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Selam arkadaşlar ben Pervin. 18 yaşında bir kızım. Çok yakın arkadaşım Aytenle ailece görüşürüz ve ben bazen geceleri de onlarda kalırım. Baya zengin bir aileler evleri falan villa. İyi bir aile oldukları için ailem de onlara gidip gelmeme hiç karışmaz. Ailenin bi tanecik kızı olan Ayşenin üzerine çok düşülüyor ve bir dediği iki edilmiyor.  Babası Tuncay abi, 40 yaşlarında, yakışıklı biri. Annesi de bir o kadar güzel. Son zamanlarda orada kaldığım gecelerde babasının gözünün devamlı üstümde olduğunu fark ettim, ama fazla rahatsız olmamıştım, aslında hoşuma da gitmişti. Geçen yaz Ayşen’le annesi Ankara’ya dedesinin yanına gitmişti, ben de öbür arkadaşlarla takılıyordum. Bir gün eve dönmek için otobüs durağında beklerken önüme bir Jip yanaştı. Bu Ayşen’in babasının arabasıydı. Camı açıp, “Pervin napıyorsun?” dedi. “İyiyim Tuncay abi, sen nasılsın?” dedim. “Gel bırakayım!” dedi. Düşünmeden arabaya atladım. Eve doğru giderken, “Ee, neler yapıyorsun?” dedi. “Hiç işte, biraz dolaştım, eve gidiyorum!” dedim. “Erkek arkadaşınla mı dolaştın?” dedi. Ben de, “Erkek arkadaşım yok ki Tuncay abi!” dedim. “Hadi canım inanmam, senin gibi güzel bir kızı sahipsiz bırakmazlar!” dedi. “Yaa vardı da, ayrıldık, şu anda yok.” dedim. “Hele öyle söyle!” dedi, sonrada kendi evlerinin güzargahına girdi. Ben hemen, “Tuncay abi nereye gidiyorsun?” dedim. O da, “Bize gidiyorum, bizimkiler burada değil biliyorsun, eve girince canım sıkılıyor, biraz seninle sohbet ederiz diye düşündüm, hem seninle konuşmak istediğim şeyler var. Seni eve sonra bırakırım!” dedi. Ben bir şey diyememiştim, ama biraz korkmuştum.

Eve girdiğimizde salondaki koltuklardan birine geçip oturdum. Tuncay abi bana Viski içermisin diye sordu. “Yok, içmeyeceğim!” diye karşılık verdim. “Niye? Hiç içmedin mi daha önce?” dedi. “Yaa içtim gaziantep escort de, şimdi eve gittiğimde anlarlar.” dedim. “Hadi canım, bir iki dubleden bir şey olmaz!” diyerek doldurup getirdi. Havadan sudan konuşuyorduk. Benim yavaş yavaş içtiğimi görünce, “Bak bunu böyle içeceksin!” diyerek, kendi bardağını bir seferde içti. Sonra da, “Hadi sıra sende!” dedi. Ben de bir seferde içtim, ama boğazım yanmıştı. Hemen soda verdi. Boşalan bardağımı alıp bir duble daha doldurdu ve yanıma oturdu, bardağı bana uzattı. Onu da bir dikişte içtim. Üstüne tekrar soda içerken, saçlarımı okşadığını fark ettim. Ona yüzümü döndürdüğümde, “Pervin çok güzel bir kızsın, ne zamandır seni düşünüyorum, senden çok hoşlanıyorum!” demeye başladı. Ben de, “Tuncay abi sen neler söylüyorsun?” dedim. “Yaa bırak şu abi lafını!” diyerek boynuma sarılıp, dudaklarıma yapıştı. Dudaklarımı zorla kurtarıp, “Lütfen yapma!” dedim. Ama tekrar üzerime doğru geldi ve boynumu boğazımı öpmeye başladı. Ben de koltuğa yattım, bir yandan da, “Bırak beni!” diyordum, ama içimden de devam etmesini istiyordum.

Şimdi bir eli de bacaklarımda geziyordu. Ordan bacak arama elini sokup, kotumun üzerinden amımı okşamaya başladı. Yalan yok, müthiş zevk alıyordum, alkolün de etkisiyle kendimi ona bıraktım. Debelenmeyi bıraktığımı görünce durdu ve gözlerime baktı, sonra da dudaklarıma yapıştı. Şimdi ben de ona karşılık veriyordum. Elini penyemin içine sokup, göğüslerimi okşadı. Daha sonra kotumun düğmelerini çözüp, elini külotumdan içeri soktu. Amımı parmaklamaya başladığında, ben artık aldığım zevkten inlemeye başlamıştım. Benim kıvama geldiğimi anlayınca doğrulup ayağa kalktı, beni kucağına alıp yatak odasına götürdü. Yatağa bırakıp, önce penyemi, sonrada kotumu çıkardı. Daha sonra o külodumu indirirken, ben de südyenimi çıkardım. Sonra da kendi soyundu. Ama yarağını görünce biraz heyecanlandım. Erkek arkadaşlarımla seviştiğimde onların yaraklarını görmüştüm, ama bu onlarınkinden biraz daha kalın ve büyüktü.

Üzerime uzanıp dudaklarımı öpmeye başladı. Ordan boynuma, ordan göğüslerime, ordanda bacaklarıma geçti. Bacaklarımı ayak parmaklarıma kadar yaladı. En sona amımı bırakmıştı. Amımı yalamaya başladığında ben artık zevkten yerimde duramıyordum, artık kızlık falan umrumda değildi. Amımı yalayarak bana ilk orgazmımı yaşattıktan sonra tekrar üzerime uzandı ve “Sen de yalayacakmısın?” diye sordu. “Hı hı!” dediğimde, üstümden inip yanıma uzandı. Ben de biraz aşağıya kayıp yarağını yalamaya başladım. Bir müddet sonra kafamı kaldırıp ona baktım, artık beni sikmesini istiyordum. O da anlamıştı bunu ve “Hazırmısın?” diye sordu. “Evet, sik artık beni!” dedim. Hemen doğrulup beni sırt üstü yatırdı. Bacaklarımı havaya kaldırıp omzuna koydu. Yarağını bolca tükürükleyip amıma dayadığında ben heyecandan ölmek üzereydim…

Artık içime girmeye başlamıştı ve ben de acı duymaya başlamıştım. “Acıyor!” dediğimde, “Merak etme güzelim, birazdan geçer!” dedi ve ittirmeye devam etti. Kızlığım bozulurken çok fazla acıyınca, “Ahhh! Çıkar lütfen, çıkar!” diye bağırdım. O ise, “Şimdi birşeyin kalmayacak, birazdan zevkten öleceksin!” diyerek yarağının hepsini birden içime kökledi. Acıdan tırnaklarımı sırtına geçirmişim. Bana kenetlenip bir süre hareketsiz kaldı. Sonra yavaş yavaş gidip gelmeye başladığında, ben de hafif hafif zevk almaya başladım. Daha sonra bacaklarımı omuzlarından aşağı düşürüp, üzerime uzandı ve dudaklarımı öpmeye başladı. Ama halen amıma sokup çıkarıyordu. Ben de bacaklarımı beline doladım. Okadar çok zevk almaya başlamıştım ki, “Offf, harikasın, sik beni!” dedim. Ben öyle deyince daha hızlı gidip gelmeye başlamıştı. Ve çok geçmeden ben yine orgazm olup boşaldım. Anladığım kadarıyla o da gelmek üzereydi. Birden doğrulup yarağını amımdan çıkardı ve göbeğimin üzerine doğru boşaldı. Dölleri taa yüzüme kadar gelmişti.

Boşalması bitince yanıma uzanıp yattı. İkimiz de nefes nefese kalmıştık. Elimi amıma götürüp yokladığımda, zevk sularımla beraber kan geldiğini gördüm. Amımdan süzülüp yatağa damlıyordu. Hemen yataktan kalktım. “Ne oldu?” dedi. Ben de yatağı gösterdim. “Olsun canım, çarşafı toplar atarız! Hadi sen bir duşa gir!” dedi. Ebeveyn banyosundaki duşa girip, güzelce heryerimi temizledim. Havluya sarılıp çıktığımda yatakta yoktu. Salona gittim. Oturmuş Viski içiyordu. Yanına oturdum ve “Ne yapacağız şimdi, kızlığım gitti?” dedim. “Merak etme, evleneceğin zaman diktiririz!” dedi, sonrada kanlı yarağını gösterip, “Ben de duşa gireyim!” dedi. Duştan çıktığında, “Beni eve bırakacakmısın?” dedim. “Bu gece burda kalsana?” dedi. Annemlerin Ayşen’in burda olmadığından haberi yoktu, “Ozaman annemi arayım, Ayşen’lerde kalacağım diye!” dedim ve aradım. Annemlerden izini aldığımı söyleyince, “Ohalde devam edelim, işimiz daha bitmedi!” diyerek üzerimdeki havluyu çekti ve öpmeye başladı…

Ogün geceyarısına kadar dinlenip dinlenip sikiştik. Ertesi günü öğlen beni öperek uyandırdı, “Hadi kalk duş al, kahvaltı yapalım, sonrada seni eve bırakayım, merak etmesinler!” dedi. “Tamam!” deyip kalktım, duş aldım. Kahvaltıdan sonra beni eve bıraktı. Arabadan inerken bir miktar para uzattı. “Bu ne?” diye sorduğumda, “Belki ihtiyacın olur!” dedi. Kendimi orospu gibi hissetmiştim, ama yaşadığım zevki ve kızlık belasından kurtulduğumu düşününce, gülümseyip aldım parayı. Tuncay abi ile halen her fırsatta sikişiyoruz. Hatta Ayşen ve annesi varken onlarda kaldığımda bile, ne yapıyor ediyor, bir fırsat yaratıp hemen ayak üstü sikiveriyor!

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Merhaba ben 39 yaşında 1.72 boyunda boyumla kilom orantılı bir kişiyim. Anlatacağım hikayeyi yakın bir zamanda yaşadım. Şirketin bir eğitim toplantısı için Antalya’ya gitmiştim.Toplantıya değişik illerden katılımcılar da katılmıştı.İçlerinde biri vardı ki yanına yaklaşmak mümkün değildi.Son derece güzel bakımlı bilgi olarak birikimli ve duruşu ile bile insanı hizaya getiren bir kadındı Azra Hanım.Onu görünce aklım başımdan gitti zaten toplantıyı falan unuttum. Ara ara fırsat kollayıp konuşmaya çalışsam da nezaket gereği bir takım cevaplar veriyor ama yüz vermiyordu.yaşı muhtemelen 32-34 aralığındaydı.Birinci gün akşama kadar devam eden toplantıdan sonra herkes dinlenmeye çekildi ondan sonra da akşam yemeğine geçilecekti.Ben yaklaşmaya çalıştıkça o kaçıyor ama beni de peşinden koşturmaya bayılıyordu.Bunu fark ettim. Yemekten sonra bara indik herkes bir şeyler içiyor sohbet ediyordu.Azra da oradaydı ama her zamanki tavrı üstünde idi. Odaya çıkınca onun da koridorda peşimden geldiğini gördüm. Bir kaç oda öteye yerleşmişti anlaşılan. Alkol etkisiyle iyice öz güven ve şehvet tavan yapmıştı. Adımlarımı biraz ağırlaştırıp yetişmesini bekledim.Sonra da yanımdan geçerken iyi geceler diledim. O da manalı bir şekilde gülümseyerek iyi geceler dedi. Ben de ne yapayım elimde gaziantep escort değil gibi bir yakım jest ve mimikler yaptım. Nasıl ulaşabilirdim ona düşünüp duruyordum. En son elimdeki telefonda yüklü olan programla çekin yapıp yer belirttim. yer belirtenler arasında onu aradım.Sonra da ekledim.Bir kaç dk sonra kabul etti.ve sohbete başladık.ben konuştukça açılıyordum azra da imalı imalı esprilerle beni iyice baştan çıkarıyordu.Ne yapıyorsun şimdi dedi.Ben de sigara içmek için balkona çıkacağım dedim ben de içeyim o zaman gelsene buraya beraber içerizz deyince oda numarasını sordum.723 dedi.ve ben bir solukta yolu alıp odasına girdim ama öyle kolay bir insan değildi.Üzerinde sade bir yatak kıyafeti ve düzgün ve kendinden emin duruşu ile kahve de hazırlamaya başlamıştı.Anlaşılan bu gece bana sadece kahve ve sigara içirip gönderecek gibiydi.sohbete başladık havadan sudan mezun olduğumuz okullardan ilişkilerdenn falan konuştuk uzun uzun.ama ben gözlerimi badisinden taşacak gibi olan göğüslerinden ve bembeyaz teninden ve dudakalrından alamıyordum.bir iki hamle yapsam da beni durdurdu.Kahvemizi içtikten sonra ben bir şey olmayacağını anlayınca kalkıp gitmek için izin istedim.İyi geceler diledim beni kapıya kadar uğurladı .Tam elini kapıya atıp açacakken ben açacakmış gibi hamle yaptım ve ellerimizi üstüstü buldum.Sıcacıktı elleri.ve hemen elini kavradım.Bu gece bu kadar git artık dedi.Ben hala elini ovalamaya devam ediyordum.Duvara yaslayıp dudaklarını öpmeye çalıştım engel olmaya çalıştıysa da bir süre sonra karşılık vermeye çalıştı.Ateşli ateşli öpüştük Nefes nefese kalmıştık.Bana yeter artık lütfen diye fısıldadı.Ben öpüşmekte ısrralıydım bana yeter lütfen ben evliyim dedi.ne farkeder ben de evliyim dedim.O sırada kendini bıraktı.Deli gibi öpüşmeye başladık.Dudaklarını boynunu göğüslerini emmeye başladım.Badisinden göğüslerini çıakrıp emiyor bir yandan da kaşçalarını avuçluyordum.derken şortunu da indirdim.Siyah tül gibi bir kilodu vardı .hemen kapının yanındaki konsola dayayıp arkasında geçtim Bir yandan bana kalçalarını sürüyüor bir yandan da yapma diye fısıldıyordu ama ok yaydan çıkmıştı bir kere.İç çamaşırını indirdim ve arkadan amına girdim.Ohhh diye inlemeye başladı. Öyle bir kıvranışı vardı ki insanın aklını alır.Ben hızlıca girip çıkmaya başladım.Kalçalarına sertçe vura vura vura amına giriyordum.derken benden kurtuldu ve yatağa geçti.Gel aşkım dedi ve bacaklarını açıp beni üstüne aldı.bir yandan göğüsleriini emiyor sudaklarını öpüyor bir yandan da içine girip çıkıyordum. Amı sulanmış içine girip çıktıkça şap şap diye sesler çıkıyordu ben hızlandıkça hızlanıyordum.Aşkım ne yayapıyorsun dedi.ben de kulağına eğilip seni sikiyorum aşkım dedim.O da sik beni aşkım hepsini istiyorum diye inlemeye başladı.O sırada içine bir kez boşalmıştım bile ama durmak bilmiyordum.Üstünde olmak istiyorum dedi.ve ben uzandım.Dik ve sert sikimi elleriyle alıp amının deliğine yerleştirdi.ve üzerimde zıplamaya başladı.O zıpladıkça inliyor ellerimi alıp kalçalrına götürüp sıktırıyordu.Dudaklarıma eğilip harika sikiyorsun aşkım dedi.Yok böyle bir sikişme deyince dudaklarına yumuldum.ellerim kalçalarında dudaklarım dudaklarında ve sikim amının derinlikelrinde muhteşem bir sevişme yaşadık.Kıllı kenarları kabarmış ama ateş gibi yanan amının içine gidip geliyordum o zıpladıkça.Bana içimde büyüdüğünü hissediyorum onun sen ne harika bir şeysin dedi ve daha sert zıplamaya devam etti.Ben belinden hafif kaldırıp alttan vurmaya başladım ve hızlı hılzı gidip gelmeye başladım.Çığlık çığlığa kalmıştı azra.O inledikçe ben daha çok zevk alıyor daha iştahlı girip çıkıyordum.En son uzun açlarını önüne dökmüş bir şekilde dudaklarıma eğilip öpmeye ve kasılmaya başladı.İçinde olduğum halde amındaki boşalma kasılmasını hissettim yüksek sesle inleyerek boşaldı ılık sıvısı kasıklarıma kadar geldi.Ben de bir volkan gibi patladım ve o sırada bir daha orgazm oldu.sonra üst üste yığılıp kaldık.

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Merhaba arkadaşlar annemin adi billur. Kendisi 41 yasinda, boyu 1, 65m kilosu asagi yukari 60. Eskiden annemi umursamasdım bile ama buradaki ensest hikayeleri okuduktan sonra bana birseyler olmaya basladi. İlk önce dedim ?hadi be bunlarin hepsi yalan hikaye? ama benim hikayenin sonunda anliycanizki, böyle seyler gercekten oluyor. o günlerden sonra anneme baska bir gözle bakmaya basladim?. Hergün hikaye okudukca dahada aziyordum kendimde uygulamak istiyordum ama nasil? Bilmelisinizki annem cok otoriter bi kadin, cogunlukla hep kavga ederiz ve cok dik kafali, ilk baslarda ona yakinlasmaya bile korkuyordum. Bir gün kahvaltida oturuken bi annemi gözden gecirdim. Üstünde dar siyah bir tayt vardi ve onun .üstünde siyah dekolteli bir kazak? cok seksi görünüyordu. O caylari koyarken o dimdik ip iri gögüslerinden gözlerime alamiyordum, icimden onlari vicik vicik sikmak, sikimi aralarina sokmak geliyordu. Egildikce o güzel götü göz önüme geliyordu.. Of allahim delircektim? bu arada söylemeye unuttum ailemde bazi sorunlar yasaniyor, babam ve annem sürekli kavga . eder bosanma noktasina kadar geldiler ama yapamadiler, aile yüzünden. Bi aksam yine kavga etmistiler, babam benim odama gecti televizyon izlemeye, kardesim babaannesine yatiyordu ve bende annemin yanina oturma odasina gectim tv bakmaya? annem biraz sinirli duruyordu?tam karsisina oturdum o da beni umursamadan düm düz tv ye bakiyordu. Üstünde yine bol . dekolteli bi t-shirt vardi gözümü o iri memelerden alamiyordum?. Neyse zaman
gectikce muhabbette girdik. Tv de pazar keyfine bakiyorduk?haftanin rüküsü falan seciliyordu, birden annem ?ah keske benimde böyle güzel vücudum olsada su lanet babani kiskandirabilsem ? dedi tabikii benim o  an beynimde simsekler cakti.. Bende hemen cevabini verdim ?anne sen cok güzel kadinsin, niye öyle diyorsun? Annem: yok be oglum ne güzeli, üstüme basima baksana! Ben: bak o konuda haklisin, kendine bakmiyorsun, hep eski seyleri giyiyorsun annem:napayim oglum, bu yasta  baska bisey gitmez bana ben: anne ne demek bu yasta, daha genceciksin, senin yasinda karilar diskolarda geziyo sen ise misil  misil evinde oturuyorsun annem:galiba haklisin, ama napayim, ellerim bagli, bu yastan sonra olmaz! Ben: anne sana bisey teklif edebilirmiyim? Annem: neymis bakalim teklifin? O an heyecanlanmaya basladim, kalbim küt küt atiyordu. Ben: gel seninle bi güzel alisveris yapmaya gidelim, bi modernlestirelim seni ne dersin? O an hic beklemedigim bi cevapla karsilastim. Annem : aslinda iyi olur hem biraz imaj deyistiririm dedi siritarak iste o an icimden misket oynuyordum sevincten?inanamiyordum onu istedigim gibi giydircektim? ertesi gün sabah erkenden annemi kaldirdim hai gel alisverise dedim, tamam deyip hemen sehire gittik. Ben: önce sana bi güzel etek ve üstüne bisey bakalim annem : tamam oglum dükkanin icine girdik v eben dar yirtmacli bi elbise gördüm ben:anne sunu bi denesene annem:oglum böyle sey giyemem ben yakismaz bana dedi ben:anne sacmalama güzele ne yakismaz dedim ve soyunma odasina girdi o soyunurken üstünede bol dekolteli bisey baktim… Kabinin arasindan al sunuda giy dedim annem:oglum ben cikamam böyle disari cokj acik sacik bunlar dedi bende iceri girdim ve girdigim an dilimi yutacaktim anneme baktim etek iyicene kalcalarina yapismis o güzel yirtmacindan bacaklari gözüküyordu, üstündeki kazak ise gögüslerini
tüm iriligiyle sergiliyordu deli olacaktim? ben. Anne cok güzel olmussun?erkekler sana hasta olur seni böyle görürseler!!! Annem:sacmalama, ben erkekler icin giyinmiyom böyle ben:yanlis anlama yani, cok yakismis demek istedim? ben: anne cok seksi gözüküyorsun annem:gercektenmi? Ben:evet, seksi annecigim diye sirittim ben:dön bakim söyle annem döndü ve ben doya doya götünü seyrediorum… Birden aklima bisey geldi ben:anne nasil kilot var altinda? Anne, :sacmaladinmi oglum napcan benim kilodumu ben:yau, yanlis anlama bu etegin altina sadece tanga gider diye sordum annem: giyemem ben tanga manga ben:anne dinle beni giy pisman olmiycan annem:bilmiyorum ben:dur ben sana bitane getireyim bitane siyah dantelli tanga bulup götürdüm anneme, o soyunurken ben disarda bekledim, 2 dakkika sonra gaziantep escort iceriye daldim ve giydinmi tangani diye sordum, o da evet dedi . ben : e hani nerde? göt yanaklari karpuz gibi ortadaydi Annem:altimda. Ben :göstersene annem:hayir olmaz öyle sey ben:sadece bakmak istiyorum ya, yakismismi diye o an etegini elimle kaldirdim, annem saskin saskin suraima bakiyordu, ve o da ne, tanganin ipi götünün iki arasina girmis, göt yanaklari karpuz gibi ortadaydi, sikim birden direk gibi oldu! Ben:annem cok güzel olmus?dedim ve bikere götünü cimdikledim? kizarak napiyorsun sen?! Dedi ben ise isi dalgaya alip, kalite kontrola baktim dedim ve o da siritti biraz ardindan eve gittik ben:babami deli etmek icin, seksi giyinmen lazim, seni kiskansin diye. Annem:sence bi ise yararmi? Ben :evet eminimki yarar… Ertesi . gün kalktigimda, mutfaga gittim babam masada kahvalti ediyordu annmde bulasiklai yikiyordu. Anneme baktim, üstünde siyah bitane askili body vardi, bodynin ipleri gögüslerini zor tutuyordu sanki icinden tasicaktilar, demek kaltak benim fikrimi uyguluyor. Hepimiz masada oturuken gözlerim sürekli annemin gögüslerindeydi, o da bunun farkina vardi ama isi bozuntuya vermedi, belki o da o anin tadini cikariyordu, cünkü babam sinirli sinirli bakiyordu. Babam ise gittiginde annem yanima geldi ve ?ne o göüsleime bakip duruyorun dedi? bende napayimcok güzeller dedim… O da ? yaa öylemi?neyse bakmana izin veriyorum dedi v gülerek gitti… Aksamleyin dügüne gittik hep beraber… Dans parcasi cikti, babam annemi kaldirmadigi  icin ben annemi dansa kaldirdim.. Üstünde o gün aldigimiz esyalar vardi. Ben anneme iyicene sarildim, kafami asagi eydikce tam o dolgun memelerine bakiyordumve ister istemez sikim kalkdi, annemde bana yakinlasinca o da alttaki sisligi farketti. Kulagima yanasdi ve ?ne o artik annenedemi kalkiyor? evet anne napayim memelerin beni deli ediyor dedim o da dogaldir oglum cok acik giyindirdin beni simdi ayikla pirincin tasina diyerek gülümsedi bana. Bende annemin kulagina ?altinda ne var ? dedim o da tanga dedi… Bittim o an.. Anne izin ver bikere memelerini elleyim dedim? O da sacmalama oglumsun sen dedi bende nolmus kim ögrencek dedim, hem sadece elliycem ne var bunda dedigimde sinirli bir sekilde iyi bakariz dedi… Takki asilirken ben annemi bi benimle arabaya gelirmisin dedim o da tamam dedi.. Parkyeri karanlik bir yerdediydinlatma falan yoktu, arabaya dogu giderken noldu ne var dedi ben ise sadece konuscam dedim. Ikimiz arabaya oturduk ben soför koltuguna o yan koltuga… Annem bana dogru dönünce gögüsleri tasicak gibiydi… Anne dayanamiycam beni seksiliginle deli ediyorsun bi kere olsun su güzel memelerini ellemek istiyorum dedim, o da yanlis olur falan dedi, ben hic umursamadan sol elime onun sol memesini ellime aldim… O da iyi tamamama sadece ellemek var dedi bende sevincten peki diyebildim sadece…. Kalbim zangir zangir attiyodu bekledigim an gelmisti. Memesini elimin altinda sikiyordum, yumusaciktilar, sonra bodysinin dekolte bölümünü biraz asagi cektikten sonra sol memesi disari firladi…. Meme ucu dimdikdi… Bas parmagimla meme uunla oynuyordum sonra parmagimla sütyenini indirdim ve meme ucunu emmeye basladim, sol elimlede annemin etegini yukari siyiriyordum… Deli olcaktim… Cennetdeyim sanki elim annemin ciplak bacaginin üstünde agzim meme ucunda ve onun yüzüne baktigimda o da keyif aliyordu, cünkü klp atisi ve hava alisi deyismisti… Tam elimi amina atticaktimki.. Annem müdahale etti ve yeter bukdar birisi gör+r gel iceriye girelim dedi ve yine tüm hayallerim yikilmisti ama ilk asamaya asmistim :o)Hikayenin devami o aksam dügünden eve geldigimizde hemen banyoya girip 31 cekdim…. Dayanacak gücüm kalmamisti cünkü olan seylerden sonra. Ertesi sabah kalktigimda sikim dimdik ayaktaydi, benden önce uyanmis kerata. Neyse, dusumu aldiktan sonra mutfaga dogru gittim. Annemin tepkisini merak ediyordum mutfaga girdigimde annem biseyler pisiyriyordu, bana günaydin oglum  dedi ve isine devam etti, hic bisey olmamis gibi davraniyordu. Ne düsüncegimi sasirdim, simdi hosuna gittigi icinmi bisey demiyo, yoksa utandigi icinmi… ??? Annem yanima oturdu ve gözlerim direkmen üstündeki mor gömlege gitti.. Üsten iki düymesi acikti ve altindaki siyah sütyen gözüküyordu. Yine azitmistim. Annem oraya baktigimi farketti ama bisey demedi. Bende dayanamadim ve parmagimi iki dügmenin arasindaki bosluktan iri memelerine dogru soktum, meme uclarinla oynuyordumki birden annem ?abartma, hergün,  hergün olmaz? dedi ve ben hemen ellimi cektim. Daha ne istiyorsun dedim? Fazla üstüne gitmemek icin sesimi cikarmadim cünkü bende durumdan yararlanmak istiyordum! Ertesi haftasonu anne gel seninle beraber diskoya gidelim dedim o da tamam niye olmasin dedi. Peki babana  ne diycez dediginde dügünü gidiyoruz deriz cünkü babam zaten dügünleri sevmiyor!!! Üstüne seksi biseyler giy dedim…. Ne giyeyim falan dediginde… En iyisi siyah kilotlu corap, mini etek ve bol dekolteli bi body giy dedim…. Dedigimi yapti… Giyindiginde yanina gittim.. Icimden .  vay sillik seni bi gün evire cevire sikicem dedim… Bacaklari külotlu coraplarin icinde mükemmel gözüküyordu hele yine o gögüsleri disari tasicakti mübarek!!! Evden cikarken, babam durumu cakmasin diye üstüne manto giydi ve dügmeleri kapatti yolu koyuldugumuzda arabanin icinde mantosunu cikartti… Sag baktigimda etegi dizinin bi karis üstündedydi… Araba sürerken sag  elimle bacaklarini oksamaya basladim, anneminde hosuna gidiyordu heralde, cünkü sesini cikarmiyordu.. Bu olay ama pek uzun sürmedi cünkü otobana ciktim. Diskoya girdigimizde tüm gözler annemin önündeydi… Piste cikmadan önce bi güzel alkol ictik, kafamiz tam yerindeydi. Diskoda hiphop caliyordu ve biz piste atildik… Biliyorsunuz disko baya karanlik ve degisen isiklardan . ve lazerlerden kimin ne yaptigi tam olarak belli olmuyor! Annemle dans ederken onun götü bana dönükdü… Onu arkadan kavradim ve dans eder gibi sikimi götüne sürtüyordum! Onunda hosuna gitti cünkü götünü daha cok sikime dogru bastiriyordu.. Olayin güzel tarafida kimse bizim ana-ogul oldugumuzu bilmiyordu! Annem oynadikca… Gögüsleri zipliyordu, deli oluyrdum onlari oracikta sikmamak icin kendimi zor tutuyordum, sikim patlamak üzereydi! Zaman epey ilerlemisti bizde geri gitmeye karar verdik… Arabayi garja soktuktan sonra arabadan indik! Annem tam garajdan disari cikicaktiki onu    kolundan kendime dogru cektim. Annem sirtinla arabaya dogru yastlaniyordu! Annemin gözlerinin icine baktim, yavas yavas ona dogru ilerledim, dudaklarim onun dudaklarinla kavustu ve sag elimle onun sol bacagini belime kavradim. Ilk baslarda beni biraz iter gibi oldu ama sonra o da kendisini zevke teslim etti! Delicesine yalasiyorduk! Ben agzimla ilerleye ilerleye boynunun öpmeye basliyordum annemden sadece ?ahhh? , ?ohhh? gibi sesler cikiyordu! Elimlede o güzel kalcalarini ve o muhtesem kicini oksuyordum…. Sonra bodysini gögüslerinin üzerine kadar kaldirdim, sütyenini indirdim ve  meme uclarini emmeye basladim, annemin ve benim nefes atislarim cok fena halde yükselmeye basladi, cünküinsani cok fena halde heyecanlastiriyor! Meme  uclarindan, karnina gecti sira, göbegini yalarken iki elimle götünü kavradim ve bi güzel oksuyordum, annem titremekten ayakta zor duruyordu! Ardindan  kafami etegin altina soktu
m ve amciginin üstündeki kilotlu corabi yirttim! Siyah tangasi, iyicne sulu amin icine girmis! Tangyi bi parmagimla
kenara itirdim, yavas yavas dilimle annemin klitorisini öpmeye basladim ve basparmagimi annmin göt deligine sokuyordum!!!! Annemde zevkden ucuyordu, elinle kafami daha cok amina bastiriyordu, bi kalcasini omuzumun üstüne koydu aminin derinliklerine dilimle daha iyi ulasabileyim diye!!! ?Offfff… Oglum napiyorsun? Ohhhhhhhhh… Yapmaaaaaa.. Nolur… Yapmaaaaaa… ? Diye sesler cikariyordu, ben tabikii dilimle hareketleri daha cok hizlandiriyordum ve annem cigliklar icinde bosalmaya basladi. Akan amsuyunu bi güzel yaladim! Ayaga kalktim ve tam fermuarimi acarken annem hayir sana ellemeye izin verdim ama sikismemiz imkansiz derken icimden suratina bi tokat gecirmekti ama ondan sonra vazgectim cünkü amini yalatan kari zamanla aminida siktirir dedim! Peki öyle olsun bakalim dedim ve annem mantosunu giyip iceri girdik! Iceri girdigimizde annemin kulagina artik heryerde bana frikik vermeni istiyorum dedim. Kafasini sallayara kabul etti orospu! memelerini tüm iriliginle sergiliyodu Ertesi gün sabah erkenden evden ciktim isim vardi, öglene dogru geldigimde ev tilim tiklim kari doludu, dedikodu yapmay basmislar yine bizim evi kaltaklar! Neyse ben odama gectim, 5 dak sonra annem elinde bir tepsile ban cay getiriyordu. Cayi masayi koyunca, egilriken bana v-yakali kazagindan memelerini tüm iriliginle sergiliyodu, siritmayida ihmal etmedi tabiki. Demek dediimi uyugluyordu kücük orospum! Benimd o an aklimdan ibnelik gecti kadinlarin oturugu odaya girdim ve annemi cagirdim bana ardim edeblirmi diye, o da merakla noldu diye sordu, bende az bi banyoya geslsene dedim! Beraber banyoya gidik, ben kapiyi kapattim  arkamda. Annem saskin saskin noldu diye soruyordu, bende oracikta dudaklarina  yapistim annem istemiyordu, ama karsid gelemiyodu cünkü sesini cikarsa, misafiler süphelencek! Ben tuvaletin üstüne oturdum annemide sirti bana dönük kucagima oturttum. Arkadan kulaklarini emiyordum, bi elimle gögsünü oksuyordum öbürküsünlede elimi eteginin altina sokup kalclarini oksuyordum!annem nolur yapma falan diordu ama ben orali bile olmuyordum, azdim birkere! Madem siktir iyon kendini bari sikimi yalla dedim, o da yok olmaz babanda bile yapmadim dedi. Ben de bana ne lan babamdan dedim, yala yoksa vallah birakmam disari dedim. O da zorla olsa bile önümde diz cöktü, ben ise daha hala tuvaletin üstünde oturuyorum. Sen cikar dedim, o da yavas yavas fermarimi acti ve pantolomu asaga siyirdi. Önümdeki sisligi görünce bi sok oldu, gözlerinden belliyidi. Sonra boxerimin dügmelerini acip sikimi disari cikardi, ve öylece baka kaldi. Kalinligi heralde onu sok etti. Hadi yala onu dedigimde yvas yavas dudaklarinla benimkisinin kafasini öpmeye basladi. O an ben dur kazagini cikar dedim, gögüslerini görmmek istiyorum. Eskiden hayal ettigim seyler artik gercekten oluyor! Annem bi hareketle kazagini cikardi ve altinda kirmizi dantelli sütyen vardi. Sütyen ise 90lik gögüslerini zor tutuyordu. Ardindan annemin kafasini sikime ogru yönlendirdim, annem cesaretlenip benim abuziddini agzina sokmaya basladi… Off annam ne güzel bi hisdi, sikim sanki sicacik bir tünele giriyo… Artik profesyonelce davranmaya basladi, sikim agzindaken bi elinle sikimi asaga yukari oynatiyordu öbür elinlede tasaklarimi elliyordu, zevkten gebercektim, bunu yaparken bide o dev anasi gögüsleri salanmazmi, düsündügünüz gibi bosalmam pek fazla sürmedi, tüm suratina fiskirdim, ben bi derin ohhhhh cekip geri yaslanirken annem hemen musluga sarildi yüzünü yikadi ve yine misafirlerin yanina gitti. Ben ise daha hala hayal görür gibi öyle tuvalette oturuyordum! Kendim bile inanamiyordum! Ama onu daha hala sikememistim!  Artık annemle liseli aşıklar gibiydik.Öpüşüyor koklasıyor  sevişiyor ama bir türlü annemi sikemiyordum kafaya komuştum annemin amına koyacaktım.Annemle diskolara gitmeler evyken elleşmeler beni ağzına alıp boşaltması 1 sene boyunca sürdü.Ben ne kadar sikmek istesemde hep o izin vermedi.Ben ünv.sınavını kazanıp bursaya gitmek zorunda kalmıştım.Bizimkiler ise istanbulda kaldı. annemle ayrı kalmıştık annemle telde görüşüyorduk.Bana yanıma gelecegini söyledi kulaklarıma  inananmadım. Cok ama cok sevinmiştim.Bunu garajdan aldım doğru eve gittik eve girer girmez ben bunun dudaklarına yapıştım : annem: dur dur azgın cocuk bogulacam dedi.bende:banane seni cok ozledımsevişmek istiyorum hadı aşkım hadi diye onu tahrik etmeyte calıışıyordum.Sonra yatak odasına geçtik önce  ökücük öpücüklerle başladık. ben hemen cıkardım yarragımı anneme verdim.yalamaya başladı.ben zevkten ölüyordum. sonra boşaldım annem hepsini yuttu. seni sikmek istiyorum dedim. oda tamam oğlum artık senın olacagımdedi.dunyalar benim oldu.ve amını yalamaya başladım.sonra yavaş yavaş yarrağımı anneme sokmaya başladım tamamı girince hızlı hızlı girmeye başladım annem inlemer feryadlar atıyor bir yandanda inliyordu ikimizde delicesine şikisiyorduk.Annem ahhh oğlummmmm sevgilim kocacım sozlerıyle benı  tahtık edıyordu. ikimizde zevkin dorukarına gelmiştik ben ise anneem annecigim hayatım dıyerek onu tahtık edıyordum o gece sabaha kadar amına ve götüne olmak üzere 12 posta atmıştım ama o ıkı gun gotunun ustune oturamadı ıkımızde 24 saat soluksuz uyuduk

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Evliyim ve Ankara’da 4 katlı bir apartmanda oturuyoruz. Kocam da ben de bankacıyız. O gece kocam geç gelecekti. O aralar müfettişler şubeyi denetliyordu ve kocam birkaç gecedir gecikiyordu. Ben sıkkın bir halde televizyon izliyor ve gelişini bekliyordum. Bir anda elektrikler kesildi. Dışarıya baktığımda diğer apartmanlarda ışıkların yandığını fark ettim. Muhtemelen sigortalar atmıştı. Sigortaları kaldırdım ama elektrikler gelmedi. Benim anlayamayacağım bir arıza olmuştu. Kocamın gelmesi daha uzun sürebilirdi. Biraz mum ışığında oturduktan sonra evde tek başıma ürperdiğimi hissettim ve aşağıya inip kapıcımızı çağırdım. Kapıcımız Çetin oldukça sessiz, evli, yaklaşık benimle ve kocamla aynı yaşlarda bir adamdı. Çok sert yüz hatları vardı ve birkaç kez bana arkamdan baktığını hissetmiş, rahatsız olmuştum. Ama böyle bir durumda hiç tereddüt etmeden sigortalara bakması için yukarı çağırdım. Birkaç dakika sonra yukarı geldi, sigortalara baktı ve tamir edebileceğini söyledi. Takım çantasını aşağıdan alıp geri geldi. Sigortalar sokak kapısının hemen arkasında olduğundan kapıyı kapattı ve merdivenin tepesinde mum ışığında çalışmaya başladı. Ben de elimdeki mumla onu seyrediyordum. Oldukça ağır bir rakı kokusu geliyordu Çetinden. Bu mesafeden bile midem bulanmıştı. Biraz çalıştıktan sonra konuşmaya başladık.

Çok garip bakışları vardı. Sanki karşısındakini öldürmek istermiş gibi bakıyordu. Karanlıkta bir yandan, bu adamdan iyice korkuyordum. Ödemiş Escort Bir şeyler anlatıyordu ama ben onu dinlemiyordum. Bir an önce bitirip gitmesini istiyordum. Daha sonra kocamın nerede olduğunu sordu ve ben de hayatımın hatasını yapıp bu gece çok geç geleceğini söyledim.

Biraz daha uğraştıktan sonra bir anda bakışlarını yine bana çevirdi. Sonra önündeki mumu üfleyerek söndürdü. Ben ne oldu bitti mi diye sorarken bir anda yanımda belirdi. Elinde bir tornavida vardı. Beni ensemden tutup kendine doğru çekti. Korkudan elimdeki mumu düşürdüm. Sesim kesilmişti, boğazım düğümlendi. Beni kendine yaklaştırıp sessiz olmamı yoksa beni öldüreceğini söyledi.

Karısı 1 haftalığına köye gitmişti ve onun burada olduğunu bilen kimse yoktu. Bir eliyle tornavidayı boğazıma dayadı. Diğer eliyle de kalçalarımı elliyordu. Ben hala korkudan titriyordum, gözlerimi kapatmıştım. Elini kazağımın altından soktu ve göğüslerimi okşamaya başladı. Ve daha sonra eşofmanımın içinden amımı tuttu. Sıkıca bastırıyordu. Ben hala gözlerimi açamıyordum. Birden eliyle ensemi arkadan kavradı ve beni salona götürdü. Koltuğun üzerine doğru domalttı.

Eşofmanımı ve kilodumu sıyırdı. Bir yandan da tornavidayı hala boynumda tutuyordu. Götümü koparırcasına sıkıyor, amımla oynuyor, klitorisime bastırıyordu. Derken orta parmağını amımdan içeri soktu. Parmağıyla deliği iyice alıştırdı. Ben sadece korkuyordum. Orada öyle Seferihisar Escort götüm yukarı dikilmiş vaziyette bekliyordum. Biraz sonra amımın etrafında sımsıcak bir kazık hissettim.

Aman tanrım adamın yarrağı kocamınkinin iki misli vardı. Oldukça acılı olacaktı. Çetin hiç konuşmuyor ama hızlı hızlı soluyordu. Nefesi rakı kokuyordu. Birden amımı yırtılırcasına dolduğunu hissettim. O ilk hamleyle birlikte nefesim boğazımda takılmış, öksürmeye başlamıştım. Çetin şimdi beni feci şekilde sikiyordu. Sikinin büyüklüğünü hissediyordum ama gözümde canlandıramıyordum. Öksürüğüm kesilmişti. Çetinin geliş gidişleri sırasında içimde garip bir zevk duygusu hissetmeye başladım.

Ama bir yandan kendimden çok utanıyordum. Böyle bir durumda nasıl zevk alabilirdim. Ama korkuyla karışık sikilmek ve Çetinin o inanılmaz yarrağı içimde fıtınalar koparıyordu. Ama bunu Çetine belli edemezdim. Bir ara kendimi tutamayıp inledim. Çetin inlememi duydu ve daha hızlı köklemeye başladı.

Seni orospu demek zevk aldın ha diye fısıldıyordu. Ben cevap veremiyordum, boğazım hala düğümlüydü ama isteğim dışı inlemeler çıkıyordu ağzımdan. Biraz sonra feci bir titremeyle boşaldım. Bu orgazmı hayatım boyunca hiç unutamayacağım. Çetin de boşaldığımı fark etti. Sanki öfkelenmişti. Gidiş geliş ritmi yavaşladı. Birşeyler homurdanıyordu. Ben hiç birşey söyleyemiyor ama sürekli inliyordum.

Biraz sonra Çetin Selçuk Escort madem çok zevk aldın bi de bunu deneyelim bakalım dedi ve yarrağını amımdan çıkardı. Sanki bu işin bitmesini hiç istemiyor gibiydim. Resmen tecavüze uğramıştım ve garip bir şekilde inanılmaz zevk almıştım. İçim zangır zangır titriyordu. Çetinin sırılsıklam olmuş yarrağını biraz sonra götümde hissetim. İşte şimdi ölecektim. Daha önce hiç arkadan almamıştım. Son bir çabayla boğazımı ıslattım ve lütfen yapma diyebildim. Çetin ise ne o, biraz önce çok hoşuna gidiyordu ama diye cevap verdi.

Anlaşılan tecavüz esas şimdi başlıyordu. Gerçekten de Çetin zorlaya zorlaya o koca yarağını götüme soktu. Biraz öncekinden çok daha delice sikiyor, benim zevk inlemelerimi de acı çığlıklarına çeviriyordu. Gerçekten iç organlarım yırtılacak gibi hissediyordum. Artık çığlıklarım oldukça yüksek seli olmuştu. Çetin tornavidayı boğazıma bastırıyor ama ben kendimi engelleyemiyordum. Çetin daha fazla dayanamadı ve götümün içine boşaldı.

Saatime baktım. Çetini çağırmak için aşağıya ineli tam 1 saat olmuştu. Yaklaşık 45 dakikadır tecavüz ediliyordum. Çetin beni de peşinden sürükleyerek banyoya girdi ve temizlendi. Ben ise oracıkta yere yığılmıştım, ayağa kalkacak halim yoktu . Çetin eğer bunu kimseye anlatırsam beni ve kocamı öldüreceğini söyledi.

Zaten hiç bir şey kanıtlayamazmışım. Giderken sigortalara dokundu ve elektrikler yeniden geldi. Ben hala yerde yatıyordum. Sonra kalktım ve duş aldım. Götüm kanamamıştı ama çok acıyordu. Ben duş alırken hala yaşadığım orgazmı düşünüyordum. Çok düşündüm ve bu olayı kimselere anlatmadım. Kocamı başka bir semte taşınma konusunda ikna ettim ve birkaç hafta sonra taşındık. Çetini bir daha hiç görmedim. Ama hala mastürbasyon yaparken onu düşünüyorum.

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Dan threw open the door. His dark hair was dripping wet, and there was a towel wrapped around his waist.

Belle took a moment, taking in his broad, bare chest before quickly averting her eyes. “Ugh, put a shirt on,” she barked, barging her way past him and into the apartment.

What she saw inside did nothing to improve her mood. Fast food wrappers littered every surface and a thick haze of pot smoke hung in the air. Belle’s heart sank. It was bad enough she was stuck with this guy, but did he have to be a stoner too?

“Sorry about the mess,” he said, flicking an empty pizza box off the sofa, and inviting her to sit down, “Can I get you a drink?”

“We can drink when we get there. Get dressed,” she snapped, “I don’t want to be late.”

Dan muttered something under his breath then disappeared into a bedroom to change.

Belle knew she was being a bitch, but she couldn’t help it. Her blood had been up ever since her producer, Ron, had called her into his office to introduce the two of them. Belle had gone into the meeting thinking she was just going to meet a new colleague. The newest member of the “In Your Backyard” team. But within seconds of shaking Dan’s hand, Ron dropped the bomb:

“I want you to take Dan with you this weekend,” he said.

Belle bristled, “This is my story, Ron.”

“And no one is trying to take it away from you, Belle. I’d just feel better if you walked into the lion’s den with someone a little more experienced.”

Belle raised an eyebrow. Experienced?

“Professionally, I mean. Dan’s worked in some of the harshest, unpredictable places on Earth: deserts, warzones, jungles. If something should go wrong at this little shindig, I’m confident he can get you out in one piece.”

Dan winked.

Belle laughed, “Ron, it’s an orgy, not a military coup,” she said, “I’ll be fine.”

But Ron was adamant, “You either take him with you, or I’m pulling the plug.”

Not wanting to lose the story of a lifetime, Belle agreed to his terms. But she resented the hell out of them. She also resented Dan. All 6 foot 4 of him. Something she was determined to make known to him at every opportunity.

When Dan emerged from his room dressed in jeans and a gaudy Hawaiian shirt, Belle’s heart sank.

“You’re not wearing that are you?” she moaned.

Dan glanced down, “What? This? It’s my lucky shirt,” he said, smoothing down the creased fabric dotted with palm trees and hula girls.

“It’s hideous.”

“- but handy,” he said, nodding towards a laptop on the kitchen counter.

On its screen, in crisp 4K clarity, Belle saw herself, or rather, she saw the back of her head.

“I don’t think they’re going to let us whip out our phones and start filming,” he said, tapping at what looked like a button in the middle of his shirt, “so, I improvised.”

Belle looked from his shirt to the laptop and saw Dan wave.

A spy camera, she marvelled. That was kind of genius, but there was absolutely no way she was going tell him that.

Then Dan reached into his pocket and pulled out a silver necklace adorned with what looked like a diamond pendant, “This is yours. HD, Wi-fi enabled, the whole bit,” said Dan, “If there are famous faces at this thing, we’ll get them on film.”

He held the necklace towards her, but instead of taking it, Belle scooped the hair off her neck and turned her back to him, “Put it on,” she said.

Dan moved behind her, fastened the chain around her neck, then lingered. Belle felt the heat of his breath on her skin and a flutter of excitement in her stomach.

Then she turned around to face him, stared into his coal black eyes and let her hair spill across her shoulders.

“Okay,” she purred, “You’ve shared your toys. Can we go now?”

“Actually,” he said, “I was wondering…what if they want us Ankara escort to, y’know?” his voice trailed off for a moment, “Are you okay with that?”

Belle was silent for a moment, then burst out laughing, “God no!”

Dan flinched, “I just thought — “

Belle cut him off, “Let’s get something straight,” she said, pushing her index finger into his chest, “we’re not going to this thing to participate. We’re there to observe and report. Is that clear?”

“Crystal,” said Dan, “Just thought I’d check.”

“You’ve checked. Now let’s go.”

As they pulled up to the infamous House on the Hill a knot formed in Belle’s stomach. She’d heard so much about this place and now she was about to experience it for herself. She was terrified.

Dan sensed her anxiety, “it’s not too late to turn around,” he said.

Belle bit her lip and cast her mind back to her meeting with the Judge. She thought about what she’d had to do to get the password. It wasn’t as far as she could have gone, but she’d crossed a lot of personal boundaries to get to this point. If she backed out now, it would all be for nothing.

“No,” she said, “let’s do it.”

Standing in front of the Mediterranean style mansion stood a statuesque blonde in a white Grecian-style gown.

Dan gave a low whistle of admiration and Belle felt a stab of jealousy and instant regret about her choice of outfit, a simple pencil skirt and silk blouse. She looked more secretary than sexual adventurer.

Belle gave the Greek Goddess the password and she introduced herself, “Welcome, I’m Etheria,” she said, “I’ll be your guide for the evening. Please, follow me.”

She lead them through the main house, a bland open space with bare white walls and minimal furniture, to the garden.

A waiter, his identity hidden behind a mask, stopped by with a tray of champagne. Dan grabbed two flutes and handed one to Belle. She knocked hers back quickly, then reached for another hoping it would quell the rising panic building within her.

A large white marquee had been erected near the pool. Inside, diaphanous curtains hung down, segmenting the tent into individual rooms. Some were already filled with couples. Some, with triples.

“You’re here because there is tension in your relationship,” said Etheria.

You’ve got that right, thought Belle.

“Tonight, you will be shown how to move past that and into a higher state of love and understanding.” She showed them to a bay and held back the curtain for the couple to step inside, “Please make yourself comfortable. We will begin shortly.”

Dan and Belle stepped inside the space. Inside, was a massage table, a chair, towels, lube, and little else, Etheria dropped the curtain and left them alone.

Belle heard a rustling of clothes and saw two women in the space next to theirs, slipping out of their clothes. The gauzy curtains that separated the spaces gave the illusion of privacy, but in reality everyone in attendance was on full display.

As she gazed around she saw other couples, kissing, fondling, in full view of one another. Her stomach clenched and she was struck by a terrifying reality: they may not be able to just observe and report after all.

This fear was confirmed by a woman’s soft voice over the PA system, “Friends,” the voice purred, “please remove your clothes and wait for further instruction.”

Belle froze, further instruction? Of what. She went to knock back her second glass of champagne, but Dan took it from her hand and placed it on the table. Then he before she knew what was happening, his hand was on the small of her back pulling her towards him, “Dan,” she squeaked, “what are you doing?”

He leaned in and whispered in her ear, “We’re being watched. Guys in suits at 12, 3 and 6 o’clock.”

Belle’s eyes Ankara escort bayan darted around the marquee. Burly men in black suits stood sentry at points around the marquee. Their faces were hidden behind black masks, but their eyes worked the room, keeping a watchful eye on the participants.

Etheria was conversing with one of the masked men. He was tall, heavy set and he seemed to be staring directly at the two of them.

Belle tensed, “What do we do?” she whispered.

Dan shrugged and began unbuttoning his shirt, “might as well go with it,” he said.

Belle’s eyes widened in horror, “What?”

“We’re just taking our clothes off. No big deal,” Dan whispered, “Like when you go swimming.”

“I don’t know what pool you go to,” muttered Belle, “but I don’t swim naked.”

“There’s a first time for everything,” he said, tossing his shirt over the marquee railing.

Oddly, in the midst of her terror, Belle felt the overwhelming compulsion to reprimand him for being a slob. Then she noticed the buttons were facing outward, towards the other cubicles and she realised he was, in his own way, being professional.

“Let’s just go with the flow and when things get serious — well – hopefully everyone will be too wrapped up in what they’re doing to notice us. Remember, we have a job to do.”

Dammit, Belle thought to herself, he’s right. Besides it was just nudity. She’d done a whole lot more with the Judge.

So, with shaking hands, she unbuttoned her blouse and slipped out of her skirt, all the while trying to ignore her co-worker stripping naked next to her.

When she was down to her bra and panties, the voice returned over the PA:

“Embrace each another.”

Dan, his gaze fixed on her face, held out his arms and Belle walked into them. This was certainly one way to get to know a co-worker, she thought.

“Now caress each other,” said the voice,” Slowly. As if you are running your hands over something precious…”

Dan trailed his fingers up Belle’s back, slid down one of the straps of her bra and kissed the small marks it had left on her shoulder. A shiver of excitement ran up her spine and she cursed herself for enjoying herself when she was supposed to be working. Dan slipped off her bra she pushed herself closer into him, resting her head on his chest.

Beyond their curtained space she could see couples and small groups, caressing one another, oblivious to the rest of the room. As she glanced around she discovered a pair of eyes fixed upon her.

The masked man Etheria had been talking to was still staring at them.

Dan nuzzled her neck, “Listen,” he muttered, “I think he’s getting suspicious, You need to act like this is not your first rodeo.”

“How?”

“Remember when you were a teenager making out with your boyfriend, and you’d do everything but?” Dan drawled.

Belle hadn’t done anything with her teenage boyfriend but hold hands and engage in some overly wet and not particularly pleasant kissing. Still, she nodded yes.

“That’s what we’re going to do,” he said, “everything but. Okay?”

Belle nodded and Dan backed her towards the massage table, lifted her onto it and parted her legs. Then he stepped between them tilted her face towards him and kissed her deeply. Suddenly, the other bodies and their moans and groans sounded very far away. And, maybe as a result of two glasses of champagne on an empty stomach, Belle kissed him back.

Soon, she became aware of him getting harder, and felt a tightness and tingling between her legs. Without thinking, she reached down and began stroking the shaft of his cock.

Dan inhaled sharply, broke the kiss and stepped away from her.

Belle withdrew her hand, “I’m sorry,” she blushed.

Dan smiled, “Don’t be,” he said, “You Escort Ankara just took be by surprise, that’s all.” He replaced her hand, “Go ahead,” he urged, watching as she massaged his stiffening member, moving her fingers over it, working him to full attention.

When she had him hard and ready, she wrapped one hand around base of his cock, leaned over and drew him into her mouth hungrily. Over Dan’s groans of pleasure, Belle heard a voice, the voice of reason, reprimanding her, asking her what the hell she was doing. She ignored it and swirled her tongue around the smooth tip of his cock, licking away the drops of pre-cum forming at the tip.

“God damn,” Dan croaked, as she worked him over, “I don’t want you to stop,” he croaked, “but I really need you to stop.”

Belle slid him out of her mouth, “Why?”

“You know why,” he said, pushing her onto her back, hooking his fingers in her underwear and sliding them down her legs. Then he opened her legs and moved his face between them. His fingers gently opened her outer lips allowing his tongue to lap the soft, pink folds within. Then he slid two fingers inside her and began moving them back and forth while the tip of his tongue grazed her clit.

Belle trembled and whimpered. She was dripping wet and could feel the tremors of an orgasm were rumbling within her. Suddenly, she wanted everything, not just “everything but.”

“Dan,” she whispered, “I want you inside me.”

He straightened up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, “are you sure?”

She gazed at him through eyes half-shut and purred, “I’m so sure.”

Dan smiled, he took himself in hand and edged the tip of his cock into her warm wet opening, then inch by inch he eased into her. When he was buried to the hilt, he withdrew just as slowly, pulling out completely before slowly easing back in again. Over and over.

Belle whined. Her body began to writhe and buck. Dan was teasing her, working her up into a lather for his own amusement.

“What’s wrong? he teased, “this is what you want, right?”

Belle shook her head, “No, I want more.”

“Oh, you want me to fuck you?”

She nodded.

“Then you have to ask nicely.”

“Please, Dan, ” she begged, “Please, fuck me.”

He smiled and thrust into her.

Belle gasped, her legs wrapped around him and he picked up the pace. Soon they were rocking and writhing together, oblivious to everything but their own pleasure. She tilted her hips, so his pubic bone was grinding against her and the delicious little tremors returned, “Oh God,” she moaned, “don’t stop.”

With every grind, the wave rose within her and after a short while – “Ohhhhhhh!”

– it broke and pleasure washed across her whole body.

Belle fell limply back onto the bed, savouring the warm sensations spreading through her. She heard a squeaking and, as if she’d been rudely awoken by a stage hypnotist, Belle found herself back in the marquee. Grunts and groans, the slapping of flesh and the smell of sweat assaulted her senses.

She opened her eyes, the massage table was wobbling and creaking under them and her breasts were bouncing wildly as Dan, his eyes screwed shut and his brow furrowed in concentration, began thrusting furiously.

Belle noticed there was someone standing behind Dan. Watching. It was the masked man. Only he wasn’t masked anymore.

And as Belle lay there, legs splayed apart and Dan thrusting wildly between them, she locked eyes with the Judge.

“Why, Miss Starr,” he smirked, “Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes?”

Belle gasped. Every muscle in her body tensed. Dan came with a roar and collapsed on top of her.

The Judge applauded, “Well done! Well done!” he cried.

Then he reached over and slapped Dan on the ass.

“A champion effort, Dan. Good man. I knew you could do it.”

Panting, glassy eyed and shivering from the aftershocks of his orgasm, Dan turned his head towards the Judge, nodded and croaked “Thank you, sir.”

Then he turned back to Belle, brushed a strand of hair from her shocked face and said, “I couldn’t have done it without you.”

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Note: This story contains gay sex and incest.

Jamie woke with a shock of fearful realization. He had fallen asleep in the basement, naked and covered in his own cum. His mother or sister might see! He sat up fast as lightning and reached for his clothes, only to find that he was already dressed. He lifted his shirt and saw that he wasn’t plastered with dry cum. His father must have returned to take care of his son after Jamie had fallen asleep.

With his shock dying down, the events of last night began to replay in Jamie’s mind. He could hardly believe that he had done all that with his own dad. He had choked on his dad’s cock and Dad had sucked him off while fingering him. He felt his pants getting tighter as the memories washed over him.

But Jamie was also awash with shameful failure. He had been so horny that he had allowed his dad to take advantage of him. He had wanted his dad to do it. He wanted his dad’s body, his big, manly cock. And that was sick. He hated himself for letting his lust take over. His hand closed around his bulge as images of his dad’s naked arousal appeared, unbidden, in his head. He had sunken into depraved perversity and he didn’t know if he’d be able, or willing, to pull himself out of it.

Jamie absentmindedly rubbed his growing bulge as he straightened up on the couch. He heard his parents roaming around upstairs and he dreaded confronting them. He had slept in the basement, which was unusual, and he didn’t know how he’d handle his mother’s inevitable questions. And his dad… What would Dad be like, the morning after their illicit tryst?

Jesus, it had just occurred to Jamie that Dad had cheated on Mom, with their son. God, it was all so fucked up. But it was time to deal with the world. It was Saturday morning. Jamie headed upstairs and he forced thoughts of last night’s encounter into the back of his mind.

His mother made breakfast for him, which he ate after deflecting her invasive inquiries. His little sister teased him about sleeping in his clothes. He felt his cheeks burning. The answer to their questions was Jamie’s new secret burden, both a source of taboo pleasure and great humiliation. He worried that they could read it all of his face, but neither mother nor sister seemed to notice.

He was additionally nervous because he was sitting across from his father. Dad made idle-chit chat as though his teenage son didn’t have a gut-full of his daddy-cum. Dad read some headlines out loud to the family, like he hadn’t, just hours previously, had his finger shoved up his son’s asshole.

Jamie struggled to sort out this new understanding of his father. The man he had known his whole life, the man who raised him, was now inserted into Jamie’s sexual psyche and the eighteen year old couldn’t process that.

After quickly finishing his meal, Jamie rushed upstairs to shower. As the afternoon wore on, his thoughts were a melee of homework, sex, shame, his future at college, and his friends. He finally pulled himself together enough to get out and hang with his buddies. This proved enough distraction that he was able to forget about his troubles, at least until he pulled into his driveway that night. Then it all came flooding back.

Jamie walked into the dark house. His parents and sister had gone to bed and he was grateful that he didn’t have to confront his father. Jamie found himself in the living room, watching TV. He didn’t want to retreat to the basement to revisit all the strange emotions of the previous night. He tried not to remember that fiasco, but his raging hormones wouldn’t let him forget. He was getting hard as thoughts of those horrible, wonderful events flooded his mind. He groped at his dick through his shorts, eyes closed and reliving last night in his head, despite himself. Touching Dad’s cock. Sucking it. Dad fingering his ass…

“Hey, buddy,” Dad’s voice cut through Jamie’s horned-up, dreamy state. In his shock, he tried to cover the bulge in his shorts as Dad came closer.

“Don’t you think we’re past that?” Dad said, reaching down to pull Jamie’s hands away from the protruding shape. Jamie felt so stupid for letting his hormones take control and allowing himself to get caught again.

“I thought you were in bed,” Jamie said with an edge to his voice.

Dad sat next to his son on the couch and said, “I was. I heard you come in. I was kinda hoping…” He placed a hand on Jamie’s bare knee. Jamie started down at his leg while the hand moved upward, fingers sneaking into the leg of his shorts. As if on automatic, Jamie parted his legs slightly, allowing Dad’s digits to slither along his bare inner thigh, deeper into his shorts.

“We had such a good time last night. I’ve been dreaming about being with a young, fit guy like you for years. Then I finally notice that my own son is a horny gay god living under my own roof.”

Dad made contact with Jamie’s mounded underwear pouch. The teen, partly inviting, partly relenting, opened his legs wider. His father’s grip closed around his teen bulge. His cock was reacting, filling out his basket under Dad’s massaging hand.

“Mmm,” Dad hummed as he held his son’s swelling snake. “I’m glad you’re just as eager and I am.” Just like that, Dad Ankara bayan escort was groping his son’s hard-on again. Within five minutes of coming in the front door, Jamie’s dad had his hand up his son’s shorts, fondling his stiffy.

Withdrawing his hand and moving to his sons’ fly, Dad popped the button and unzipped. Jamie’s blue briefs stretched around his hard, teen cock. Dad palmed Jamie’s underwear-bulge and slipped his other hand up Jamie’s shirt, as if to take it off. The intensity had gone up a notch as Dad attempted to undress his son right there in the living room.

“Let’s get these cloths off. I wanna see your hot little soccer body,” Dad whispered lewdly.

“Jesus, Dad, you’re so gross,” Jamie replied. “But Mom…” said said, glancing in the direction of his parents’ bedroom. “Shouldn’t we go downstairs?”

“Don’t worry about her,” Dad said. It was the only reassurance he gave before tugging at his son’s shorts.

Jamie reluctantly lifted his butt and Dad pulled the shorts all the way down to his feet. The boy watched his father continue to manipulate his inflating snake, rubbing its length through the tight, blue fabric. His other hand swooped under his T-shirt, exposing Jamie’s toned abdomen and chest.

“Damn, you really are so sexy,” Dad said, fondling his half naked teenage son. Jamie only moaned in response under his father’s groping touch. “This is a dream come true for me.”

“Fuck, Dad,” Jamie complained. “I’m your fucking son.”

“You’re my gorgeous, teenage son, with a big dick that seems pretty eager at the moment,” Dad responded with faux-incredulity. “You’re my teen son who seems to enjoy dick as much as I do.”

“Fucking Christ…” Jamie murmured, so embarrassed at his dad’s perverted horniness. Even still, Jamie did nothing to resist his father’s fondling hands.

“Let’s get this shirt off you… unless you don’t want your degenerate dad to worship this tight little body of yours,” Dad teased.

Jamie, red faced, avoided eye contact, but lifted his arms nonetheless. Dad removed the shirt. The older man’s eyes drank in the sight of his son’s defined chest and taut abdomen. Jamie felt like a piece of meat as his dad’s gaze bored into the teenager’s slender form. Dad absorbed every detail of his son’s smaller, athletic body, from his strong, but not-too-thick thighs to the pretty face.

The older man leaned in and licked at his son’s nipple. He moved his hand away from Jamie’s briefs up to his other nipple. He gently pinched one while sucking on the other. Jamie bit his lip to stop himself from crying out. Still, a strangled whimper escaped as his Dad toyed with his sensitive nubs.

He found his eyes drawn to his father’s groin. He saw Dad’s pants tented outwards. Dad had gotten so hard just from touching his son. A fresh wave of red washed across the young man’s face as he accepted that his teen body was really a big turn on for Dad. And, likewise, Jamie had more than a curiosity to explore his dad’s body. He eyed that big tent, picturing the big slab of dad-meat hidden inside.

Generally, Jamie resisted his dad’s cringey attempts to engage with his moody teenage son. Jamie knew that his dad would love reciprocation, and part of him wanted to resist, to prove Dad wrong and assert dominance. But Jamie was weak to his own desires. He moved a hand to his father’s pants, easily finding the hidden monster and fingering the big lump.

“Oh yeah, Jaimie. That’s the way,” Dad said. The older man sat up, undid his pants and peeled his fly open, allowing his son better access. Jamie’s hand slipped right in, groping at Dad’s big pole through his underwear. Dad, meanwhile, tugged at Jamie’s underwear, nudging the boy to lift his butt. And just like that, Dad had his son stripped completely naked now, his raging teen boner hovering just above his tight tummy.

Jamie was glad for his dick to finally be free, but felt vulnerable. He was naked, except for his shorts and undies around his ankles, and Dad was still fully clothed. Jamie was a present that had been unwrapped. And now Dad was going to play with his toy. Jamie had resigned himself to his fate. He was under his dad’s full control.

Placing a hand on either of his son’s thighs, Dad opened his boy up. Jamie felt lightheaded as Dad’s fingers snaked between his legs, under his hanging balls, and pried their way between his cheeks. Jamie slouched a bit, swinging his knees wide apart, allowing his father better access. The man’s fingertip slipped deeper and tapped at his boy-hole. He raised his hips involuntary, desperate to feel Dad’s fingers inside.

The older man put his other arm around his son’s shoulders and leaned in to kiss Jamie’s neck. Meanwhile, Dad’s fingers pried at his tight anal ring. He tried to keep himself open so his body could welcome the invaders. And in an instant, his ring was pierced, the two fingers had entered. His hole clamped down on the digits as he felt the burning. Two of Dad’s thick digits were a lot to take in so suddenly, but Jamie wanted it so badly. His cock drooled a dollop of precum onto his flat stomach. Dad’s hot breath and wet kisses on his neck gave him goosebumps. He felt the fingers press Escort bayan Ankara inward again, sliding up his chute. Bit by bit, his hole filled up with his Dad’s fingers and his teen cock grew impossibly stiff.

Dad’s moist lips retreated and he looked down at his boy. Some inner instinct drove Jamie to turn his head toward Dad’s. When the older man saw Jamie’s longing expression and parted lips, he moved in. Dad’s tongue slipped between his son’s lips. Jamie was making out with his dad as the man fingered his asshole. His dick bobbed in the air with the boy’s quick pulse.

Cutting through the physical sensations was a desire to behold his dad’s pillar. As they kissed, Jamie slipped his hand into Dad’s underwear and held tightly to his hard man-meat. Dad pulled back, just enough to separate their lips.

“Mmm, yeah. You like my dick?” Dad breathed into his son’s mouth. Dad gazed at his boy’s face, crimson with embarrassment. It was the truth. Jamie loved his dad’s big cock.

“Yeah, Dad,” he said quietly.

“You wanna suck it?” Dad asked.

Jamie bit his lip, afraid to admit that he really, really wanted his dad’s dick in his mouth. But Dad didn’t need verbal confirmation. He simply leaned back and shucked off his pants and undies.

Jamie drank in the sight of Dad’s long, fat cock for several moments before leaning his upper body over his dad’s lap. His mouth connected to the hot flesh, licking and kissing until he reached the puffy cap. He relished the taste of Dad’s drooling precum, worshipping the man’s cock-head. He circled his tongue around the rim, then up the cleft to the slit, collecting all of Dad’s juice. He slipped down to his knees between his dad’s thighs. Letting his sex-addled emotions take over, Jamie lowered his mouth onto Dad’s fat pole.

“Oooh, fuck,” Dad growled in a low voice. He combed his fingers through Jamie’s hair as the teenager dragged his stretched lips along the length of the man’s shaft.

Jamie, cock hungry, slipped down farther, mashing Dad’s spongy head to the back of his throat. He pulled off and coughed, but went right back down, testing his gag reflex with the purple helmet.

“Oooooh, yeah, Jamie. Your mouth feels so good,” Dad said, his head falling back as his son worked his raging man-cock.

Sucking the man’s cock was making Jamie wild. His rational mind was out of service and his lustful thoughts were in control. He still recognized that this was his dad and that was superbly fucked up, but somehow, that twisted truth only made his teen cock harder. The lewd feelings in his chest blossomed and he worked doubly hard to devour Dad’s dick.

“Fuuuck,” Dad rasped. “I don’t wanna cum yet.” He pulled Jamie off of his cock. “Let’s change positions.”

Jamie sat back on his heels, woozy, watching Dad stand up in front of him. That amazing tower of dad-cock stood tall over his face.

“Get up here on the couch. Get on your hands and knees.” The teen stood up, his stiff cock wobbling in front of him. They both removed the remainder of their clothes. Dad and son were now completely naked and hard together. He mindlessly obeyed his father, planting his knees in the middle of the couch and bending forward, hands on the arm rest. He felt the couch sinking behind him as Dad took his place. The man’s large hands rubbed along Jamie’s narrow back until the teen felt pressure on his shoulders. He allowed himself to be pushed down until his upper body was pressed into the couch cushion, his tight buns up in the air.

“I love your sweet little ass, son,” Dad said, his hands encompassing the boy’s cheeks. As his dad parted them, Jamie felt the heat of his father’s breath on his crevice. Rough stubble scratched on his delicate, pink skin. Then, a flood of pleasure nearly drowned Jamie when his dad’s tongue lashed across his sensitive anus. Dad was a man starved, feasting with a famished spirit on Jamie’s pucker. He lapped the broad, flat surface of his tongue across the spot, then stiffened and jabbed into the center. Jamie uttered a strangled noise as he felt that hot, slick thing wriggling at his hole. He felt himself being opened up as the tongue pierced deeper. His dad’s lips were sealed around the circumference of the hole while he fucked his tongue in and out and, alternately, flicking the outside of his son’s tight ring.

After a few minutes of this, the squirming tongue retreated. He turned his head and saw Dad reach over to his discarded pants on the floor and fished out a small container from the pocket.

“What’s that?” Jamie asked, craning his neck around.

“Lube,” Dad replied, grabbing his cock. “I figured it might come in handy tonight.” He playfully waggled his big cock around, then spanked it on Jamie’s butt. He humped the thing gently along Jamie’s crevice.

“Jesus, Dad…” Jamie moaned, burying his red face in the cushion. Dad was so embarrassing. But that dick… Was he really going to get fucked tonight? By his own dad?

The older man chuckled, withdrawing his big meat-tube and squirting a stream of lube at the top of Jamie’s cleft. The teen’s buns filled Dad’s hands with the thumbs sinking between, working the cool liquid into the boy’s deep Bayan escort Ankara valley.

He took his time, massaging that tight little button for a while, before he pushed a lubed index finger at that spot. Jamie’s little bud swallowed his dad’s finger easily enough. Jamie bit his forearm, overcome with the sensation of that slick finger entering him. Dad sawed it in and out, digging around inside Jamie, pressing on that special place that made the boy groan and made his hard cock twitch.

“Damn, your hole is amazing, Jamie,” Dad said, gliding his finger slowly and deliberately in his son’s ass. With his free hand, Dad reached between Jamie’s thighs and gripped his hard teen cock. Pulling it back between his thighs, the man pumped his kid’s meat while fingering his hole. He lined up his index and middle finger and pressed them inward, stretching the boy wider.

“Oh shit, Dad,” the boy inhaled sharply. For the second time that evening, Dad had two fat fingers diving into Jamie’s butt. His hole was stretching open around the two digits and Jamie groaned into the cushion. His cock was so stiff, especially as his dad moved his fist up and down its length.

Dad removed his fingers and instructed Jamie to lay on his side. Dad’s hairy body laid along Jamie’s back and Dad’s arms circled around the teenager’s waist and chest. He shifted and moved them both into a spooning position. It was unexpectedly erotic for Jamie, having such bare-skin contact with his father. The man’s hairy chest pressed into Jamie’s upper back and the slight belly pushed into Jamie’s lower back. And of course, the man’s big dong mashed into Jamie’s perky butt.

“You’re so fucking sexy, Jamie,” Dad said, rubbing his hands all over the teenager’s lithe, athletic body. “God, I really want to get in that ass. And I bet you want to have a nice big cock up there, Jamie.” Dad lifted his son’s leg and moved his hips, his cock sliding between Jamie’s cheeks.

“Oh my god, Dad,” Jamie said, abashed by his father’s frank statement of his desires.

Dad wiggled around, moving his stiff piece until Jamie felt the drooling dong prodding at his anal entrance. Fear and excitement swirled inside his chest. Jamie flexed his pucker, desperately wanting that rod to fill him up. But he was also terrified of the huge sausage. And add to that, it was his own father. Did he really want to get fucked by his dad? Lose his virginity to the man that raised him?

The larger man held tightly to the petite teenager as he jabbed the boy’s hole with his fat bell. Jamie squirmed, relishing the sensation, but freaked out that his dad was doing this.

“Yeah, little guy. You want me in there?” Dad asked, rubbing up and down, then pressing inward.

“Dad… please…” he said with more longing than resistance.

On each moment of inward movement, the pressure was more insistent. Jamie opened himself up. A thrill coursed through his young body as his anal ring stretched open around Dad’s tip. And then Dad’s bulbous cock-head was inside him.

“Fuck, Dad!” Jamie gasped. It was fatter than his dad’s fingers. It was so big. But he wanted it. He wanted his dad’s big dick to fill him up and stretch his inner walls.

“God damn, you’re tight,” Dad growled.

“Nnnn,” Jamie moaned, trying to back his tight ass onto his daddy’s dick.

But Dad held his son’s hip firmly. He was taking full control.

“Please, Dad,” Jamie pleaded.

“Damn, Jamie. I want it so bad. But we’re going to have to wait for the real thing. I can’t risk waking up your mother. Dad rocked ever so slightly, moving the first inch of his cock in and out

“This is just a preview,” Dad said.

He reached around and found his son’s rock hard, drooling cock. With his other hand, he jerked his own cock as the tip remained lodged in the kid’s butt. He was pushing no more than an inch inside his son, then withdrawing completely. Jamie felt forsaken at the withdrawal. But soon enough, that bulb pushed at his hole again. His little ring stretched out, swallowing Dad’s knob, causing Jamie to gasp.

Jamie’s heart raced, not only at the physical stimulation, but because this was so dangerous. He was (almost) getting fucked right there in the living room, right down the hall from his sleeping mother. She had no idea of the perversity taking place just a few dozen feet away. Her husband was sinking his immense cock into their teenage son’s asshole. That thought, just as much as the actual act, made Jamie’s cock seep sloppy strands of precum.

Dad continued like this, fucking just the tip into his son, constantly stretching the teen’s anus then pulling away. He had started slow and deliberate, teasing the young man’s sensitive button. But after a few minutes, Dad increased his pace, breathing more heavily. Jamie felt the intensity growing. Dad’s body worked more urgently and Tyler’s hole was shooting jolts of pleasure throughout his body. His little ring stretched over Dad’s flared head as it pulled out, then opened up to allow the knob back into his body. Over and over, faster and faster. Dad’s hand moved from Jamie’s cock to the boy’s smooth chest, holding him tight. They both moaned, chests heaving. Dad pulled out one last time, roughly flipping his little man around onto his back. With Jamie’s legs up in the air, his thighs pressed to Dad’s chest as the man leaned forward, the man’s thick rod mashed against his son’s cleft. Dad humped Jamie’s crack, his massive load spewing over Jamie’s balls and cock and across his tight, teen body.

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Chapter 2 – Intimate Introductions

Mark stood waiting at the Hedges front door, having sat in his car for 5 minutes not sure whether to go ahead or not but in the end he had opened the door and stepped out in the cooling Autumn air.

After a short interval he heard feet tapping on a wooden floor and the door was opened by an athletic middle aged man.

Hello Mark – I am Victor Hedges – please do come in.

Mark stepped over the threshold into a brightly lit monochrome modern hall and the door was closed behind him.

‘I hear that we are all going to enjoy your company tonight and hope we will enjoy some of you too,’ said Victor as he led the way into a large drawing room. A number of people stood up as they entered. He recognised Edith straight away and apologised for the absence of Margaret muttering that she had other people to be with tonight (a prior engagement).

Victor first introduced his wife, Stephanie, who looked a few years younger than her husband with a buxom figure and dressed in a colourful flowing dress in orange and lemon tones.

The other young black couple were Brent and Amelia, both smartly dressed as if they had expected the evening to be a more formal affair. Kadıköy Escort They all returned to their seats and Victor pointed to a raised cushioned podium in the middle of the room.

Please take your clothes off now and kneel there on all fours so that we can all take a good look at all of you,

1. While you are here this evening we will not be using your own name and you are the 11th young gentleman who has been kind enough to share himself with us.

Mark was immediately conscious that within his linen trousers he had become immediately erect and by the expressions of some of the guests they were quite aware of this too.

He put his shoes by an empty chair and took off his jacket, trousers and shirt and folded them carefully. He had thought long and hard (literally) about what he should wear underneath and in the end he had decided to wear a pair of pink frilly knickers which were what he had on the last time he got tempted not to follow the instructions that he had given – as evidenced by the dried stain of his spunk on the front of the garment of his ‘misdemeanour’. He started to remove them entirely when Brent asked him to just pull them down to his knees…

‘It Kadıköy Escort Bayan makes you look more vulnerable.’

Mark did as he was bid and knelt on the podium feeling the soft cloth of the knickers against his thighs. His cock twitched in anticipation of being on show.

‘Lovely ‘, said Mrs H, as her eyes (and everyone else’s) watched Mark willingness to present all of himself to their gaze.

‘Tell us about the first time that you had an orgasm’, asked his host.

Mark described a day when he was in bed one night and he could feel his cock expanding in a way that was entirely new to him. To increase this unexpected pleasure, he held both sides of the bed with his hands rubbing his entire body up and down beneath the bed sheets. The warmth grew in his young groin as the friction on his cock made him feels warmer and warmer until his seed shot out of his cock head cooling the spaces between himself and the linen above him.

Mark – or

1 as they continue to call him – told others stories about how his adolescence was affected by his awareness of his growing sexual needs. After describing how he used to lock the bathroom door and wank in front of the full length Escort Kadıköy mirror wearing one of his mother’s bras and her knickers and stockings from the laundry basket while the bath filled ever so slowly making enough noise to prevent any of the moans or climatic grunts that he made when he forced out his semen once from being heard from outside.

There was a brief appreciative round of applause when he finally paused. A fully grown man kneeling openly in front of his audience, his shaft stiff and proud and so rigid that his cock head almost rubbed against his stomach.

Amelia asked if he had licked a black pussy at exactly the same time as Victor asked if he had ever had his arsehole or mouth penetrated by a man and felt their cum inside him. When he said that he had not experienced either, no one said anything for several minutes and he felt that he had just passed an important test by sharing something that he yearned to happen.

In a minute, I suggest that we all move to the ‘Queening room’ but I understand that Edith gave you a record of recent events at her house. Did you feel that you could share them with us all too? Mark nodded and continued to kneel, highly aroused as Stephanie found the silvered disk.

‘I think that we will be sharing this later.’

Mark felt that if the hosts and other guests had not been fully dressed then at least a couple of them would have already started playing with themselves at this judging by the frequent glances that everyone made at his swollen genitals.

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Tim picked up his coffee and headed toward the door of the shop, eager to get home. His guild had a big raid planned for the game tonight, and he didn’t want to be late. He started when someone grabbed his arm as he walked past. He was even more surprised when he stopped and turned to see it was a hot girl.

“Timmy, right? You’re good with computers, aren’t you?”

She knows my name? He thought. Kelly had run with the popular crowd in school, and he was surprised she even knew he existed. “Yeah, I guess.”

“This thing is totally frozen up and I can’t get it to do anything,” she said, gesturing at her laptop. “I’ve got these warning boxes about a virus, but when I click on them, they don’t do anything. See?”

“Uh oh,” he muttered as he looked down and saw the pop-up window. “That’s actually part of a nasty virus going around right now. Clicking it is probably what infected you.”

“God. Can you fix it? Pretty please?”

Fighting down a shiver from the incredibly sexy look she was giving him, he said, “I can give it a try.”

Slipping his bag off his shoulder, he sat it down on the table and dug through it until he found the thumb drive he was looking for. It had several useful programs on it, including recently updated versions of powerful malware removal tools. Downloading as much porn as he did had its dangers, so he kept everything he needed close at hand for quick fixes.

“I’ll need to restart it in safe mode first. It may take a few minutes to clean everything off, if this works.”

“If you can fix it, you’re a lifesaver.”

He sat down and turned the laptop to face him. His eyes immediately homed in on her well-displayed cleavage, and it was all he could do to tear his gaze away and focus on the computer.

After restarting the computer, he went to work with the programs. As he suspected, the computer was infected with a nasty virus he knew all too well, so he started the cleaning process.

About ten minutes later, he restarted the computer and scanned it, the programs reporting a clean bill of health. “There you go,” he said as he pushed the computer back toward her.

She spun it around and breathed a sigh of relief. “Oh my god. You totally saved my life.”

“You’re welcome.”

He only realized he was staring at her with a silly grin on his face when she shifted nervously in her chair.

“So, I guess I’ll see you around,” he said as he stood up, feeling his ears burning.

Way to go idiot. He chided himself for staring at her as he walked toward the door. When he looked up, he saw the last thing in the world he wanted to see — Jason.

Since the fifth grade, Jason had been his ultimate nemesis. Though he exited as quickly as possible and turned the opposite direction he actually wanted to go to avoid a confrontation, it didn’t help. A hand grabbed his shirt and jerked him up short.

“You hitting on my girlfriend, you fucking nerd?”

“No. I…”

That was as far as he got before the fist connected with his face. The next thing he remembered was sitting on the ground with his back against the building, vision blurred with tears, and sharp stabs of pain coming from his eye. Jason was standing over him, growling something, but he was too incoherent to make any of it out.

Once the thug walked away, Tim struggled to his feet and made his way back to his apartment, desperately wishing he was invisible all the way.

****

The doorbell ringing forced him to open one eye — the one not covered by an icepack — and caused his head to throb even harder. He ignored it at first, hoping whoever it was would go away, but the bell just kept ringing.

He sat the icepack down on the table next to his second hand couch and looked out the peep hole. Only slightly surprised by who he saw outside, he opened the door.

“I am so sorry,” Jason’s mother said as soon as he opened the door.

He shrugged, not really knowing what to say. It was hardly the first time she’d come trying to smooth over something her son had done.

“Can I come in?”

Once he stepped out of the way, she hurried into the apartment as if she didn’t want to be seen. She sighed and said, “Again, I’m sorry. I’ve tried talking to him, and punishing him, but… It won’t happen again, I promise.”

“Yeah, right,” he grumbled, a little surprised by his own words. Anger at years of teasing and beatings swelled up in him and he spat out, “I’m sick and tired of this.”

“I know. I know. There has to be some way we can make this right.”

He sat down hard on the couch. “Until the next time.”

“There won’t be a… I know. I’ve said that before.”

“Maybe he’ll listen to the cops, then,” he said while looking away.

She leaned down and grabbed his hand. “No, please. We can figure something out. He’s eighteen now, and it’s all different.”

Tim turned back and said, “Not from where I’m sitting.” His voice trailed off as it dawned on him that he was looking straight down her shirt. She was wearing a tight yellow tank top, and he certainly couldn’t see any hint of Kadıköy Escort a bra.

He knew he was caught when he snapped his gaze upward and saw her eyes flash with irritation. His face burned and he opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

She stood up, arching her eyebrows as he tried to think of something to say. Apologize. Change the subject. Anything. Then she bit her lower lip for a moment and grinned.

“I think I know how we can take care of this little problem.” She reached out and stroked a finger over his cheek, causing his eyes to go wide. Her smile broadened, and she said, “What if I were to help you let off a little steam?”

“Wh… What do you mean?”

Her fingers glided lower, to his neck, and then to his chest. “I could do a little something for you, to help you forget all about this.”

His mind racing from her touch, his voice cracked when he responded, “Like what?”

“Oh, I don’t know. I could jerk you off. I bet that would take your mind off things.”

His shoulders slumped, as his fevered brain filled with porn plots had conjured up something much, much more.

His reaction must have worried her, because she immediately came back with, “Uhm… Three times. One a day. Does that help?”

Dashed hopes aside, he wasn’t about to let the opportunity pass him by. He nodded.

“Good.” She knelt down in front of him, wearing a sexy smile and reached for the button of his jeans.

Heart thundering in his chest, he watched her pop open the button, and then pull down the zipper. She tugged on the denim, and he lifted his butt up off the couch to let her pull his jeans down. He couldn’t take his eyes off her, and chills shot all through him as she bunched his pants around his ankles and reached for the waistband of his briefs.

She didn’t waste any time, and tugged his underwear down to his knees, her other hand wrapping around his cock at the same time. Stunned and nervous, he was still mostly limp.

“You need to get hard for this to work, you know?” she said in sultry tones, slowly stroking his flaccid manhood.

“Maybe if you show me your tits,” he blurted out before he could think better of it.

She rolled her eyes and then said, “Oh, what the hell.” She released his cock, and in one quick motion, pulled her top over her head. As he’d surmised earlier, she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her tits were a little pendulous, but big, and incredible. More importantly, they were real, and not images on a computer screen or magazine page.

She cupped them in her hands and gave them a jiggle. The sight was enough to overcome his nervousness, and blood rushed between his legs.

“There we are,” she said as she wrapped her hand around his cock again. “I guess you like these?”

“They’re awesome.”

She chuckled and cupped his balls in her other hand, continuing to stroke his rapidly hardening cock. “Now, let’s help you forget all about what a jerk my son is.”

He closed his eyes and groaned, wondering if it was a dream as she stroked his cock. Her hand felt incredibly soft — far different from his own, which he knew so well. She rotated her wrist every so often, adding a twisting motion to the strokes. All the while, she gently rolled and caressed his balls in her other hand.

The wicked itch built in the head of his cock in less than a minute, spreading down the shaft with every pump of her hand. He grunted and groaned, breathing heavily, trying desperately to keep his eyes open so he could drink in the sight. Her breasts jiggled from the motion of her hand, and when she wasn’t looking at his cock, she was looking up into his eyes.

“Is that good?”

“Yeah,” he replied in a strained voice.

Her hand pumped faster, and his groans kept pace. Though he tried to fight it, his balls tightened and he felt the intense itch in his cock go numb for a moment. With the next stroke of her hand, he grunted and came.

“Oh!” she cried out in surprise as the first thick rope of cum spattered across her neck and chest. She pulled down on his pulsing shaft, and the next spurt landed on her breasts.

Grunting and growling, he continued to pump out cum in hard spurts. Two, then three, then four more hard ejaculations decorated her breasts with sticky trails. A pair of weaker squirts landed on the floor in front of her, and finally, a last pulse dribbled cum down the swollen purple head and onto her hand.

Eyes closed and panting for breath, he heard her chuckle and say, “Oh my. Have you been saving that for a while?”

A few inarticulate sounds were all he could manage for an answer. By the time he caught his breath and could open his eyes, she’d pulled several tissues from a box next to the couch. He watched in fascinated wonder as she wiped his cum from her body.

She picked up her shirt from the floor after sitting down the last balled-up tissue and stood. “Now, you’re going to forget all about what my son did, aren’t you?”

He answered with a weak nod, helpless against the grin spreading across his face.

“And, you’re not going to say anything Kadıköy Escort Bayan to anyone about this?”

He shook his head. There was no way he was risking the other two handjobs she’d promised.

She pulled on her top, tugging at the material and pushing her breasts until it settled the way she wanted them. “Same time tomorrow, and the next day?”

“Yeah.”

“Tomorrow, then.”

He watched her walk to the door, where she turned and waved to him — still sitting half naked on his couch with a slowly softening cock — as if nothing unusual had happened. She opened the door just wide enough to slip out, and then she was gone.

****

A chill shot up Tim’s spine when the doorbell rang, right on time. Heart beating fast, he answered it and didn’t make the futile effort to wipe the grin off his face upon seeing her. Her top wasn’t nearly as revealing, but she was wearing a skirt this time, showing off gorgeous legs.

She hurried inside as she had the day before, but gave a tug on his shirt as she passed. “Why don’t you go ahead and get out of those clothes?”

She was all business as she sat down her purse on the table and pulled something out of it. She held up the package of moist wipes as he walked to the couch, unbuttoning his jeans.

“My boobs were sticking together by the time I got home yesterday. Come on now. Chop, chop.”

He pushed down both jeans and underwear at the same time, and his already hard cock sprang free.

She brushed her fingertip over the head, causing it to throb and bounce. “Looks like we won’t have any trouble with that today, but I suppose you want to see these anyway?”

“Yeah.”

Off came her blouse, and she gestured for him to sit down. She sank to her knees in front of the couch as he sat, and then scooted forward.

He’d been trying to screw up his courage since shortly after she left the day before, and it paid off when he asked, “Can I touch them?”

“Go ahead. You may as well,” she answered as her hand wrapped around his cock.

The weight, warmth, and softness of her breast in his hand made him throb in her grasp, and she chuckled. Rather than starting to stroke him immediately, she caressed the hard organ instead. “Mmm. You have a soft touch.”

“I love your tits.”

“I can tell.” She stroked a finger over the head of his cock, and a clear drop of pre-cum welled up. While smoothing it into the swollen helmet, she said, “You know, you have a nice cock.”

“Really?”

“Mmm hmm. It’s a little bigger than average, and nice looking. Not all veiny and ugly like some of them are.”

Her grip tightened and she started to stroke, drawing out a groan from him as he continued to squeeze her breast and tease the nipple. “Feels so good.”

“Thank you. Can I ask you something?”

He nodded.

“Are you a virgin?”

Somehow, he had enough blood in his body to fuel both his erection and a blush.

“I’ll take that as a yes. That explains why you’re so eager to see a woman my age. Anything would do for you, huh?”

“No, you’re hot.”

She stroked a little faster. “You know, I think you really mean that. So, these are the first boobs you’ve ever seen?”

“Yeah.”

“And I’m the first woman to ever touch your cock?”

“Uh huh,” his voice shuddered from her ministrations.

She moaned and shivered. “I know I shouldn’t be saying this, but that really turns me on.” Her features turned stern and her hand froze in place. “But don’t get any ideas. A deal’s a deal.”

“Okay,” he said in a rush, hoping to encourage her to start again quickly.

“Good. Tell me when you’re about to come this time. I’m lucky I didn’t get it in my hair last time the way you went off.”

Without waiting for an answer, she started stroking again — fast. As little as he wanted to let go of her tit, he had to lean back and gasp as her talented hand worked him steadily toward an explosion.

As the initial rush of pleasure settled, he sat up again to feel her breast. A whim then pushed him to reach for the other. It was then that he realized she wasn’t caressing his balls this time — and why.

He gasped and let it out as a grunt when he saw her hand up her skirt. She’s playing with herself!

That pushed him over the edge. Despite having jerked off before going to bed, and again when he woke up from a dream about her, the sight of her touching herself was too much. He trembled and let out a long, quavering moan as her fast-pumping hand drew him to the edge.

“Gonna come,” he growled.

She leaned forward, resting the tip of his cock directly against her breast. Two quick strokes later, a roar bubbled up from somewhere deep inside him along with his cream.

“Mmm hmm,” she moaned as he spurted, decorating her tits with streamers of cum, though nowhere near as much as the day before. The last dribble pumped out when she rubbed the tip over her nipple, leaving the stiff bud sporting a dangling strand.

Tim collapsed into a heap as her soft hand uncurled from around his cock. He did manage Escort Kadıköy to keep his eyes open so he could watch as she straightened over her knees, giving him a perfect view of her cum-spattered breasts. She grinned and let out a chuckle as he stared at her. Then, her smile turned mischievous.

A lurch rippled through his body as she lifted her fingers to her lips and licked his cum off them. As soon as they were clean, she gathered up the dangling dollop from her nipple, and sucked it off her fingers too. His sensitive cock throbbed uncomfortably as he watched the show of her cleaning his cum from her breasts and moaning with every taste.

He finally let his eyes drift closed when she reached for the tissues.

“Not as much as yesterday. Have you been masturbating?”

She had finished with the tissue when he opened his eyes upon hearing the question. Her breasts shimmered in the light from the wetness of the wipe she was stroking over them.

Still a little weak and breathless, he nodded.

“You should save it for tomorrow,” she suggested while she finished cleaning up.

A few minutes later, she was dressed and out the door. Tim lay staring at the closed door in post-come lethargy for long minutes before he could summon up the energy to find his pants.

****

Fit to burst from resisting the nearly overwhelming urge to jerk off, Tim was standing right next to the door when the bell rang the next day. He had the door open before the chime had even faded.

“Someone’s eager,” she said and laughed as he closed the door behind her.

Hot on her heels, he jerked down the shorts he’d chosen over pants and sat down before she could fish the wipes out of her purse.

“Last time. A deal’s a deal,” she said as she stood in front of him with her fingers hooked under the tail of her blouse.

Doing his best to forget about that depressing fact for the moment, he nodded.

For the last time, she pulled off her top, revealing the incredible Milf tits that filled his dreams and daydreams. To his amazement, she didn’t stop there, though.

In the process of unbuttoning her jeans and kicking off her shoes, she said, “I had cum stains on my skirt yesterday.”

His heart raced as the denim slid down, revealing a thong. Once she stepped out of her pants, her panties followed. His eyes fixated between her legs with laser focus from the moment the first curly hair appeared above the cloth. A thin triangle of hair pointed down at the smooth-shaven cleft between her legs. As she lifted one foot to step out of her panties, he caught just the slightest glimpse of the pink treasure within.

“We may as well get this out of the way so we can get down to business.” She moved closer and lifted one foot to rest it on the cushion next to him.

With a real, live pussy inches away, he drank in every detail. Her pussy lips were bigger and a little more crinkly-looking than most of the girls in porn, but he didn’t care in the least as he burned the sight into his memory. After a few seconds, something tickled his nostrils. The scent was musky — somehow a little off-putting and incredibly exciting at the same time.

She leaned over and grabbed his wrist, moving it in front of the object of his obsession. “Well, go ahead. Do you know where my clit is?”

All the porn he’d watched came in handy. He lifted a finger to the apex of her nether lips and pressed it against the little hump there.

“Hmm, I guess you do.” Her guiding hand still holding his wrist, she twisted until his palm faced up. She bent two fingers down into his palm, leaving the pointer and middle finger extended. A pull pressed the digits against her folds, and then inside.

She was hot, wet, and velvety smooth inside. His cock throbbed, pumping out pre-cum as he reveled in the feeling of her pussy wrapped around his fingers. Long before he was ready, she pulled his fingers out, and then pushed his hand toward his mouth.

Pussy juice made the digits glisten before his eyes. The smell was much stronger, filling his lungs. Before he could even think about it, he parted his lips and sucked his fingers. The taste was tart and a little bitter — like nothing he’d ever tasted before. He felt light-headed and intoxicated as he savored his first taste of pussy, sucking every last drop from his fingers.

Her foot dropped back to the floor, and her knees followed. Tim finally pulled his fingers from his mouth as she curled her fingers around his shaft.

“Remember. Tell me before this thing goes off,” she warned.

“Okay.”

Already sitting up, he saw her fingers slip between her legs from the first stroke of her hand. At first, she only teased with the tip of one finger, but shortly thereafter, two fingers flashed back and forth over her clit. She whimpered and squeezed his cock tighter, the skin sliding over the hard core and making him groan.

It all nearly overwhelmed him. She stroked his cock slowly, somehow coordinating that with her flashing fingers. Her tits jiggled even more than the last two times because of how fast she was playing with herself. The speed of the hand jacking him off steadily increased, until it was keeping pace with the one between her legs. He didn’t want it to end, and fought the cum surging up for release with every ounce of his will.

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Chapter Five.Finally, his cock slipped out of me and it was followed by what I can only describe as a flood of cum, leaking down over my ass and onto the sheets. I barely had the energy to blink let alone do anything about that. I blinked once, then twice, and then realised I was alone.I was now covered by the blankets of the bed and as I looked to the window I realised that the light of the day had begun to fade. I was so confused. Hadn’t it been only an hour or so ago that I had had lunch? My stomach answered with a rumble that said that was absolutely incorrect. Apparently, I had fallen asleep. I wondered what it was that had woken me up. I blinked and looked around then heard someone knocking on my door.“Mum, are you in there? Are you okay? Answer the door, Mum.”Oh, shit! Sally, sounding worried as she called out to me. I sat up in a hurry and looked around myself, finally taking in the reality of the room around me. I was completely naked, sticky with cum, my clothes were spread around the room like they had been thrown off me. Which of course they had. Then I remembered Luke. Where was Luke?Bang bang bang.“Mum, please come to the door.”Panicked, knowing I would have some explaining to do, I grabbed the sheet and wrapped it around my naked body. Then I croaked out a response.“I’m coming, Sally. Hang on.”I didn’t want to face her like this. She would know instantly what had been going on but I didn’t want the hotel security involved either and if she kept banging then that was bound to happen.I opened the door and saw the look of worry on Sally’s face. She came into the room and seemed to stop in her tracks. I saw her glance around the room at my clothes, the state of the bed, which I noticed at the same time had a rather large wet patch on it, then taking in the fact that I was clearly naked under the sheet wrapped around me. With each new thing, she noticed her eyebrows crept a little higher up her forehead. I was concerned they were going to disappear completely when she took a sniff and smelled the strong odour of sex in the room.“Wow. Oh, mum. I’m sorry. This is… Well, unexpected.”I didn’t know what to say. I was so embarrassed and blushing so hard that I felt like my hair would surely catch fire with the heat that was coming off my face.“I’m so sorry to have barged in like this, Mum. You hadn’t been answering your phone and you weren’t answering the door. I was worried.“I’m sorry I made you worry, Sally. I’m… Well, I’m fine. I just fell asleep and it must have been a deep sleep because I didn’t hear anything.”I looked around the room and saw my phone lying on the floor next to my handbag. The little green light was flashing, letting me know that I had missed calls. I bent over to get it and felt the sheet separate from my hip, displaying my naked leg and half my butt to Sally and removing any doubt about the state of my undress. I picked up the phone, blushing even harder than I thought was possible. Sure enough, there were several missed calls from Sally and also a couple from Luke.I placed the phone on the bedside table and took a deep breath.“I’m sorry, Sally. I simply didn’t hear the phone.”“It’s okay, Mum. I’m sorry for intruding on a, well… A sensitive moment.”It was Sally’s way of saying she could piece together pretty much exactly what had happened but that she was okay with it. I felt strangely relieved by that. She was being an adult about it when really she could very easily have been the angry child in the scenario. I was intensely grateful that that wasn’t the case. She rarely had been one to behave that way but if ever there was an excuse.I suddenly felt a cool unpleasant feeling as excess cum leaked from me and began to run down the inside of my thigh. I must have had a slightly panicked look on my face as Sally looked startled.“Is everything alright, Mum?”“Haha, yeah, sure, listen, I have to get in the shower, like right now.”I didn’t miss the look of barely-contained laughter on Sally’s face as I barged past her and into the bathroom. I turned the shower on and stripped the sheet off my naked body.As soon as the hot water descended over my body I felt my muscles begin to ease. It felt so good that I did not want to get out. Eventually, I dragged myself from under the water and reached for the towel. As I dried myself I bent forward to dry my legs. I discovered some aches in my hamstrings that I hadn’t had in a very long time. That seemed to awaken my senses to other aches and pains in my body that I had not paid attention to earlier. I was going to be sore by this time tomorrow. I dried myself and looked around for my clothes, remembering that my case and all my clothes were back out with Sally.I stepped out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped around me. It was barely big enough to cover my butt as well as my boobs at the same time. I figured, though, that the dress I had worn earlier, which was now in a crumpled mess on the floor, showed nearly as much anyway. I tried to pretend that this was a completely normal thing to do as I picked up the bag with my clothes in it and headed back to the bathroom. In all honesty, it was far from the first time Sally had seen me wrapped in nothing but a towel, in fact, thinking back on it she had most likely seen me naked from time to time. The difference was that this towel was definitely smaller than the ones I had at home and she had never found me in a state where I had clearly just been fucked Bostancı Escort to within an inch of my life before. Even I could smell the sex in the air when I returned from the bathroom. I was embarrassed by it, knowing that Sally could smell my cum. Knowing that she knew that I had been fucking in here not that long ago. I wondered what was going on in her imagination. Was she imagining me on the bed getting fucked hard and steady by some random stranger? Or did she know it was Luke? Was she right at this moment picturing Luke, naked, sweaty, pounding his cock into her mother? Was she hearing the slapping of our naked bodies? Was the scent of our combined cum helping her picture the scenario more vividly? Was it making her sick or turning her on to think of her friend fucking her mother right in this room? Why the hell was it turning me on so much to think about her being turned on by that? Not for the first time today I wondered if something had broken in my brain. Was I having a stroke? I glanced across at Sally, almost afraid to make eye contact with her. She wasn’t looking at me though. Well, not at my face anyway. She was staring at my naked legs. I watched as her eyes travelled slowly up my legs and settled on the profile of my ass. I was sure from the side-on view she had of me and the cool air I could feel there that most of my butt was probably on display. I felt nailed to the spot by her stare. I didn’t dare move. All I could do was stare at her blushing face as she stared at my naked ass. What was going on here? This felt so wrong and so weird but like a lot of taboo things, it was kind of nice too, to be looked at like this. Sally continued to stare and unconsciously bit her bottom lip.For God’s sake, Sue. Get your shit together woman. Put a stop to this immediately. Well, that’s what went through my head but it was still several, very long, seconds before I could force myself to move. I turned away from her, partly to not be caught looking her in the face when she did look up and save her the embarrassment. I won’t completely deny that part of it was to give her a slightly better angle to look at my ass though.Why I decided to not go back into the bathroom to get dressed is something that I wish I could say I didn’t know but the truth is my inner exhibitionist wanted to come out to play again. I pulled my jeans out of my bag and dropped the bag on the floor. I bent forward, lifting one leg up to slide it into my jeans. I knew that bending forward like this was giving Sally an almost x-rated view of my body if she chose to look. I slid the jeans up my legs and did them up feeling the rough seam press against my slightly tender pussy. I then let the towel drop to the floor, revealing my breasts with their hard nipples. I bent forward to get my bra and shirt out of the bag, taking my time and letting my breasts sway a little. I then stood up and turning slightly towards Sally, put my bra on. I didn’t look at her the whole time but I could feel her stare burning into my body. As I adjusted the bra, settling my breasts into a comfortable position, I “accidentally” brushed each nipple with my thumbs.I slipped the shirt on over my head, then picked up the towel that I had discarded. I took it into the bathroom. I spent a few moments in there composing myself and allowing Sally to compose herself as well, while I pretended to be cleaning up my mess and getting ready to go out. I walked back out into the room and started putting my little dress and my soaked panties into the bag I had just emptied. I then stuffed that bag into my case. I made the bed a bit neater and a little more presentable by hiding the wet stain on it with the sheets and blankets. Finally, I felt that I could look Sally in the face.“Well, ready to head out again, Sally?”She was still blushing and having a little trouble looking me in the eye as she stammered.“Ah, yeah… I guess we should… Umm, okay.”It would have been comical under different circumstances. I reached out and took her hand in mine and forced her to look me in the eye.“Sally, are we okay?”She stared for a second as though unsure what to say. Finally, she smiled and nodded.“Yeah, Mum. We’re okay, just… Well, I don’t know.”I decided to grab the bull by the horns so to speak.“You just walked into your Mum’s room and discovered that she is a human being with sexual needs just like any other human being and it has short-circuited your brain temporarily?”Sally blushed again and nodded then giggled. She shook her head as she laughed.“Well, yeah. That about sums it up. Like most people I guess, I’ve just never thought about my mum in that way. It’s more though, Mum. I feel like I have seen you from a stranger’s perspective for the first time. I was looking at a very attractive, very sexual woman and well, to be honest, Mum. You have got it going on.”She said the last sentence in a bit of a rush and blushed even further.“Well, I will take that as a compliment any day of the week. Thank you.”Sally giggled and it had broken the tension in the room.“Come on. Let’s go get some dinner, I’m starving.”“I bet you are.”Sally said with a wry grin on her face. We were both laughing as we strode down the hallway to the elevators. Sally shocked me by spanking my butt as we walked.“Oh, and since when do you get around with no knickers on anyway? Or G-strings for that matter.”I laughed, although that spank made my butt Bostancı Escort Bayan and other parts tingle like crazy.“If you must know, today has been a day of many firsts for me.”Sally smiled.“Good for you, Mum.”The rest of the evening was wonderful. We had a lovely meal in a nice cosy restaurant and listened to the house band play some great songs as we sat there and enjoyed each other’s company. We then wandered back in the direction of the hotel and Sally promised to pick me up in the morning for a coffee and breakfast before I returned home.Chapter Six.I had been home for just over a week and I had finally reached the point where I could get through five minutes without thinking about Luke’s cock or the way I gleefully exposed myself to Luke, Sally and whoever was looking through the window of the hotel room. Not that I didn’t think about those things at all. I doubt there would ever be a time when I don’t think about how good it felt to slide down onto Luke’s cock and have it fill me up slowly. Or remember the taste of our cum combined together, or how good his tongue felt as it caressed my folds and my clit. It would be nice to look back on that day without blushing but that knowing look on Sally’s face, when she got to my motel room, would be etched into my mind for a long time yet. I know she’s okay with it, and she has said so herself but it is kind of weird to know that your daughter knows something so intimate about you.I was getting on with the routine of the day when my phone buzzed. There was a message from Sally. At any other time in my life, I would have opened it without a moment’s hesitation. The fact that I had just been thinking about her and that most awkward situation though made me pause.”Stop being silly.”I opened the message and tried not to dwell on the fact that speaking aloud to myself was a habit I had gotten into when I was nervous.”Hi, Mum. I wanted to get in early and make sure you have nothing planned for the weekend after this one coming.”I didn’t think I did but I checked my planner to be sure. I had been so preoccupied with thoughts of Luke and his magnificent cock lately that things had been slipping my mind.”No, I’ve got no plans, Sally. Why what’s up?””I will be getting all the footage back from the cube this weekend and I wanted to go through it with you. Sort of a last thing we can do together on the project if that’s something that interests you.””Of course it is. I would love to go through it with you.””Great. I will see you on Saturday morning then.”It seemed almost strange to have such a normal conversation with Sally. It was nice though and I felt that if she still wanted me involved then she wasn’t upset with me. I know we had resolved any weirdness on the day but a bit of time and distance had made me nervous again.I finished doing the rest of the chores I had started and got ready for work. The whole day I had a smile on my face. Partly because of Sally’s message and partly because I was thinking about riding Luke’s cock, naked and in front of an audience.I was glad I had decided to wear panties today as it seemed I was destined to spend an entire shift with a wet pussy. Luke and I had exchanged a few messages back and forth since that incredible afternoon. I was trying to be careful not to get too involved. I was under no illusions about what our relationship was but I also knew how easy it was to slip up and fall for someone we shouldn’t. I didn’t want anyone getting hurt by this but oh how he turned me on. He seemed to know what I needed and how I wanted to expand my horizons.I sent Luke a message telling him that I was thinking about his cock and how I wanted it inside me with people watching us fuck. I told him that even though he wasn’t here, his cock was still distracting me at work and how wet my panties were. I didn’t really expect a reply from him straight away as I knew he had lectures that day so I was surprised when my phone buzzed in my pocket so soon after sending it.“Mmm, I love the thought of your wet pussy. All glistening and dripping with your yummy cum, just waiting for me to taste you.”Oh wow. Now I wanted his tongue on me too. My pussy began tingling as I thought more about it. I was squirming now and I glanced around to make sure there was no one else around to notice what was going on.“You have no idea how much I want that. How I want your tongue on me, inside me, tasting me. I want to taste you too. I want to taste your pre-cum as it oozes from your cock. I want your cock to fill me up and pump me full of your cum.”I was getting worked up and as much as work wasn’t the right time or place for this I couldn’t stop it either. I felt like a naughty teen, sneaking around and sending dirty texts at work. I was trying to focus on my work but I was also checking my phone every thirty seconds or so because I wanted a response. I had almost decided that Luke had obviously become too busy to respond and that I should just get on with my work and put the phone out of my mind when it buzzed again. I practically dived for it and almost dropped it in my rush to open it.It took longer to open than I had expected then I realised why. Luke had sent me two images. I stared at them in disbelief. My pussy clenched and was practically drooling. The first image showed Luke, in a high-up seat in a lecture hall. Behind him was the Lecturer standing at the board and talking to the students. Escort Bostancı In between Luke and the lecturer had to have been about thirty other students, all facing away from Luke and looking at the front of the class. Standing rigid and proud from Luke’s lap was his nice hard, delicious-looking cock. The view from the rest of the class would have been blocked by the back of the seat in front of him, but only just. It wouldn’t have taken a genius to figure out what he was doing if they looked back at him.It was so risky but so incredibly erotic. I thought about sitting in his lap in that lecture hall with all those people around and letting his cock slide up into me while everyone around us was oblivious to the fact that we were fucking right there. The thought alone was almost enough to make me cum.The next photo was a much closer one of his cock and it showed every detail including the large drop of pre-cum that had formed at its tip. I wanted it all in my mouth so much right now that my jaw almost ached from the need for it.My phone buzzed again.“These lectures can be so damn boring but you make them a lot easier to take. I hope your pussy is nice and wet. I want to see it.”Was he really saying “send nudes”? It felt like it. Why didn’t that turn me off? Why was it so damn exciting to be thinking of actually doing it? Surely that would be a silly thing to do. I mean, we’re taught that you can practically guarantee they are going to end up online if you do. That kind of exposure would be madness if they could work out who it was in the picture. But if they couldn’t… “Don’t be stupid, Sue.”I mean, if there’s no face in it, how would anyone know?“What are you doing, Sue?”Without even being conscious of making the decision I was on my way to the toilets. There was a part of me that wanted to do it here and now where the risk of being caught was much higher but that tiny part of my brain that was still functioning properly judged the risk to be just too high.I entered the stalls and glanced around to make sure I was on my own. I locked the door, pulled my pants down and sat on the edge of the seat. I spread my legs as wide as I could with my pants around my calves and started taking photos. The first didn’t show much, so I used my other hand to spread my lips apart. The next one showed my finger sliding over my clit. The next had my finger inside me. The next showed a string of my cum stretching from my pussy to my now removed finger and the final one showed my finger in my mouth. I didn’t even think about it as I sent them all to him and then got on with the business of making myself cum.I thought again of fucking Luke in the auditorium but this time everyone had stopped to watch as I rode his cock to a mighty orgasm. In my mind, I had stripped naked and they could all see my tits bouncing wildly, my nipples hard as rocks, the juices coating Luke’s cock and the squelching sounds of our wet fuck.It didn’t take long for me to cum at all. In fact, I probably spent longer calming back down to normal than it took for me to reach my orgasm.I cleaned myself up and redressed. I put my phone back in my pocket where I vowed to ignore it for the rest of the day until I got home, even though I knew this was a lie to myself. I then washed my hands, splashed some water on my face to try and get some of the heat out of it and headed back to work.I managed to ignore my phone for a while, if not the remainder of the day. I even managed to avoid destroying another pair of underwear until I got… Well, almost home. I know I should have waited to get home before calling Luke but I just couldn’t wait. I was so worked up that I just had to have as much of him as I could. I was trying to concentrate on driving but all I could think about was Luke fucking me and the fantasy of him fucking me in front of an audience that had been playing through my mind all day.“Well hello there, sexy lady.”His voice practically poured out of the speakers. Mmm, fuck, I was so turned on.“Hello, my stud. I wish you were here to fuck me right now.”“Mmm, straight to the point, just the way I like it. I would happily fulfil your desires. Where are you?”“I’m driving home from work right now, so that might be a bit tricky.”“I want you to stop the car as soon as you have somewhere to park.”“Umm… What do you mean?”“I mean, pull the car over and park it. I may not be there in person but I am going to do the best I can from afar to fuck you right now.”I felt a shiver run through me and I angled the car to a parking lot right next to the public lake where all the joggers ran and exercised. I pulled the car up and turned off the ignition far enough to stop the car but keep the hands free running. I had a feeling I was going to need my hands free.I was already panting with excitement. My nipples were hard and tingling, as was my clit. I pulled the handbrake on and my seat belt off.“Okay, I’m parked.”“Good girl.”I was twice his age but him calling me a good girl made me so fucking hot.“Take your shirt off.”Fucking what? There was every chance someone could run by and see me. But wasn’t that the point? I started to undo the buttons of my shirt. My hands were shaking with nerves and I kept looking around as though someone was going to come up to the car and catch me straight away.My phone seemed to drop out and I was about to hit redial when it rang itself. It was a video call and I realised Luke had hung up because he wanted to do more than just hear this.I answered and saw my face pop up in the corner as Luke’s face appeared on the screen.“Mmm, that’s much better.”“Mmm, yes it is. I see you have no shirt on, Luke. Where are you?”“I’m stuck at home in my dorm now but I wish I was there with you. Where are you?”

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