching the cold marble I broke the silence.

“I edited something you were in last night.”

She slurped her coffee.

“How’d I look?” she asked.

“Decent….” I replied.

More silence.

“Actually, you looked really good. I’m not sure who you did the scene for but you managed to work the camera exceptionally well and have a great knowledge of your body and how it looks in different positions.”

I flipped my eggs. A small glimmer of her vanity shone through.

“Well, it is my body after all….”

I smiled. Even before coffee her arrogance couldn’t be repressed.

“My ass hurt for days after that” she said with a little smile behind the coffee mug.

“I’d say you’d have been in the industry too long if it did’t” I replied.

She hid her smile again.

“The swelling finally went down yesterday. But I think it’s still a little red.”

The comment hung in the air until I finally bit.

“If you want me to look at it…”

It was quiet for a second, almost as if she was in the process of making the decision.

“…it’s not like I don’t see naked asses every day at work.”

She closed her eyes and breathed in deep as she slid off of the barstool. Her breasts bounced in the unnatural way that fake ones do as she came around the corner and stood in front of me. She spun around and wiggled her G-string down to her knees and off of her ankle as she bent over in front of me. Her forehead was against her knees when she coughed lightly and shook me out of my visual disbelief.

I looked down at her gorgeous ass and it ocurred to me, for the first time, in person mind you, how amazingly great her body was. Her proportions were perfect, skin tone consistent and I could tell she had worked out in a manner so that it didn’t give away how concerned about her body that she was. I’d spent so many years looking at women that won the genetic lottery and were willing to starve Kurtköy Escort themselves and work out to excess to attain and maintain a certain figure. And she managed to have all of it without the little areas of imperfection which comes from trying too hard.

Another light cough and my gaze started to fix on her anus. I glanced over it and ascertained the redness wasn’t that prominent.

“Oh come on…really look at it.”

By the tone of her voice I knew she was playing it up.

Unfortunately I was too tired to walk away and was remembering too much from her performance to say no.

I placed my hand on either side of her ass and held her cheeks apart. Her anus was shaved totally clean; not even a single hint of hair was on or around it. Additionally although it looked like it had some minor stretching lately, by no means did it look work out or abused though. It was still tight and puckered and had a pinkness to it that can only come with being young and relatively unspoiled.

“Seriously…look at it…” she said.

I closed my eyes and knelt down. My face was inches from it as she gently flexed her sphincter muscles and made it wink at me. I started to laugh a bit when I realized that she was leaning back into me. I slowly felt my hands coming towards where my head was. By the time the two intersected I heard her hiss at me.

“Lick it.”

I laid my face against her soft cheeks and gently pushed my tongue out and ran it over the tiny nub.

“Come on…really lick it.”

Once again my tongue extended out and repeated the back and forth motion as I heard her gently hiss in approval. Seconds later my lips pushed forward and I engulfed the area with a ferocity.

“That’s it baby….”

After a few seconds she slowly let her bare feet slide sideways across the linoleum and come to rest against either side of the narrow kitchen alleyway. She dropped her hands to the floor and slowly pushed her torso back exposing her bare pussy to me.

“Come on….suck me” she hissed.

With her perfect ass right in front of me I leaned forward and dove in. Her pussy smelled pungent but still sexy, the way it does for every woman first thing in the morning. She may very well have smelled like she’d had sex already but I no longer cared as I dove in and tried to pin her clit between my tongue and top teeth.

She moaned again as I varied my technique and ran the tip of my tongue down her folds. After a few more licks I could gently feel where her clit was hiding. With it between my lips I sucked and nibbled with an intensity. I used my hands to push her forward more so I could have better access to her. Finally it had emerged enough for me to be able to vary techniques and she was moaning along with my movements.

My knees were geting tired and I had a suspicion that this might take awhile so I gently slid my legs underneath her and wrapped my arms around her hips to keep me upright. Her hands found my shins and ankles and used them to further present herself to me.

When she finally came I could feel my saliva and her juices all over my chin as well as see our mixture gloss over her perfect pussy. She was much quieter than her performance that I’d seen earlier that morning, but I think she came much harder.

She pushed her legs back and collapsed on top of me. I was exhausted before I had walked in the door. Now I had the overwhelming need to cum before I went to sleep or my head was going to explode. As Pennys breathing started to return to normal I could feel my eyelids getting heavy. It looked like sleep was going to win out if I didn’t do something soon.

Penny got up and helped me to my feet. I leaned against the counter briefly as I got my balance and she started undressing me. She put my arm over her shoudler and we made our way down the hallway, bouncing off of the walls a few times, and into my bedroom.

By the time I hit the bed it was taking all of the effort I had to keep my eyes open. I sensed Penny as she laid down next to me and felt her lips upon mine. She was more gentle and calming than anything. I half suspect she was checking to see if I was still awake! A few seconds later I felt her slide against me and her legs wedge between mine. Lying prone on my side I managed to muster a tired smile as I felt her mouth engulf my member. I moaned a bit and let my head drop back as I felt my cock gently bump into the back of her throat and then slowly make its way down into it. When I felt her forehead flush against my stomach I knew this was something I had to see.

In porn, deep-throating is a bit of a lost art. Unfortunately the starlets that can do it seem to always get paired with directors that have no concept of how to shoot it or the dramatic subtleties that can be had from it. As I looked down at Penny all I was able to see was the top of her head, eyes towards mine as she extended a free hand and ran it over my chest. Slowly she moved her head back and I watched a Maltepe Escort third of my cock emerge slowly. She stopped for a second and gently reversed the motion. I could feel her throat become tense around my member while her tongue gently and rhythmically worked the underside.

Penny bottomed out on me again and became still. I could hear her breathing through her nose as she locked her lips flush against my pubic area. Her tongue kept flicking the underside of my shaft as she built-up the pressure in the vacuum she’d created with her lips. It was like my entire cock was being squeezed equally from all directions. Her fingers gently wrapped around my scrotum and I knew I wouldn’t take long. Gently her tongue reached deeper towards the base of my cock and stroked with an almost eerie calmness. She knew she was looking for some particular spot and would know it when she found it, which she did, quite quickly I might add.

I wrapped my fingers in her hair and came. Hard. She had locked on to me and her only movements were the result of my own spasms from coming. I could barely hear her swallow my load but could gently feel the pressure on the head of my cock as it sat lodged in her throat. I let out a deep sigh as I let myself slowly drift off to sleep. I sensed her body against mine again and felt the warmth of the comforter being pulled over my body with her spooning next to me.

I felt exhausted, physically, mentally and sexually. But with a warm body next to me somehow it was a comforting sensation, something I hadn’t felt in a long long time.

When I woke hours later she was still next to me. When my eyes opened and I realized who it was next to me I kind of flinched.

“I was wondering when you were going to wake up” she said as she extended her arm above her head and stretched.

I could feel my semi-erect cock propped against her ass as she let out a yawn. She reached her free hand behind my head and craned her head around to plant a kiss I never would of expected on my lips.

Still in a state of shock it took me a second to kiss back.

“What’s the matter…did not all of it get down my throat?”

She smiled and let the comment hang in the air like she was waiting for me to remember and acknowledge what had happened.

I smiled a bit and she kissed me again.

“I’ll go make us coffee.”

As she got out of bed I admired her figure. She stretched and I watched the arch in the small of her back and spine as it led to her perfectly shaped ass. She looked back and smiled at me as she walked out of the room, not even taking the split-second to think about whether she needed to put anything on.

I laid back on the bed and fell back to sleep within seconds.

What seemed like a moment later she was back in bed next to me. She placed an oversized mug on my chest and my hand met hers as I reached for it. She leaned back around and grabbed the other cup off of the night stand. I watched her body as she made the maneuver and stared entranced at her feminine curves

She propped herself up on an elbow and put her mug next to mine.

We sat there quiet for the longest time sipping coffee before one of us talked.

“This is awkward..” was all I could come up with to break the silence that was punctuated by slurps of coffee.

“How’s that?” she said.

“I thought you hated me” was all I could come up with.

“I did…..well, I stll do.” she said.

I smiled and nodded.

“How’s that work?”

“Well, you were kind of forced on me. It’s been a long time that I’ve had situation I didn’t like or couldn’t control put on me like that. I’m not someone who is comfortable being in a situation where I’m seen as being helped out.”

She let the last sentence sit in the air for a second.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve had to rely on anyone for anything. When I first discovered I could get by on my own at age 19 I vowed I would never go back to needing anyones assistance, which was fine back in Indiana but now that I’m not such a big fish in a little pond I’ve felt a little vulnerable.”

“Indiana…eh?”

“I was wondering if you were going to pick up on that.”

There was silence for a minute as we both slurped coffee.

“Well, don’t let me stop you.”

She sighed.

“Okay, I started stripping at 19 as a dare with a few girlfriends one night when we lived in a house a few towns away from where I grew up. When I realized how much money I could make it became my full-time job. Soon both of my friends were doing it as well. One of them realized she could make a little more on the side bringing home clients now and again. Before too long the place was an all-out brothel and I packed up and left.”

“You were disgusted at them for having sex for money so you came out here to do porn?”

“No…I was disgusted at them for allowing themselves to do it for chump change.”

It was quiet for a second. If you’d only known Penny for a few minutes such a conclusion would of made total sense.

“But you just blew me for free.”

She smiled at me.

“Actually, I believe you made me look like a million bucks. For that I blew you.”

I nodded.

“You looked fantastic.” I said with a smile and a little laugh.

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AUTHOR’S NOTE: This fantasy story contains scenes of a married woman fantasizing about another man while seducing her husband into extramarital sex. If that’s not for you, feel free to move on.

This story can be read alone, but you might want to read parts 1 and 2 to get the setup.

*

Lisa stayed with Marci for over an hour after Josh left. They went through the folder, the hotel info, the clothing instructions and list of stores. Lisa walked her through several free websites with hot pictures, videos and stories that she could survey for ideas to help her convince Bob. She gave her advice on hair removal, told her what to do, and how to do it. Marci was naked beneath the robe she’d wrapped herself in. Several times while visiting sample websites she’d seen things that made her nipples harden and her pussy tingle and moisten. And once or twice Lisa had given her a look that had done the same.

Convinced she had a plan, Marci told her that she needed to get busy, and walked Lisa to the door. Before saying goodbye, Lisa reached into Marci’s robe and grasped a nipple between her fingers and thumb, pinched it hard, and pulled it as she spoke. “You’ve got it under control, right?” Marci nodded, her pussy twitching from the painful stimulation. “You’ll be there Saturday, right?” She twisted, harder. “And you’ll bring Bob, and he’ll be ready to fuck me?” Marci nodded again. “Say it.”

Marci could barely form words, distracted by the pain at her nipple. There were bolts of pleasure shooting through her, straight to her pussy. “Yes, I- I’ll be there, with Bob, and he’s going to fuck you,” she heard herself say. Lisa released her nipple, and she felt a twinge as blood rushed back into it.

“Good girl, Marci.” She kissed her on the cheek, then looked directly into her eyes. “I want you to put it in me. I want you to aim his cock as my pussy and push it in, so you see your husband’s cock fuck me. Can you do that?” She grinned. “Do you want that?”

“Y- Yes, yes I want to put Bob’s cock in your pussy.”

They stared at each other, Lisa grinning, Marci hesitant. “Okay, then, Marci, I will see you Saturday night.” Lisa turned and left.

Marci stood in the hallway and stared at the closed door. What have I done, she asked herself? How could this have happened to me, so suddenly? So completely? Alone now, she thought maybe it had been a dream, but the soreness in her nipple, the ache in her jaw from stretching her mouth around Josh’s magnificent cock, the scent of his cum in her nostrils reminded her that it was all too real. She fought back shame at how easily she’d been seduced, controlled, compelled to act. She couldn’t back out now; she’d committed, and if she didn’t get Bob to go along they would send him the video, and they would post it on the internet where the whole world would see her confessing how much she wanted Josh’s cock, what she would do to get it.

She steeled herself. She WOULD get it, she would do whatever it took to get it. I will have that beautiful brutal monster inside me. She took a deep breath and shook off her indecision. Better get started, she told herself, you have three days to get Bob up for this, and you’re starting from square one. Unlike me, his sex life as of right now is exactly the same as it was yesterday, she thought, heading back to get dressed for the second time. Only his shameless horny wife sucked another man’s cock and had sex with another woman, including sucking cum from her cunt. She shook her head. I couldn’t just kiss another man and feel guilty, like a normal cheating wife, no, I had to completely lose myself! Dressed, she sat at the kitchen for a minute to plan her day.

What approach to take with Bob? Can’t just ask him, hey, want to fuck this woman I met so I can have some giant cock, can I? No, I’ll have to seduce him into it, but I only have three days. She stood. Three days to take him from regular sex to a level of depravity I didn’t dream existed when I woke up this morning. “You can think about it in the car,” she said out loud to herself. “You’ve only got three days, and you’d better get busy.”

While driving she called Bob on his cell. “I made plans for Saturday night,” she said when he answered.

“Great,” he said, “What are we doing?”

Fucking other people in front of each other, she thought. “We’re meeting my friend Lisa and her husband.”

“I don’t think I know Lisa, do I?”

“Maybe not, I met her at the gym,” she lied. “She’s nice, funny, you’ll like her. I think she’s a little younger than us.” And I licked her pussy today.

“Not too young, I hope,” he laughed.

“Relax, she’s really nice. She’s pretty, too, maybe prettier than me,” she teased. And a little wilder too. I hope you want to fuck her.

“I’m sure she’s not prettier than you, honey. Not to me.”

“You’re sweet.” But please, please, please fuck her anyway. “I only met her husband once,” at least that wasn’t a lie, “and he seemed nice too, we should have fun.” I’ll have fun when his giant cock is splitting my cunt wide open and turning it Kartal escort to jelly.

“All right, I’ll see you later. Should be home around seven.”

“Okay, don’t be late.” She put on her teasing voice. “I’ll have a surprise for you.”

A few hours later she was back home, and glanced at the clock. Bob will be home around seven, she thought, I have about 5 hours. She headed for the bathroom. For the next hour she applied both razor and depilatory cream to eliminate all hair from the top of her butt crack to her navel, leaving only a tightly trimmed triangle that ended a half inch above her clit. Lisa had shown her pictures on the internet, styles from Barbie dolls to landing strips. Having touched Lisa’s, she now wanted to touch her own, but settled for rinsing vigorously under the tub faucet, allowing the water to bounce off her clit, making her squirm. But she stopped herself from cumming; she wanted to wait, to be so horny for Bob tonight. She had to take it to another level tonight, and make sure he came along for the ride. She wrapped herself in a robe, naked underneath.

She went back to one of the websites that Lisa had shown her, and checked out video clips, looking for wild things that she could tell him she liked, that would amaze and arouse Bob, but not shock him. She saved a few of the clips. If tonight went the way she planned, she’d watch some of them with Bob, while they fooled around. She could use them to steer the conversation. She picked some straight amateurs fucking and sucking, a few threesomes. A guy with two women, a woman with two guys. Some lesbian clips. Then the ones she wanted. Two couples switching partners. A man watching his wife get fucked by another man. A woman who gets her friend to fuck her husband. And lastly, a few videos of guys with giant cocks, getting them sucked and fucked.

By this time it was getting late. She made a salad for dinner, and then went upstairs to dress. She put on some light pants without panties (might as well get used to it, she thought) and print blouse. She wore the bra because she didn’t want to be too obvious right away. As it was she was so nervous she thought she might throw up, not because of the sex, but because she needed to seduce Bob out of their old life and into the new one she had chosen for them. What if he balked? What if he was disgusted by her lust, and horrified that she wanted them to share themselves with others? He might go along with the fantasy, but would he go along with the real thing? Would he walk out? Thoughts of separation, abandonment and divorce flashed through her head, and a wave of panic swept her off her feet. She sat shakily on the bed as her knees trembled and gave out.

Concentrate, you silly girl, you’re acting like a teenager about to give up her virginity. She thought back to this morning, when she was a confident, capable and in-control woman, who took no bullshit and made things happen for herself. Well, she reminded herself, like Lisa had told her, you are still that woman, one who gets what she wants. The only difference is that now you want the giant cock of a man who is not your husband. She took several deep breaths, calmed her nerves. She considered a stiff drink, but discarded the idea. She’d need her wits about her.

Instead she went to the full-length dressing mirror and practiced opening her pants to reveal her shaved pussy. She’d considered a dress, but it was too unusual for a weeknight. She’d selected dress pants instead of jeans because they were lighter, and once opened, would drop off her hips, and not need to be pulled down. She tried it several times, found a slight shake of her hips helped them slip off.

With only minutes to go until Bob arrived home, she re-dressed, went to the kitchen and poured him a glass of wine, and set the table for dinner. This will work, she told herself. It must work, it has to! She pleaded with herself. And finally, resolved, I will make it work, not matter what. I’ll do whatever it takes. But I will have Josh’s beautiful cock, and Bob will want it for me.

She started when she heard the car door, and moved quickly to greet him as he came inside. She kissed him, lightly, just a little more intimately than usual, so he’d know something was coming after dinner. He’d never guess what’s coming, not in a million years.

They chatted over dinner. He talked about his day; she deflected questions about hers. He drank his wine; she struggled not to appear too jittery, but he grinned at her over-compensated anxiousness. He knew something was up, she could see it on his face. “I can’t fake it, I tried,” she confessed. “I have a surprise for you after dinner.”

“No kidding? Really,” he joked. “I couldn’t tell.” He was grinning from ear to ear. “You look like you’re going to split wide open.”

If everything works out you’ll see that happen on Saturday, she thought, and her pussy moistened. She hoped she wouldn’t show a wet spot on her pants. “I know, it’s obvious, right?” She hoped he’d be excited when she started steering his desire Kurtköy Escort with the videos. “Soon as you’re done, come into the den,” she said, in a casual seduction. “I’ll be waiting for you.”

She had selected the den instead of the living room or bedroom because that’s where the computer was. If her plan went correctly they’d be watching porn clips together within the hour. He went to sit on the sofa, but she moved him to the loveseat; it faced the twenty-two inch monitor. She gave him a new glass of wine.

“Okay,” she started, standing in front of him, her back to the computer desk, prepping her rehearsed story, “today, I was shopping online, not really buying anything, just looking, you know,” she assured him with her prepared story. “I got the idea to look for some sexy lingerie after checking out the Victoria Secret ads, and I did a search for sexy lingerie.” His eyebrows raised. “Right. I got more than I expected. Usually I just ignore them, you know? But then I saw a website that I had heard some of the ladies discussing in the gym, you know?” She paused, staying alert for a negative reaction. “So,” she continued, in a conspiratorial tone, just the way Lisa had advised, “I clicked on it. I figured, hey, who knows, right?” She took a deep breath. “Well, let me tell you, at first I was shocked, because, you know, some of the things they had were, you know …” He was grinning at her.”What?”

“Yes, I know. I’ve seen porn, honey, I’m just amazed that you haven’t.”

“Well, ordinarily, I wouldn’t watch, you know that, but that’s because some of it is a little extreme, you know. Like that time we watched that movie and everyone was spitting on each other? That was not sexy.” She paused, took a breath. Moment of truth time. Would he believe she liked these? She’d been careful to pick some good starters. “I clicked on the movie clips, and looked at some.” She blushed, she really was embarrassed. She shifted her weight nervously from one foot to the other. “And I have to admit, that I found some that were pretty sexy, pretty hot.” He seemed to be interested, that was good. He sipped his wine trying to act nonchalant. “So I watched a couple, you know, just regular sex, nothing crazy. I found some where regular people film themselves, too, you know, like homemade sex tapes.” She lowered her voice a little. “And I got a little excited,” she paused, “and I looked at more.” She lowered her eyes, and resumed her half-lie. “Then I found some more kinky ones, like blowjobs, and facials, and they weren’t gross, they were exciting,” she added, excitement creeping into her voice. He was hanging on every word now. “So I kept going, and looking at wilder and wilder ones, and I got so excited,” she paused, “I played with myself!”

His mouth dropped open and his eyes popped, but saying nothing, she knew she had him going. “I know, I felt so dirty, but I was so turned on, she lied. “I was rubbing myself through my pants, and then I opened them.” She paused. “And then I realized something.” She paused, and her hands drifted to the clasp of her pants, and she opened it as she continued. “Almost all the women, even the real ones, had their pussies shaved.” She opened the clasp and pulled down the zipper, and did the little hip shake, and her pants dropped, just like she’d practiced. “So I shaved mine,” she said, unnecessarily. She stood, pants in a pile at her ankles, her short shirt ending just below her navel. She watched his face, his gaze riveted at the space between her legs, staring. She waited, then asked, “What do you think?”

“Holy shit,” he finally managed, “I love it!” he looked up at her. “That’s so hot!” He looked back down, then up, then down again. “That is so sexy.” He put down his wine, reached for her, but she stopped him.

“Not yet, hot stuff,” she warned. “I’ll let you touch it, but before we get busy I want to do something with you.” She stepped closer to him, stepping out of her slacks, and stood with her legs apart a little. “Go ahead, you can touch, but only a little.”

His hand moved slowly, palm up, and she watched as he slipped it between her thighs, lifting it to gently stroke the smooth hairless labia, then press into her, feeling her entire crotch, groaning lightly as he caressed her. Her pussy reacted to his touch and she felt her moisture increase, her lips holding it inside her. “Feels good, right?” she asked, and he agreed with a moan, moving his fingers across the smooth skin. “It feels incredible. Wonderful. So sexy,” she said. “It feels delicious.”

“I- I-,” he stammered, “I can’t believe it.” She pulled his hand away, and he resisted. “Please,” he said, “a little more. Damn I want to fuck you right now.”

She moved his hand firmly but gently. “Soon,” she told him, “I’ll let you feel it, and then you can lick it.” His eyes shot up. “And then you can fuck me. But first,” she told him, “we’re going to watch some videos.” She smiled at him, unbuttoning her shirt. “I want you to be as hot as I was this afternoon,” she told him, dropping her shirt and reaching behind Maltepe Escort her back for the bra clasp. “Go get a chair from the kitchen, and I’ll show you what made me so hot today.”

He leaped from the chair and was back in a flash. She sat in the leather desk chair and scooted it to the side, making room for him. She reached for the mouse and opened the browser, and went to her favorites. She saw the bulge in his pants as he sat and adjusted himself. Nice, she thought. It’s working. “I saved some of the hot ones.”

She started on of the tame ones, an amateur couple filming themselves. As the video showed her sucking his cock, she put a hand on his leg. “You like that?” The woman on the screen worked her tongue around the head of her man’s dick. “You want me to suck your dick like that?” He turned, looked at her.

“Where is this dirty talk coming from?” he asked. “You don’t usually talk at all.” He grinned, adding, “Now you’re not just talking, you’re being very, uh-m, bold.”

“I learned it from the internet,” she teased, “from the videos. It turned me on, hearing them talk dirty to each other, saying nasty things.” On the screen the woman was on her back now, while the man fucked her, up on his knees, her legs pulled up and wide. “O-oo, look at the way he’s giving it to her. That’s hot.” She stood, went behind him, and reached down to unbutton his shirt. “Will you do me like that? Hold my legs open to see my shaved pussy?” She took off his shirt, pulled his tee shirt up over his head, and ran her hands down his chest, whispered into his ear. “You want to see your dick fucking my shaved pussy, baby?” She was pretending at first, but his reactions made her enjoy it.

“Fuck, yeah, baby,” he replied, softly, “I want to see my dick fucking your sexy shaved pussy.”

“Look at her, see how much she’s enjoying that dick,” she continued. “Look at her tits, aren’t they nice?” She pressed hers into his shoulders as she spoke.

“Not as nice as yours.”

“M-mm, you’re so sweet.” The screen couple had moved, and he was doing her doggy style. The woman moaned and her tits waved back and forth as she took a pounding. “Oh, yeah, look at her, she loves it, she’s so hot. Do you think she’s hot, Bob?”

“She’s hot, baby, hot for that dick that’s fucking her.”

“Are you going to give it to me like that? I want to feel what she feels. I want to get fucked like her.”

Bob made to move, but Marci pulled away. “Not yet, baby, we’re only getting started.” She moved from behind him as the woman came, crying out. Marci went back to her seat, put her hand on his leg. She crept it up to his crotch as the woman on screen positioned herself on front of the man’s hard cock, and opened her mouth. “Watch this, it’s so nasty.” The camera framed her face as the dick spewed it’s load into her mouth and face, and she smiled for the camera, strings of white slime striping her. “Do you want to do that to me, Bob?” she cooed, and rubbed his hardness through his pants. “Do you want to shoot your hot cum in my face?”

Bob turned to her in wonder as the video ended. “You like that? You want me to cum in your face?” She wondered if she’d gone too far, too fast. He grinned at her like a man possessed. “I’d fucking love it!”

“You wanna see another one?”

They watched a short blowjob video, and she commented on the man’s cock. It ended with the woman taking the entire load into her open mouth, then swallowing it. Then another one where the woman let the guy shoot in her mouth as she sucked, and let the cum drip out. Bob groaned at that one.

“Oh, you want to cum in my mouth?” She leaned to him, pointed at woman on the screen. She lowered her voice to a hoarse whisper. “Or do you want HER to suck your dick, and cum in HER mouth?” She squeezed his bulge. “She can suck you, and I’ll suck him, he has a nice cock,” she added.

“M-mm, yeah, you want to suck his dick?” Bob asked her. “You want him to cum on your face?”

“Oh, yeah, baby, I want you to watch me suck his dick, and take his cum on my face and in my mouth while she blows you and swallows your hot cum!” In the past, they had occasionally discussed people they’d seen, and teased each other about whether those people were hot, whether they would do them. But it was mostly innocent, playful teasing. This talk today was more than just a step ahead of that talk; it was miles ahead, uncharted territory. She had to be careful not to push too far on the first try, and scare Bob. No, she thought, we don’t want him thinking that the naked woman grabbing his bulge is a different woman from the one he kissed goodbye this morning. Because she is, and he can’t know it yet. The video ended. She considered something even more spicy, but started another oral video while she considered.

This one began with a woman spreading her legs, and a guy licking her wet gash and clit. “What do you think, Bob?” she asked. “Is hers nicer than mine? Would you like to get your tongue busy inside there? Would you do to me what he’s doing to her?” Bob squirmed in his seat, and Marci tweaked his nipple, making him groan. On screen the man moved to the side, and a woman took his place, licking the wet open cunt on the screen. The camera pulled back to show the man kneeling next to the woman getting licked, feeding his cock into her mouth.

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As they rode along the on a late summers evening on a bicycle made for two he couldn’t help but notice the sensual sway of her hips above her saddle as she rode in front of him in her slightly impractical summer skirt tightly hugging her bum showing its well defined outline in the summer sun. Although she didn’t know it the bottom of her knickers could be seen with each rotation of the pedals as she raised herself so did her skirt. He could see the beads of sweat running down her back and felt a surging within him. He suggested they stopped to rest in a quiet country lay-by for a rest and a drink.

They laid out a picnic blanket and lay in the sun snuggling. After a few minutes of playful touching the summer heat and the urges brought on by the smell of her clean sweat took over.

He reached for her waist and drew her near and their legs entwined. He ran his hands from her waist down over her rounded pert little bum and felt himself rise against her soft skin. He looked at her and smiled and he ran his hands up her smooth thighs across the top of her white stockings to the hem of her tight slightly damp panties moistened with her sweat and natural wetness. Bostancı Escort As he breathed in her scent mixed with that of the summer blossom and pollen on the breeze she raised her legs and spread them slightly he lifted her underwear from underneath her bottom, up over her ankles and away onto the picnic blanket. Giving him a full view of her cute little clit and wetness glistening with sweat and arousal.

He lowered himself kissing from her inner thigh rising up to her wetness, licking from the top slowly to the bottom where she dripped on to the blanket. Savouring her taste as she bucked against his lips she moaned softly, she clawed his back lustily as waves of warm pleasure ran through her, and out of her.

He removed his belt and his trousers, already topless due to the warm day her rose to his knees and took hold of the bottle of champagne that had been opened when they arrived. He passed it to her and she took a mouthful rather than swallowing the coolness she sprayed it all over the pair of them, as the cool rush hit them he kissed form her neck down over her chest loosening her shoulder straps exposing her smooth breasts and Erenköy Escort pierced nipples taking each into his mouth alternately as he ran his fingers across the folds of her opening rotating his thumb about her clit and gently inserting one finger simultaneously.

She gasped softly and pulled him to her as she laid back fully spreading herself he lowered himself into her, she moaned with shock, she’d expected it to be as it was but it had been a month or so since their last rendezvous and she hadn’t touched herself in days so she was a little tight. He went gently but could not hold back and filled her with his manhood as she bucked with the electricity of the moment. They ground against each other in the throes of passion her breasts bouncing gently with each stroke. She expected him to finish soon but her did not he pulled himself from within her, she took him into her mouth tasting herself and him mingled with the heat and arousal. Her tongue ran the length of his shaft bringing him into a state of almost trance like pleasure. He looked down and watched her beautiful lips around him, up and down over his length.

He gently took her Göztepe Escort by the chin and raised her up; they knelt facing each other in the quiet spot near the tree. She looked and smiled and turned away from him reading his mind, her hands resting on the warm bark. He moved behind her running his hands across her smooth wet stomach and over her well defined chest and proud nipples. He pressed himself against her damp now dripping slit juices running down her thighs in a cascade of arousal. He entered her, from this angle she received his full manhood pushing into her in one gentle movement he was deep into her warmth. They again built up to a rhythm more frantic than the last, she breathed erratically and lustily small grunts of pleasure arose from her partner also.

She said she was close and her hips began to shake and her knees trembled she again smothered him lower torso in her wet arousal intensifying his pleasure also. He began to feel the uncontrollable rise from below and then realised there was no barrier between their individual sexes and in the heat of the moment they had forgotten such trivialities, he pulled from inside her and erupted over her behind spraying her back, ass and womanhood with his ecstasy. It ran down between her lips mixing with her own moisture pooling in a mess on the blanket. They both breathed out heavily and collapsed exhilarated and exhausted, falling gently asleep her cradled in his arms.

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I couldn’t believe we were going to do this….the line had been drawn, but it was drawn during a different time, under different circumstances. I bought the plane ticket, and I was on my to see you, finally. All through the flight down, images of your face filled my mind. I wanted this to be special, I wanted to do this for you.

I know that you’ve told me that you’d do anything sexually for me, but I wanted to make you feel loved first. I knew what I wanted to do, and I was sure as hell going to do it. The plane was on approach, and I took out the map that I bought at the airport just before I left. It had all of the local hotels marked on it, and I looked at the one that we chose. It was nice and close to the airport. I couldn’t wait.

I grabbed my carry-on and got off of the plane. I hurriedly made my way to the taxi stand and hailed a cab. Within ten minutes, I was at the hotel, staring at the entrance. This was it. The passion flowed through me like a raging river. My heart was beating like mad, and we hadn’t even met yet. I got out of the cab, and went to the elevator quickly. I checked on the room number that you gave me, just to be sure. As I waited for the elevator to bring me to you, I went over in my mind what I wanted to do. I wanted this to be so special for us so bad, you’ve no idea…..

The elevator stopped, and I slowly walked down the corridor until I saw the room number on the door. It matched the one that you gave me, and I knocked softly. I waited nervously for what seemed to be forever for you to answer the door, but was in reality only a few seconds. I can vividly remember my first glimpse of you through the crack Bostancı Escort in that door…you were sooo beautiful! Your big, beautiful eyes seemed to peer into my very soul, making my knees suddenly very weak. I couldn’t tear my eyes off of you…you were absolutely gorgeous. You were dressed in that black dress that we talked about so much…the black fishnet stockings, the black high heels……and you moved like the ocean; full of grace, but also full of power. You seemed kind of nervous (but not nearly as nervous as I was!) when I came over to you to hug you. We touched, and it seemed at that point that all life outside of our senses ceased to exist. I pulled you to me and held you close. I buried my face in your hair and gently kissed your head.

I knew that our moment was quickly approaching. It seemed funny that at our age, we both still felt like 16 year olds; finally left alone to explore our sexuality for the first time……..I took your sweet face in my hands and brought your lips to mine. The passion that I felt at that moment made my head swim. I wanted to attack you, to drag you down to the floor and fuck you like you wouldn’t believe. But I didn’t.

I broke what was the most incredible kiss I ever had to guide you over to an ottoman that was in the room, near the foot of the bed. I knelt in front of you and undid your top, releasing your large, beautiful breasts. I took in everything at that moment; the way you sighed, how you eased back on your arms, the way you slightly arched your back. As I gazed into your unbelievable eyes, my tongue gently began to lick your nipples. I ran one of my hands lightly along Erenköy Escort your spine, and used the other one to cup and hold the breast that I was now sucking on. I was very gentle at first, but I gradually built up the pressure and began using my teeth to tease your nipple. I felt you spread your legs apart and scoot yourself towards the edge of the ottoman.

Now it was time to do the first thing that I wanted to do to you. I stared into your eyes as I disengaged your sweet breast and moved my head lower…….I pulled up the hem of your dress, and prepared to take off your panties. That was when I got a surprise….you didn’t have any on. I looked down and saw an absolutely beautiful shaved pussy. I looked up at you with a surprised expression on my face, and you smiled back. It shouldn’t have surprised me because I knew that we were always on the same wavelength, the same page.

I brought my head down into between your sexy thighs and began to kiss. I kissed lightly, I kissed sloppily. I was kissing you all over. I loved the way you smelled, the way you tasted. This was going to be amazing for me……. I worked my tongue all over the soft, willing flesh of your cunt. Your moans drove me on; drove me to go faster……I would gently kiss and lick your pussy, then go back and do it all over again. I sucked on your clit, then probed deep up inside you with my tongue…..all the while you had your hands on my head guiding me, encouraging me……I grabbed your ass, and you leaned way over. You placed your thighs on both sides of my head and began to grind into me…I wanted you to cum, I wanted you to be happy. I ate and ate, Göztepe Escort hungrily lapping up your juices….I loved to sounds you made, all the moans and groans. The swearing……all at once, I felt you tense up and for a few seconds, you didn’t make a sound. I felt your orgasm pulse over and over against my face……..I rubbed it all over, getting it completely covered in your sweet juices.

I got up gently and helped you back up. Then I hesitantly rolled you over, so that you were now laying on the ottoman, your ass up in the air.

I looked at your face, trying to see if what I was about to do was OK….I didn’t want to ruin what was without a doubt the best night of my life so far. You turned back to look at me and smiled. Your eyes simply melted me where I stood. I stripped down to nothing, and moved in behind you. I was still unsure as to how to proceed, but you grabbed my rock-hard cock and placed it right on top of your asshole. Your crack still dripped from my spit and your own juices, and my cock slid right up your ass with no problem. Right then, I lost it………I wanted to do this slow and easy, but with all that had already happened, I was helpless against my own passions…..I began to fuck you really hard and fast. You surprised the shit out of me by shouting encouragements….I let it all out. I fucked and fucked and fucked………I watched your flesh yield to my thrusts over and over………you felt just too fucking good and I exploded. I felt my cum pump out shot by shot……I felt your ass contract with each spurt. We were so much alike, so much in tune with each other…even our bodies knew this. I collapsed on you for a moment, then I hungrily grabbed you and held you close to me. Our lips met and we began to kiss…….I couldn’t believe it when my passion was once again inflamed…I was then convinced that you were made for me, and that I was made for you…..

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