Taser Sparkle Dances For Her Admirer

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She took her final bow, and slowly walked off stage. Alexia felt energized as always after a good performance. She rushed to her dressing room. Would there be a present again? The first time it had been a red rose with a simple thank you note. Last week there had been a bottle of red wine. The wine had been very good. It was an expensive gift, as she found out when she tried to buy the same kind later. This time there was an envelope on the make-up table. ‘Taser Sparkle’ it said in clear handwriting. Excited, she opened it. She read the card.“Rendezvous?I will expect you at 21.30 in the Catz’ Lounge and bar.”She looked at the clock. She had half an hour to get to the Catz’, if she wanted to go. Exciting as this was, part of her realized that meeting a random admirer of her burlesque act was probably not a sensible thing to do. She hesitated, should she ask some of the other girls? No, she decided. They would probably tell her not go or want to accompany her. She realized she had convinced herself. She would meet her admirer.After her act, there was not much clothing to take off. She quickly stepped out of the little string and pulled the tassels of her breasts. She paused, looked in the mirror at her naked self. She cupped her large breasts in her hands and squeezed her nipples. She felt exited. Not just excited, she felt alive and aroused. She was happy she had brought her vintage summer dress. It was classy enough for Catz’, and sexy enough for a flirt. She quickly collected the remains of her burlesque costume from Rose. Rose was the inspiration, mother and soul of the group. Alexia made a feeble excuse of having to see her parents urgently. She realized a woman of Rose’s experience would see through the lie, but not ask questions.She walked out of the old theater into the warm night. The thin dress felt sensual against her skin. If anyone asked her why she did her burlesque act once a week, she would answer something almanbahis şikayet about liking to dance, and the camaraderie of the girls in the troupe. To a more intimate friend she might confess how the atmosphere of the theater, the costumes and the period references made her feel good. It was an escape from her normal life. It felt glamorous. The theater was a very long way in space and time from the call-center where she worked. What she would not admit was the sexual excitement she felt on stage. She knew she was turning on the men, and some of the women, watching her. On the best evenings, she felt her own sex drive rise with the crowds. Many of her practice sessions at home had ended in wild masturbation. She would lie on the bed fantasizing about being shared by three fit men for whom she had performed her show.Alexis arrived at the Catz’. She had been there once before. It was a nice place, but expensive. She walked in to the bar. She was curious how her admirer would announce himself, and how he would look. As she stepped in a waiter came up to her.“Miss Taser Sparkle?”“Yes, that is me.” She tried to hide her surprise, acting as if she was used to this sort of treatment.The waiter took the little suitcase with her outfits. “If miss would care to follow me please.”He led her to a table with two comfortable chairs in a quiet corner of the bar. She held her breath. Her heart was beating fast. A man rose from one of the chairs. He smiled, and gestured her to sit down. Alexis did not quite know what she had expected, definitely not this handsome man in his dark blue suit. She noted that he only sat down after she did. A small gesture she really enjoyed.“Good evening,” he said.“Good evening, Mr..?”“Graham, no need to make it more formal than that.” He smiled. “And you miss Taser, would you like me to address you by a less dangerous sounding name?”“I kind of like Taser, but call me Alexis if that almanbahis canlı casino is more comfortable.”The waiter handed them two menus.“Order what you want, my invite,” Graham said.Alexis studied the drinks list. She was happy to concentrate on something else for a second. Her date, if she could call it that, was quite a man. He was good looking. The suit helped, but he was obviously well built underneath. His age was hard to guess in the low light. She thought at least thirty-five if not forty, which was considerably older than her own twenty-two. He seemed self-assured in an understated way. He was polite, but seemed used to getting things his way.The waiter returned. Alexis ordered a Mohito, and her suitor a Campari-orange juice. She was too nervous to order food, but Graham ordered olives and humus to share. Conversation was easy, if not inspired. Alexis started to wonder why this man had invited her. She could have been in the theater flirting with the guys in the audience.Graham put down his drink, leaned forward and looked her in her eyes. “I am not good at small talk. It bores me. I think you also didn’t come for idle chat.”“No, I am not sure why I came. But not for boring small talk.”“Bon, then let’s come to the point. I have watched your performance a number of times. It’s good, the best of your troupe by far.”She tried to stay poker faced. “Thanks, that means a lot to me, but this is still not the point I think.”“It is part of it. It’s the reason for the question I have for you.”“Which is?”“Do you want to come to my place, and do your act for me? Private, one to one.”“Just dance?”“Dance and whatever the magic brings. You seem capable enough to say no when you mean no. I trust you on that.”He leaned back. Gave her the space to think. Alexis picked up an olive, and looked at it. She looked at the man in the suit. He did not give himself away. There was none of the nervousness she inspired almanbahis casino in most men.“Ok,” she said, “I will come and dance for you.”The decision was made, immediately she felt fully alive again. She looked at Graham differently. He grew ever more attractive. The way he handled himself, friendly yet full of a quiet purpose. On the way out he carried her things, and held open the door as if it was the most natural thing to do. He offered his arm as they walked into the night. When she saw his car her eyes went wide. It was silver, beautiful and unlike any car she had been in.“What is that?” She managed.“It is a DB 9, it’s from England.”He opened the passenger door for her. She slid into the car. She had never cared about cars, but she had never known that this kind of car existed. She felt thrilled, special, just to sit there. He sat down in the driver’s seat, and looked at her.“Do you like mystery Alexis? I have a blindfold here. Wear it if you dare.”She was not sure why she accepted so easily. Was it the dare? Was it him, or just the Mohito? “I will take the blindfold as long as I can take it off at any moment.”He handed her the blindfold. She put it over her eyes and immediately felt her other senses heighten. She was aware of her own breathing, she smelled his perfume and she sensed excitement between her legs. He switched on the stereo. Ella Fitzgerald’s voice filled the car. Alexis recognized the song, “The very thought of you”. It struck her how erotic it was.Alexis was feeling on top of the world. She was being chauffeured around the city by a mysterious, handsome man in a luxurious car. The flirtatious music, the buzz of the rum and the sense of total irresponsibility made her want to laugh like she had not for a long time. She felt this was a night from a novel; a night in which she would learn how to fly on a broomstick.They went down a short incline and stopped.“We are there.”She took off the blindfold and saw they were in a parking garage. They got out of the car and into an elevator. She guessed they were in a luxury hotel. She noted her man pushed the button for the twenty-fifth floor close to the top of the building. They went up in silence.

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“Are you sure you’re okay with this, Mickey,” said Rona. She was watching my eyes very carefully. “I mean if . . .” “I think so,” I said. “But, I’m still concerned about it affecting our marriage.” “Baby, that is the one thing that you do not have to worry about at all. If anything it will add sugar and spice to it, not the other way ’round,” she said. ****** For the record, I’m Mickey Iverson. I work for Stanley Construction. I’m a site foreman. The work is hard some days, but the pay is very good. My wife is a tech at a local clinic. She’s the lab person that messes with your blood. Good job she has too. Between the two of us we do right well economically. Rona and I have been married for nineteen years. I’m forty-five to her forty-one. No kids, she had an accident in high school and pretty much wiped out her female plumbing. But, we have a mess of nieces and nephews, and we fawn on them. Our love life up till the telling of this story had been great. Well, that’s my opinion; others might beg to disagree based on the evidence now available. ****** My wife had laid it on me the week before last that she was concerned about the deterioration of our sex life. She was right of course things had gotten stale. And, bearing in mind how hot to trot we’d been early on in the marriage; well, one had to wonder. At any rate, after some time thinking it all over, she approached me. We’d considered a number of alternatives to fix our flagging libidos, but had come up nil. But then, apparently out of the blue, she’d brought up an old fantasy of mine: watching her get it from another man, surreptitiously. “I don’t think so, babe, too risky. Something like that could mess up our marriage bad,” I said. “Mickey, I’m nervous too. Neither of us has ever been in a situation like this, and maybe it won’t work out; but we should try it at least once; dontcha think,” she said. I didn’t like it, but we decided to sleep on it and talk again. It was true that watching another man do her had long been a fantasy of mine, kind of a common one I knew; but I had never been keen on actually living it out. For the very good reason that the very thought of actually doing it, let alone the reality of it, was frightening. At any rate, we’d discussed it, chewed on it, digested it, and finally, at her very pushy urging, decided to give it a go. There had been just two stipulations. One, if either of us felt uncomfortable with the situation that it, the fantasy, would suffer a quick and unmourned demise. And two, that it, again the fantasy, would not be allowed in any way shape or form to impact our own love making except in positive ways. Howard Tyler would be here in twenty minutes. Tonight was the night. “How are you feeling, honey?” she said. “Okay. Nervous as hell, but okay,” I said. She nodded, gave me a peck on the cheek, and pushed me into the closet, locking it from the outside. The lock was to keep Howie baby out not me in. I could easily get out by breaking the mirror. My cloister, our walk-in closet, had a mirror in the door that was one-way see through glass; we’d had it installed as soon as we’d made the decision to go ahead with the plan. I would be privy to everything that went on in the room but invisible to those on the other side. From inside my hideout I watched her finish dressing. Black mini dress, fluffed out dark hair, ruby lips and nails, eye work that was simply dazzling, and her smell, enslaving. Oh, and no underwear. Howard was sure to appreciate her efforts. I heard the doorbell ring and watched as Rona headed out to answer it. I settled in. I knew that she would probably entertain him a little out front before she brought him in to the bedroom for the main event. I was wrong, she entertained him for an hour; I was not happy at the delay. Finally they came in and Rona came to the mirror on the door and pretended to adjust herself. She mouthed me a kiss and smiled. As she turned back to him, he took her in his arms and kissed her softly, almost elegantly. She returned his kiss. He pulled back from her. “This time will be better, baby,” he said. “We’ll have more time.” I started at that. What did he mean, “this time”? She planted a kiss on him smothering any further words on his part. His hands began to caress her neglecting no part of her. I watched as he slid the zipper at her back floorward. He peeled the little mini from her shoulders and smiled at her nakedness. Only her high heels remained; she left them on. “He felt her buttocks and slipped his fingers into her crack obviously feeling the softness and heat of her anus. At this particular intrusion, she looked a trifle almanbahis şikayet concerned. But, his kisses smothered any demur on her part. Dropping to her knees, she unbuckled his pants and pulled them down; he wasn’t wearing any underwear either. His cock sprung free, hard, and looked to be eight inches long. She rescued it and began stroking it slowly. She looked up at him, smiled, and took it into her mouth. I was witness to her swallowing his cum. This bothered me, as she had never allowed me that privilege; we’d talk. Oh yeah, we were going to have plenty to talk about already, and they’d hardly started! Over the next two hours he took her pussy two times and got an equal number of blow jobs for his trouble. The grand finale almost caused me to burst through the mirror of my closet prison. She took him up her butt. She had strenuously forbidden that to me both while we were going together and since our marriage a period of twenty-one years. I was seething, but I held myself under control, and it was more than a miracle that I was able to do so. To her credit she did send a worried look in my direction as he took her that final time. She had to know that I was not happy. Clearly this was something long planned, and that with me totally out of the loop. At that moment, I was weighing my choices: accept what she’d done, divorce her, kill them both. All three options were on the table. A half hour after her butt screwing, she was ushering him out of the house and into the night. She returned two minutes later letting me out. “I know what you’re going to say, dear,” she said. “We didn’t plan it; it just happened.” I paced back and forth trying to get my bearings. I was almost apoplectic. She took me in her arms and I was so horny that I decided to fight my battles at a later time. I needed release. Sloppy seconds or not, I was going to fuck her. She was still naked and I was too seconds later. I took her missionary style, she seemed a little listless, but I laid that off to all of the calorie burning earlier that evening. I repeatedly and ruthlessly rammed my very turgid six inches into her very soppy cunt without concern for her pleasure; I figured she’d gotten hers already. I came in a gusher, well, you can imagine. I asked her to suck me off. She smiled and took me in her mouth, but as I was about to cum, she stopped and told me to take her doggy style. I stared at her. “You swallowed him!” I said. I was still pissed about her taking him in her butt, and about his remark about this time being better than, something; and of course her swallowing his cum and never having swallowed mine. “Okay, if it means that much to you,” she said. “What!” I said. “What did you say? He gets, and I get…” I rolled off the bed and picked up my clothes and started to dress. “Don’t let me bother you, dear wife.”   “Honey, what’s the matter? I’m not denying you anything, really. Stop that dressing and come here. Come on, please,” she said. “Tell me, Rona, what did he mean when he said that, “This time would be a lot better,” I said. She paled. I knew then, right then, for sure. This was not the first time. She’d been doing him, but for how long. “Huh? I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she lied. “Just come here and let me make it right by you, okay?” I continued to dress, but more slowly. I kept my eyes on her. I knew she was feeling the heat, and my talking would just make it easier for her to dodge the bullet. Still all things considered, her next words stopped me in my tracks. “We’ve been doing it for the last couple of months,” she said. “Last week, he and I talked. I told him I couldn’t continue to cheat on you any longer. He suggested, well, what we did here tonight.” “He knew I was in there then didn’t he?” I said. She looked down. Fucking-A, talk about being humiliated! “No alimony and you keep your hands off of my retirement. You can have everything else including the house,” I said. Her head snapped up. “What! You can’t mean! I mean this was your fantasy. You wanted this as badly as I ever did,” she said. “Do you remember our deal, Rona? No neglecting our own sex life, do you remember that, Rona?” I said. “I’m not neglecting you. I’m not,” she said. “You already have. You sucked him off and you wouldn’t me,” I said. “I will suck you off. I wasn’t turning you down. I just wanted you to take me doggy style first,” she said. “Tell me, Rona, were you going to let me have your butt tonight? Or were you going to be too exhausted?” “Oh, and I almost forgot. Where in any of your plans was anything said about you fucking him for two months behind my back!” I almanbahis canlı casino said. “That was a mistake, and I am hoping by owning up to it that you will forgive me.” She said. “And, yes, if you want my butt of course I want you to take me there. I’m not denying you anything. I am a little tired, okay, and that is the truth; but I will do anything to make you happy, anything!” “Who is Howard exactly anyway?” I said. I was fishing. “His name is Howard Tyler. He works where I do at the lab. He came to work there about four months ago. He hit on me. I turned him down. He kept after me. I finally gave in. It was a mistake. One I will more than make up to you if you will permit me,” she said. “Is he married too?” I said. Her eyes shot open at that. “Mickey, you’re not going to tell his wife are you? It would wreck their marriage. He was just out for a little fun, like us,” she said. “They have little children, twin girls. Their lives, their family would be ruined.” I stared at her. I had no words. I was pissed at him, but that was nothing compared to the anger I was feeling toward my loving wife. And yet, did I really want a divorce? I wasn’t sure. I needed a clear head and at the moment I didn’t have one. I needed to be thinking not reacting. I sat down on the little stool at her vanity, the one she used to do her makeup. “Mickey, I have made some mistakes here tonight. I mean quite apart from cheating on you these past two months. I know it. They were thoughtless of me. I was caught up in the moment and a little tired and not, well, not thinking. Please give me a chance, just a small chance to make it up to you. You won’t be sorry,” she said. “What’s he gonna say if you cut him off,” I said. She looked confused. “You do intend to cut him off now, don’t you?” “Oh, yes of course. I’m not thinking. I am tired, Mick, I really am. I know you know that that is the truth. Of course it’s over. No more of this fantasy stuff either; it’s too dangerous. I promise. And, yes, again, Howard is history. Just please don’t ruin their family’s lives.” “Is there anything else that I need to know, Rona? If there is, the time to unload it on me is now; there will be no more chances after tonight,” I said. “No. There’s nothing else, except for the details, which I hope you won’t demand I tell you about. That’s the whole enchilada,” she said. “Rona, I’m giving you and Howie baby a one use only get out of jail free card. But, if you ever double me up. If I find out that there is more to this than what you tell me tonight, well, just don’t let it happen, Rona. She looked confused for a moment, but then ran to me and almost toppled me throwing her arms around me and kissing me like she had seldom ever done. She pushed back from me. Looked deep into my eyes. Dropped to her knees, and pulled my pants down. She swallowed and demanded that I take her butt. But, I couldn’t right at that moment. Even though she tried her damnedest to get my little soldier to come back to life, it wasn’t happenin’. “In the morning,” she said. I nodded. ****** Rona had apparently not only made old Howie baby a historic artifact; she quit her job at the lab to avoid even the appearance of impropriety. She was able to get another anyway at almost the same pay if with a lot less seniority. Things went along fine for the next several months and yes I did get her butt and that regularly. I loved licking her there in preparation to entering her. She seemed to get off on it too. Times were good, too good to last as it turned out. It was the day before our twentieth anniversary. I wanted to surprise her. We already had reservations for the next night, but a pre-anniversary luncheon seemed in order. I was singing, literally, as I pulled into the clinic’s parking lot where she now worked as a lab tech. Heading inside, I went to the nurses’ station and asked for her. It was the first time I’d been inside of the place. “Oh, Miss Iverson is out to lunch with Mr. Tyler,” said the pretty young thing manning the station. The shock I felt immediately began to give way to feelings of betrayal. The aide didn’t seem to notice. “Where do they normally eat?” I said. “At Aunt Mary’s Kitchen, just down the block,” she said, nodding in the indicated direction. I headed out walking. I wanted to catch them with their mouths full. I shouldn’t have. I didn’t need the added baggage. I saw them through the window. They were sitting side by side not across from each other. He had his arm around her shoulder. He was actually feeding her a bit of food, a French fry I think. I just kept standing there staring. It was at least a almanbahis casino full minute, maybe two before she noticed me. “No!” I saw her say. He looked up as she said it. I could see his face go gray even through the window of the restaurant. I nodded, slowly. I mouthed the words: I loved you, to her and walked off. She caught up with me just as I got to the corner. “Mickey, you’ve got to listen to me. You’ve got to,” she all but screamed. She was desperate. “Yes Rona, but not today. I have a lot on my mind. I think you can understand that. Let me be for now, okay,” I said, and I crossed the street. She didn’t follow. I got home half an hour later. I’d asked the site boss for the rest of the day off. He okay’d it. I moved some my stuff into the guest room. She got home twenty minutes after I did. I was sitting on the bed looking at the stuff I’d hauled into the room when she came in. Clearly she’d barely had time to say goodbye to her lover. “Mickey what are you doing in here? Mickey, please.” I didn’t say anything. She started pacing back and forth in front of me wringing her hands. “Oh my God, Mickey, what you must think! I don’t know where to begin,” she said. I rose, still not saying anything, and headed downstairs. We were in the kitchen where I mixed myself a martini; well, as the ‘ole country boy said, it was five o’clock somewhere. I just looked at her and took a sip. “At least we won’t have to waste money on a phony anniversary dinner,” I said. “Phony! What are you talking about! It’s going to be our anniversary tomorrow,” she said. “No, no. We almost made it, but not quite. It’s too late today to do anything, and it’s Friday, but I will be filing on Monday. The same rules that I set up last year apply. You okay with that,” I said, “or do I have a fight on my hands?” “One request, Mick, just one, okay? I won’t fight it, and it’ll be just as you say, but I have one request,” she said. “No sex,” I said. “It ain’t happenin’.” “No, no. Not that. But, you aren’t going to be filing till Monday, right?” she said. “Yeah, so?” I said. “You stay here with me this weekend. The whole weekend and give me a chance to undo what I’ve done. If I can’t do it, if I can’t convince you to not do what you’re thinking, I will sign the papers as soon as your lawyer make them available. Deal?” she said. She was nothing if not resourceful, I thought. I knew there was no chance she could convince me that she hadn’t doublecrossed me, doubled me up, but it would be interesting to see her try. Real interesting. I had no idea. “Okay, your shot begins now,” I said. And, I want a meeting with the asshole who has helped to ruin two marriages. That one set her back. “Him? Howard? But—okay,” she said. But, no violence, okay?” “I won’t hurt him, not physically anyway,” I said. She knew her position was weak. She nodded. “Okay, I’ll work it out somehow,” she said, “for tomorrow.” ****** I sat on the edge of our bed. I was still dressed and had planned on sleeping in the guestroom. However, it happened that the bed in the guestroom was now covered with a mountain of laundry: a part of her strategy I was sure. So, apart from throwing it all off and onto the floor and claiming the bed as my territory, there was no way I could sleep there. So, here I was thinking of sleeping beside her, in my clothes. “Aren’t you going to get ready for bed, honey,” she said. “No sex, Rona, I told you,” I said. “No, no. I won’t push you,” she said. “But, you know you can’t sleep good like that. Just get undressed. Leave your boxers on if you want. Just get comfy. Maybe we can talk a little bit if you want, or not.” I muttered something. I couldn’t even tell you what now, but something. She smiled her sweetest and began disrobing herself as she watched me lose my clothes. Well, I do have a hard time sleeping except in my too-loose boxers. “You wanna talk?” she said. “Not especially, Rona. I’m just treading water till Monday. You got something to say, then say it,” I said. “Okay,” she said. “I will. When you saw us today, well, it was nothing. He was just being silly. We didn’t do anything. He just gave me a French fry.” “You mean fed you a French fry,” I said. “Looked romantic as hell to me, and you looked to be enjoying the hell out of it.” “Romantic! Hardly,” she said. “He just, okay, fed me a French fry. But it was nothing.” “How do you figure on selling me that bundle of bullshit, Rona? He’s my worst enemy, and you were having lunch with him. Have you been fucking him? Before you answer, know this: I will know if you lie,” I said. “And how long has he been working there?” “Mickey, he’s not your enemy. He doesn’t know you. He is never going to know you. Before, when he, we, did what we did, your name never came up. He just wanted the sex that’s all. “To answer your question, He’s been there the last few months. And, no I haven’t fucked him,” she said.

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Christmas was close and the party season was in full swing. Offices parties filled the pubs and you couldn’t go anywhere without obnoxious drunks stumbling through the streets of London. Just as I had about had my fill of the so-called “festive season” my phone rang. Glancing at the screen before deciding whether to answer or not I was delighted to see it was Mandy calling. We had become a sort of friends with benefits situation, we didn’t see each other often but boy was it special when we did.Quickly I answered and Mandy’s sweet voice replied: “Hey there, I’m co-hosting a Christmas party this weekend and I think you’ll love it.”“I’m not really in the Christmas spirit,” I started to say before she interrupted me.“Hang on, before you say no. Myself and a few other dommes are having a party and looking for some willing subs to serve the food and drink. Oh, and of course anything else we want.”“Ok, now you have my attention. When and where is it? And what should I wear?”Mandy told me all the details and I agreed to attend. Just before she hung up she said: “Don’t forget how I like your pubes — I wouldn’t want you getting unduly punished.”Knowing Mandy, I took her words of warning very seriously. She’d previously told me she liked smooth balls, ass and stomach, so I quickly booked myself in for the fabled “back, sac and crack” plus a stomach waxing. I was pretty sure it was going to be important.The waxing was as painful, awkward and humiliating as I had feared — but I knew that if I let Mandy down I’d be in for a whole lot worse. But I was happy with the results, my balls, cock and ass were completely bald and smooth. The hair on my stomach was gone and the lady had waxed and trimmed my pubes into a small trapezoid shape a couple of inches above my shaft.The day arrived and I dressed as instructed, a pair of black trousers, a white shirt and smart black leather shoes. I arrived five minutes early — much better to be early than risk being late. Almost immediately I was buzzed up to the second floor flat in Soho and Mandy greeted me warmly.She always looked incredible and had an amazing collection of fetish wear but tonight I could barely believe my eyes. Stood before me was the exquisite five-foot-four-inch Mandy wearing an underbust black latex corset with pink frilly edges, Her pert 32B tits stood firmly above the corset showing off her newly pierced nipples.As my eyes drifted down her body her tightly closed pussy lips and shaved pubes highlighted her lack of underwear, while a pair of wet-look latex stockings led to a pair of patent leather black stilettos.“Wow, you look fucking amazing,” I said as we hugged.“Thanks,” she replied, smiling — clearly proud of how hot she looked. “It’s a good thing you’re here early, let me tell you what’s going on. We have five dommes coming tonight and three subs to serve the food and drink. The other guys should be here soon.”For the centre of town, it was a surprisingly large apartment. An open-plan kitchen living area was kitted out in modern fixtures and elegant black leather sofas and chairs.Off the living area was a huge bedroom with a large king-sized bed, dressed in black and red bedding. In one corner a large St Andrew’s cross stood, with restraints hanging loosely — ready for its first victim.Swiftly the guys arrived, neither of who I had met before. I was clearly the eldest at forty-one, Simon seemed less sure of himself and was probably in his early thirties, then there was Josh. He was the youngest, somewhere in his mid-twenties and very cocksure.As we were setting up the flat, getting the food ready and opening the wine, the buzzer went. Mandy rushed to answer it. Moments later a stunning redhead strolled through the door. I watched in awe as Mandy grabbed her and kissed her passionately on the lips, a deep, erotic kiss. After they parted, she turned to us.“Slaves, this is Mistress Anastasia. This is her flat and her party, you WILL do everything and anything she tells you. The same goes for any of the other mistresses here tonight. You won’t speak unless spoken to, you’ll ensure we all have a full glass at all times and never want for anything. Do I make myself clear?”“Yes Mistress Mandy,” we replied in unison.Anastasia and Mandy disappeared into the bedroom, closing the large double doors behind them, while we continued to set up. A few minutes late Mandy flung the doors wide open and out strolled Anastasia.Towering over Mandy, she must have been nearly six feet tall, with long, rich scarlet hair hanging past the alabaster white skin of her face and far down her back. Unlike Mandy, she was fully dressed in an all-in-one liquid latex catsuit that perfectly matched her hair. Completing her outfit was a pair of knee high boots with a five-inch heel.They marched over to us and instructed us to line up, quickly we obliged. Staring at us, Mandy pulled three white bin bags from behind her back and dropped one in front of each of us.“Now get undressed!” she ordered.We all stripped until we were completely naked, placing our clothes and shoes into the bags. Mandy handed us each a bowtie and instructed us to put them on, as she disappeared into the bedroom with our clothes.As she returned, I saw she had a leather riding crop in her hand and a surge of panic raced through my body.“Now for my cock inspection,” she said as she walked towards me.Reaching forward, she lifted my long, thick cock with the crop and stared at my balls. A quick tap and I opened my legs so she could check out my balls.“Very nice,” she cooed, “now turn round almanbahis and spread your cheeks.”I obeyed and soon felt the hard leather of the crop tracing a line from the back of my sac all the way past my anus and up my freshly-waxed crack. A light swish of the crop on my cheeks told me she approved and I turned around to be met by a broad smile.Simon was next in the lineup and Mandy quickly inspected his cock and balls. I could see he was smaller than me but not by too much and it appeared he had also shaved or waxed. Soon he turned around and spread his ass just like I had done. Instantly I knew Mandy was not so impressed. A loud crack rang out and Simon inhaled deeply as the stiff leather bit into his butt.“You have a hairy ass!” Mandy barked. “But the rest is ok.”Josh was never going to be so lucky. For one so cocksure, he certainly had a small dick. The tip of his flaccid penis poked an inch or so out from a huge mound of bushy pubes. Mandy just stood in from of him and stared. Before she even said a word a sharp smack tore through the room as she slapped the head of his dick as hard as she could with the crop.Instantly Josh collapsed to the floor, grasping at his stinging cock.“Get up you worthless piece of shit! Did you not get the instructions or did you just fucking ignore them?” she asked incredulously.“I… I… I’m… s… s” he started to say before another snap of the crop thundered into his bright red cock. This time he stayed upright — just.“You’re a fucking embarrassment to me, to Mistress Anastasia and to yourself. You have a lot to prove now.”Turning to face us Mandy looked us up and down. “Tonight will be perfect. I’ve told you what you need to do, so there should be no need for any questions. Don’t speak unless given permission and do whatever you’re instructed. At the end of the evening, one of you will be rewarded, one of you will be punished and one of you will be humiliated. Your fate is in your hands.“Oh, and one final thing, if ANY of you get a hard-on unless told to, you will be severely punished. You are here for our enjoyment, not yours.”I didn’t know how well the other guys knew Mandy, but I knew her well and was perfectly aware of just how cruel and harsh she could be. I was determined to get the reward, and fairly sure already who would be getting humiliated.Over the next fifteen minutes, the remaining three ladies arrived. Mistress Jade was first, a slim, elegant black girl in her late twenties. She was about five-feet-ten-inches with deep brown skin, long, braided hair and walked in wearing a long fur coat. Reaching to remove coat revealed she was wearing not very much underneath, just red nipple covers and a pair of black leather shorts held up by a set of red suspenders. Completing her outfit were a pair of thigh-high lace-up boots.Mistress Chloe was the next to arrive and Josh greeted her. Her short black hair framed a cute rounded face, that showed her experience – she must have been in her late forties. She never once glanced at our naked bodies with her deep green eyes. A huge pair of tits were concealed beneath a full length metallic silver rubber dress. She looked like she had stepped right out of a 1950s movie.Last but not least was Mistress Camilla. She arrived as I was pouring champagne for the other ladies and Josh rushed to answer the buzzer. In his over-eagerness, he sent a tray of canapés crashing to the floor — much to Mandy’s dismay.“On your knees and tidy that mess up now,” she ordered.As Josh reached to pick up the food Mandy interrupted curtly: “Did I say you could use your hands you worm? Use your fucking mouth. I want that floor perfectly clean now.”  Josh visibly deflated as he bent down grasping pieces of canapé in his mouth and dropping them onto the silver tray he had dropped.While Josh was tidying up, Simon answered the door for Camilla. She was well-known in the local fetish scene and always dressed beautifully. Tonight her elegant five-foot-eight-inch frame was wrapped in a figure-hugging jade green latex dress that ended mid-thigh. A pair of black latex hold-up stockings encased he toned legs down to her black heels.With all the guests present, Simon and I set about our duties. We circulated with trays of finger food and bottles of champagne and wine. The ladies basically ignored us as they chatted amongst themselves while Josh continued to clean the floor with his mouth.A short while later Mandy beckoned me over. “I need somewhere to rest my feet, slave,” she said.Placing the champagne bottle down, I knelt down in front of her as she rested her feet on my back and carried on her conversation. After about fifteen minutes Mandy said: “Slave, there’s a small black bag by the bed, go and get it for me.”Rising from the floor I headed silently into the bedroom, found the bag and returned it to Mandy. “You can go back to your duties now,” she said as she opened the drawstrings. As I poured some more drinks I watched out of the corner of my eye as she pulled out a large six-inch butt plug with a sucker for a base.Sensuously she licked it, knowing all the guys were secretly watching her. With the sucker wet, she stuck it to her leg and casually stroked it as she talked with Anastasia.Finally, Josh finished cleaning up his mess and began serving food. Almost immediately Chloe pulled him to one side and led him into the bedroom closing the door swiftly behind them. Simon and I exchanged a quick, furtive glance, acknowledging that we both wondered what was happening.It wasn’t long before our curiosity was sated as the familiar almanbahis yeni giriş crack of a leather paddle filled the air, swiftly followed by a loud shriek and another crack. The ladies in the room chuckled to themselves and I overheard Mandy whisper to Anastasia: “He’s in trouble now, Chloe is vicious!”Over the next thirty minutes, a regular pattern of slaps, cracks, snaps and cries leaked from the bedroom as Chloe dealt out her particular form of punishment. Mandy was clearly enjoying the sounds, as she reached into her bag and grabbed a bottle of lube and started greasing up that butt plug stuck to her thigh.Eventually, the bedroom doors opened as Chloe stood there beaming from ear to ear. “Get out here, you,” she urged to Josh as he slowly limped back into the living area. Chloe revelled in showing off her handiwork to the other ladies. Josh’s ass, thighs and back were a crisscross of bright red welts and ever-darkening bruises.Josh had lost his cocksureness and seemed more like a beaten dog as he started his duties. Once again Simon and I exchanged looks.Suddenly Mandy summoned me over once again. “Be a good slave and sit on my thigh,” she smiled, gesturing to the slick butt plug.Carefully I straddled her thigh and slowly sat down. The lube was cold as it touched my anus but I know better than to show it. My ass was totally unprepared for anything this big. With each inch, the pain grew exponentially. Yet still, I persisted, slowly edging that black silicone plug deep into my ass. Just as I was reaching the widest part Mandy grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down.“Hurry up and take it like a man,” she laughed as my ring stretched wide, sucking the plug fully inside me. “Good boy, I bet you like that though, don’t you?”I nodded my agreement.“You know, you’ve been very good tonight. I think you deserve a reward. Get on your knees and you can sniff my pussy.”Eager to please, I quickly stood up with the butt plug inside me and knelt before Mandy as she opened her thighs, exposing her perfectly waxed young pussy. I leaned forward and inhaled deeply.“Get in there and sniff it properly!” she ordered.I leaned closer still and inhaled deeply, savouring her delicious scent. Unfortunately, I overbalanced ever so slightly and the tip of my nose brushed her smooth lips. Instantly I regretted my error as Mandy’s hand slammed into first my left cheek and then my right cheek.“Did I say you could fucking touch me!” she yelled. “Get up and back to work!”With my checks stinging and my ears ringing I swiftly got back to work, grabbing a tray of food and passing it around. As I circulated the room, I watched as Simon was called over by Camilla and ordered to worship her feet. He clearly knew what he was doing and soon Camilla was praising him effusively for his work. Suddenly I was concerned. I might not end up being rewarded, and having seen what Chloe had done to Simon and having experienced Mandy’s beatings before I was nervous.As I passed Jade with the champagne I felt her reach for the plug in my ass and start tugging it. Immediately I stopped as she stretched my ass. I could feel her watching as my anus opened and the plug started sliding out. Suddenly she let go and it popped right back in with a small squelch of lube.“You seem like a good slave. Come with me,” Jade said as she stood and headed to the bedroom.She led me to the cross and bound me securely, taking her time with each and every restraint. Sensually her hands roamed across my body, feeling, squeezing and caressing every muscle, joint and sinew in me. Finally, she reached my ass and I felt her strong fingers dig into my cheeks, kneading and massaging them firmly. Slowly, a hand slid between my cheeks and reached for the butt plug.“Do you like it when I play with your ass?” she asked, and I nodded in reply.Lightly she pushed the plug deeper inside, causing me to squirm on the cross. Then ever so slowly she began pulling it out until the widest part was stretching my anus. once again she let it go, as it popped back inside me. Each time she did it, a small murmur escaped my lips and I could feel my cock growing stiffer and stiffer. Mandy’s words echoed through my mind and I was determined not to get an erection.Still Jade played with the plug in my ass, stroking my cheeks, brushing against my hairless sac and stretching my asshole. By now I could feel a small stream of pre-cum leaking down my leg but I still had my erection under control — but only just.All of a sudden she stopped. Her hands left my body and the butt plug stayed nestled between my smooth, firm cheeks. Without warning a thud filled the room as a solid paddle slapped into my ass. A surge of pain ripped through my body, but I knew better than to scream. Jade was clearly a pro, she could control the pace and severity of each and every blow, sending shivers through my body. Yet, just as I was about to scream out she’d soothe me, rubbing her hands across my cheeks.“You’re such a good boy, aren’t you,” she whispered, her hot breath hanging in the air by my ear. “You like it when I beat you, I can tell.”Still, she kept hammering my ass cheeks and I could feel the familiar sting of a good beating. Finally, she stopped. Her firm body pressed against mine as she reached for the restraints.“You did really well, not a peep out of you. And your ass looks so red,” she said as her tits rubbed against my back.“Do you want to suck my titties?” she whispered and of course I nodded my approval.Once I was free of my restraints, Jade headed over to the almanbahis giriş bed and lay down, then popped the nipple covers off. A pair of dark brown nipples crowned two large firm 38C breasts. I leaned in and tentatively licked a nipple, circling it carefully and softly.“You can use your hands or whatever you want,” Jade encouraged.Free to do as I pleased, I set about my task with gusto. I grabbed her tits firmly, squeezing them, pushing them together and sucking her nipples firmly. Within seconds they swelled and hardened into two rock-solid brown bullets. Slick with my saliva, my face slid easily from tit to tit as Jade moaned her approval. Swiftly her moans grew and it was clear she was loving the attention her breasts were receiving. It seemed like she might actually cum just from me sucking her tits.Finally, her moaning and writhing eased. “Good slave, you did a great job,” she said while she reapplied her nipple covers.Rejoining the party, Jade smiled at Anastasia as if in approval. Almost immediately I spotted Josh once again on his knees. This time, attempting to dab red wine from a white wool rug — he really wasn’t doing well. As I glanced around the room a pang of jealousy rippled through me as I spotted Simon rubbing Mandy’s shoulders. He was clearly good at it as Mandy was moaning her approval as his thumbs dug into her shoulder muscles.With the other guys busy, I returned to serving duties once again. Alternating between drinks and food, I made sure all of the mistresses were fully served as they carried on chatting.Suddenly Mandy yelled: “What the actual fuck! You’ve got a hard-on slave and now I have pre-cum on my arm.”Simon began protesting his innocence but it was pointless. Everyone in the room would see his fully erect dick dripping. Before he had a chance to move, Mandy had slapped his cock hard and smacked his balls soundly.The party carried on for a few more hours. One by one the mistresses took each of us off for some private time then returned to the group. Finally, shortly after 1 am Mandy began winding everything down.“Slaves, tidy up,” she instructed, “We’ll be back in a few minutes.”With that, the ladies disappeared into the bedroom and closed the door. We quickly began tidying, washing the glasses and putting everything away but were careful not to speak. A few minutes later Mandy returned.“Come with me,” she instructed, turning back towards the bedroom, where all the other girls were sat on the bed.“We’ve decided what will happen now,” she said ominously. “Simon, you did very well tonight but I can’t forgive your hard on — you’re going to be punished.”“Josh, you’ve been a disappointment all fucking evening — go kneel in that corner facing the wall until I call you.”With that, Josh crawled to the corner obediently, the red welts on his ass and back still clearly visible.Mandy strolled over to Simon and led him to the cross, carefully binding his arms and legs to the leather cuffs.“So Jon, it looks like you’ve earned the reward,” she smiled. “Listen up, slaves, Jon’s reward is he gets ten minutes licking each of our pussies. While he’s busy with one mistress, the others will take turns flogging Simon.”Returning to me, Mandy took my hand and led me to the bed, taking my hands she cuffed them behind my back. As she sat down she smiled at me and opened her thighs. The sweet perfume of her tight cunt filled my nostrils before I stretched out my tongue to taste the sweet nectar of that pussy I love so much.As my tongue teased her tight lips, a steady thwack, slap and crack of Simon being beaten filled the air. Still, I didn’t let that put me off. I lapped hard and fast at Mandy’s tasty twat, sucking in her juices as she ground herself against my face. Quickly her moans grew louder and she grabbed my head, holding me just where she wanted me. As her swollen clit popped out, I swiftly focused on it, drawing it into my mouth as Mandy began to pant. I could tell she was moments from cumming and was desperate to help her.Suddenly an alarm rang out and Mandy gently pushed my head away.“Time’s up,” she smirked at my face slick with her juices.One by one the mistresses took their place, removed their underwear and spread their legs to gift me my hard-won reward. Anastasia undid the crotch zip on her catsuit and was as smooth and soft as Mandy, but with a stronger more musky flavour. Jade had an adorable pussy, crowned with a strip of jet black pubes and a delicate, soft aroma. Camilla surprised me, despite her light blonde hair, she had a full bush of dark brown pubes that helped her scent delightfully.And Chloe, perhaps it was her experience, or perhaps I had upped my game by the time she took her turn, but after nearly fifty minutes of eating pussy, I finally made one of them cum. Her clit seemed so sensitive that with each brush or lick she shuddered in delight. Finally, as I lapped her soft lips and my nose rubbed her clit she exploded and launched a torrent of hot cum straight into my mouth.Simon’s moans had turned to groans and now were near sobs. As I rose from Chloe’s wide open cunt I saw his tortured body practically glowing red from all the beatings. But to his credit, he still hadn’t called out his safe word. Suddenly I was worried as I realised my cock was standing proudly erect from all the pussy licking.Turning to me and unlocking my handcuffs Mandy said: “It looks like you enjoyed yourself, slave, now get me a glass of wine.”Dutifully I returned to the kitchen and poured a glass of white wine for her.“Now for that useless fucking worm. Josh, get yourself over here now!”Stupidly Josh began to stand.“Did I say you could fucking stand up!” she barked, as Josh quickly returned to his knees and crawled over to her. Meanwhile, Anastasia released Simon from his shackles.

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Bryan headed into the bathroom to get ready to go out for the night. His female roommate, Christi, was having a “girls night in” and he thought that it would be best to disappear for the bulk of the evening. His closest friends all had plans, so he was going to have to go solo for the night.He had planned on grabbing some dinner and drinks followed by a trip to the cinema. Depending on what time he left the theater, he would either hit up a local bar or hit the gym.After he finished his shower, he toweled himself off. As he looked around he found that the clothes that he had brought into the bathroom had disappeared. Then he noticed that the clothes hamper, which held the clothes that he had just changed out of, was also gone.It didn’t make any sense to him. Even if Christi had grabbed the laundry, she wouldn’t have done so with him in the shower. They respected each other’s privacy. Besides, there would have been no reason for her to take his clean clothes either.*Christi was a classmate in high school and they were casual friends. They stayed in occasional contact through their college years but really reconnected afterward.They had both returned home after college and were slow to catch on to a real career. They both felt the need to get out on their own, but they couldn’t really afford it. One night while they were having dinner out, they discussed getting a place together. A few weeks later they were signing the papers for their apartment lease.They had lived together in the apartment for over a year at that point. They had become increasingly close friends during their time living together. There was a healthy respect for each other’s privacy. Although there was the occasional inadvertent walk-in at the wrong time, each of them made attempts to maintain a level of modesty with one another.There seemed to be a bit of a mutual attraction between the two of them, but they each seemed hesitant to pursue any sort of relationship.*Once Bryan had toweled off, he wrapped his bath towel around his waist and held it together on his right side. As he opened the bathroom door, he could hear somebody in the kitchen. He headed that way, not really paying full attention.“Christi, did you grab my clothes up with the laundry? I need to get go…”Bryan stopped mid-sentence as he looked up and saw that four of the girls had already arrived. He was standing in full view wearing just a loosely wrapped towel.The girls started to giggle at him. One asked Christi if that was her roommate or her boyfriend. She responded that he was only her roommate.Two of the almanbahis girls approached Bryan to get a closer look. His hands started to tremble as he struggled to keep the two ends of the towel together and in an appropriate position. They started to swirl around him as he nervously stood stationary.The other two girls and Christi followed suit and there were suddenly five girls staring at him. Bryan found himself frozen in a combination of fear and excitement. He would occasionally feel a hand briefly touch his body as they each vocalized their evaluation of his physical appearance.Some of the comments were positive, others weren’t. Bryan wasn’t sure which type of comments he liked more.Their comments were getting increasingly sexual and rather specific. One of the girls asked Christi why Bryan still had that towel wrapped around himself. Bryan looked nervously at Christi.“Take the towel off Bryan,” Christi commanded.Bryan obediently released his grip on the towel and it fell to the floor. Another round of giggles filled the apartment as the girls all checked out his semi-erect cock. Each of the girls, other than Christi, vocalized their evaluation of his manhood. Two of the girls reacted favorably while the other two felt it was a little bit disappointing.One of the girls suggested that they needed to see Bryan’s cock fully erect to give him a proper evaluation. The other girls quickly agreed and now he was being prompted to present it as such.Bryan’s heart was pounding away and he was breathing heavily. He scanned the room and obediently grabbed his cock and started to stroke away.There was a knock at the door and Christi welcomed another girl to the apartment. Bryan knew this girl. Her name was Jenna and she was a classmate of both Bryan and Christi.Jenna looked rather surprised as she saw the girls surrounding Bryan as he gave his demonstration.“Wow! I didn’t expect this sort of party,” Jenna quipped.Jenna stood next to Christi. They watched as Bryan was pumping away at his cock. He seemed increasingly nervous and his cock was going in the wrong direction as it was slowly softening.The girls started to heckle Bryan. Their remarks were getting increasingly harsh as he struggled to perform in front of the group.Jenna decided to try to help Bryan out. She walked behind him and just gave him a bit of casual contact. She placed a hand on his shoulder and slowly slid it downward. Then she gave him a firm slap on the ass. Several of the other girls followed suit.Bryan’s cock was once again on the rise and soon his hips were thrusting. He stood almanbahis yeni giriş over the bath towel as he shot his load straight in the air. Most of it landed on himself and started to drip down.He barely made a sound other than some jagged breaths. Once finished he stood there with his chest heaving. Cum was dripping from his torso, cock, and hand.Christi walked up to Bryan. She asked him if he still wanted to go out for the night.He sheepishly replied, “No.”She told him that he was welcome to stay. The girls could make use of a naked man-servant. Then she grabbed his chin authoritatively and ordered him to clean himself up. Then speaking to him like a child, she said, “What do you say now?”Bryan looked confused. He hesitated for a bit and finally said, “Thank you.”Christi barked at him, “From now on you refer to me as Mistress!”“Thank you, Mistress,” Bryan immediately responded.Bryan picked up the bath towel and headed back into the bathroom. He returned a bit later, but this time his head was held downward in a submissive position.Christi shouted that Bryan would be their man-servant for the evening and that he would happily serve any of the girls’ needs. She then glared at Bryan and said, “Do you understand?”Bryan responded, “Yes, Mistress.”The next hour Bryan was tasked with serving drinks and food to the women at their request. He was also occasionally used as a footstool. The women made almost no contact with him. Rarely one of the girls might place a hand on his shoulder or slap his ass as he walked by, but that was about the extent of the physical contact.Bryan particularly enjoyed hearing the assorted “war stories” that were shared between the girls. It was an interesting look at how women actually view different situations and experiences. Whether they weren’t considering him a man or that they didn’t acknowledge that he was even there, the level of detail and candor shown was something that he had never previously experienced.Then, the doorbell rang. Christi shouted, “Bryan, get the door! Our delivery has arrived!”Bryan looked at Christi nervously and then slowly walked to the door. He didn’t know exactly what he was hoping for, but he certainly didn’t want it to be anybody inappropriately-aged.He nervously opened the door to find an Asian guy who appeared to be in his mid-twenties holding two large carryout bags. He didn’t seem to be the least bit surprised that Bryan was unclothed. Apparently, that wasn’t that unusual of an occurrence. However, he did seem to be interested when he saw that there were several women almanbahis giriş walking around.The delivery guy tried to poke his head inside to get a better look at what was going on. Bryan quickly got the impression that he wished that he was in Bryan’s position.“It looks like a fun party going on in there,” the delivery guy quipped.Bryan replied, “Yeah. Yeah, I guess so.”With that exchange complete, Bryan grabbed the bags of Chinese takeout and sent the delivery guy on his way. He brought the bags to the table and opened all of the containers and presented them to the women.The next several hours were a continuous loop in which Bryan waited on the girls serving them all food and drinks at their request. He was also quite busy washing silverware and glasses and picking up their empty plates.Christi also made a rule that if any of the girls found Bryan getting aroused, he was required to masturbate in front of them. Several of the girls took the opportunity to tease him just enough to get him semi-aroused and then force him to masturbate.There were several other food deliveries throughout the evening as there was no real “meal” served. It was mostly continuous snacking all night long. Other than the Chinese food there was also pizza, wings, sushi, and barbeque deliveries. The most noteworthy was the chicken wing delivery. They were delivered by an attractive college-aged girl. Several of the girls talked to her while Bryan was standing there exposed. She joined them in humiliating Bryan.As he brought the food inside, he was quickly busted with an erection and had to masturbate in front of them for the third time. It took him fifteen minutes of stroking to muster a single-squirt cumshot.Shortly thereafter, one of the girls commented that the trash can was overflowing. Christi looked at Bryan and demanded that he take the trash out to the dropoff bin. Bryan looked at her quite nervously. He really didn’t feel comfortable walking to the bin naked.Since the apartment was on the first floor, it only required that you walk down to the end of the hall, then through the door to the rear parking lot. The bin was located just a few steps outside of the door.Bryan had no idea if or whom he might run into as he headed out to the bin. It was nearing 1:00 am at that point, so it was unlikely that there would be any children running around, but there certainly could have been other adults or teenagers coming home for the night.Bryan tied off the trash bag and replaced it with a new one in the bin. Mostly, he was just stalling for as long as he could. He opened the door slowly and stuck his head out to make sure that there was nobody around. Once he felt confident that there was no activity in the area, he swung the safety latch out so that the door wouldn’t lock as it closed behind him.

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It is sometimes difficult for me to accept how my relationship with my husband has changed so dramatically after six happy years of marriage, all because of porn stories on the internet. My name is Jamie, and at the age of twenty-eight I have a two-year-old son and a four-month-old daughter, who I am still nursing. My husband, Ed, is twenty-nine years old and has a great job with an insurance company in the Minneapolis area. We have been fortunate that Ed’s income is sufficient for me to stay home and raise our children.We met in college and have had an amazing sex life from the first date. I ‘ve always had a high sex drive, and Ed easily meets my needs with his thick, uncircumcised, seven-inch cock and big, low-hanging balls. He has always been a man’s man, and our fuck sessions could go on for hours, with him cumming multiple times and me having almost constant orgasms.Ed always thought that I was the most beautiful woman he had ever met, and I have to admit that I am put together very well. I am five feet six inches tall and weigh about one hundred and twenty pounds after losing the weight from my pregnancy, and I have short and perky brunette hair with sparkling jade-green eyes. But Ed always says that my best features are my D-cup tits, which have grown to DDs since I’ve been nursing our daughter, and my perfectly heart-shaped ass which is still firm from my frequent workouts.From the day we met Ed has always encouraged me to dress provocatively, and he loves to see other men drool over me when we’re in public. But until the events described in this story, he never would allow anything except looking from those other men. Things started to change during my pregnancy with our daughter, when I lost interest in sex for three months. I was always sick and not feeling well, in addition to being emotionally drained, and I had no interest in having sex of any kind. I felt bad about not being able to take care of Ed sexually, and I encouraged him to search for porn on the internet, so he could relieve himself by masturbating.He had never gone in search of porn before then, so he experimented with numerous sites that contained short movies, photos and stories. The movies were a good release for a while, but then he found that stories could be a lot more stimulating. He enjoyed fantasizing and mentally putting himself in the place of the story’s characters, and it didn’t take long for him to find that the cuckold stories aroused him the most. Those stories initially got his attention because of the way the cuckold husbands would often start out by having their wives dress to tease other men, and he could relate to that with me.He didn’t try to keep his interests a secret from me, and he showed me many dozens of the stories he was reading. If I had been feeling better, I might have known where those stories might lead. But knowing Ed to be the macho man he is, it never dawned on me that he might internalize those cuckold fantasies the way he did.As he progressed in his reading he found other familiar themes that rang a bell with our personal experiences. One was the way some men really got turned on by pregnant women, and he could relate to that since I was almost a nymphomaniac during the time I was pregnant with our first child. But the other thing that got his attention even more was the lactation stories. After our son was born, Ed would always suck my tits dry after the baby had his fill, and my nipples must have had a direct connection to my vagina. We fucked like rabbits during and after the times he sucked my big, milk-filled tits.Even after I started feeling better during the pregnancy with our daughter, and we were again fucking all the time, his fascination with cuckoldry remained, and may have even gotten stronger. Every time we fucked he would relate scenes from the various stories he had read, especially the ones about sucking milk-filled tits, trying to convince me to consider cuckolding him. I sometimes tried to appease him by playing along with his fantasies, and that meant I would often sit on his face after we fucked, and feed him his own cum from my pussy, pretending that I had been fucked by another man.The most interesting thing was watching such a almanbahis şikayet big change in Ed’s sexual perspectives. He had always been a macho man, but then he enjoyed fantasizing about himself as the submissive cuckold husband, sucking another man’s cum from my pussy. Even though I wasn’t encouraging him that I would ever cuckold him, I have to admit that I was starting to think about how much fun it would be to fuck another man or men, just for the variety of it. The fact that Ed wanted it so much made me think it might be okay, and I was feeling a little differently about him since he wanted to be so submissive.We went along that way, with Ed still reading stories and getting himself all worked up, and me refusing to consider cuckolding him, until an opportunity presented itself. Ed has a good friend named Craig who he went to high school and college with, and he lives about twenty minutes away in another suburb. I know him pretty well but can’t really say that we’re good friends or anything. Craig was having marital problems, and he told Ed that he hadn’t had any sex for months.Craig wanted to stop by and visit, mostly as an excuse to get out of his house for a little while. Ed pushed me and pushed me to consider fucking Craig, and he sweetened the pot a little by telling me that Craig has a huge, uncircumcised, nine-inch cock that is even thicker than his.He made his attempt to convince me by saying, “Come on, Jamie. Craig is my best friend, after you of course, and he hasn’t had any pussy for months. He would be a safe first try at someone else fucking you, and I think you’ll enjoy his big cock. And he’s sure to give you a big load of cum for me to eat, since his wife has given him blue balls for so long.”I thought about it for a little longer than I needed to, just for effect, and then said, “Okay, Ed, I’ll try it for you. But don’t blame me if I like fucking other men so much that I’ll want to do it with all your friends and every chance I get. You know how turned on I get having my tits sucked, and I’m sure that he’ll want to do that when he sees the baby feeding from me. So, make sure you want to do this and be willing to put up with any ramifications. I’ve always liked your cock, but bigger ones might spoil me.”Ed was like a kid on Christmas when he replied, “Thank you so much, honey. I just know that we’ll both enjoy this. Your idea about letting him see you breast feeding will definitely work. He’s always been an avid tit man, and yours are huge, especially before a feeding. I’ve got a plan that should work, so you can just play along with me and play it by ear. I won’t tell him anything about my plans, and we can see if things develop as I hope they will.”It was decided that I would make my boobs and pussy available to Craig. I was very curious about what Ed’s plan was, but he kept it a secret from me to increase the excitement. Ed called Craig and invited him to visit in two days on Friday evening, so I had a little time to prepare myself mentally for his visit.He arrived at about 7:00 pm on Friday evening, just a little before I would be giving our daughter her last feeding before bed. I was wearing a t-shirt and a simple wrap skirt with no underwear. We spent the first 15 minutes getting reacquainted and talking about old times, and then I picked up our daughter to start feeding her.At that point Ed said to Craig, “We need to feed the baby now, and I need to check her room to make sure it’s set for her. I’ll be right back.”I was sitting on the couch, and Craig was in a chair across the table from me, as I took the baby on my lap. Then I lifted one side of my t-shirt, and since I was braless, Craig saw my huge tit as I positioned the baby’s mouth on my nipple. He was watching me when he thought I wasn’t looking, so I tried to look down at the baby and give him all the looks he wanted.Then just a couple of minutes later Ed came back into the room and said, “Damn, honey, our sound machine is burned out and we won’t be able to keep the baby asleep without that white noise. I need to make a quick trip to the mall to get a new one, but you can try putting her down without it anyway. I should be back in about forty-five minutes.”Then he looked almanbahis canlı casino over at Craig and asked, “Hey, buddy, do you mind staying here with my family? I don’t want to leave them alone at night like this.”Craig agreed to stay with us, and I was pretty sure that the sound machine was okay. I’d be able to turn it on since the baby’s room is upstairs and way down the hall, so Craig wouldn’t hear it and I didn’t expect any problems getting her to sleep. Ed left, and Craig and I just made idle conversation while I continued feeding the baby.He had become less nervous about watching me, and his eyes got as big as saucers when I changed sides, pulling my t-shirt up over my huge tits on both sides. I acted as if nothing was wrong, and he kept watching me while unconsciously rubbing his crotch. I saw the lump growing in his pants and it was exciting to me that I could get him aroused so easily.But finally, the baby was ready for bed, and without pulling my t-shirt back down I said, “I’ll be right back, Craig. I need to put her down, and I just hope that she’ll be able to sleep without that machine.”I put the baby down and turned on the sound machine, and then walked back down the stairs. I decided to leave my t-shirt above my tits as it was when I left the room, and that would be my way to entice Craig and to assess his interest. I know that my very large tits would look amazing hanging and swaying as I walked, and I heard a gasp from Craig when I entered the room.He didn’t know whether to look away or stare at me, and then I took him out of his misery as I sat down, saying, “Come on over and get a better look, Craig. I know that you’ve been enjoying the view, so come get a closer look.”Craig cautiously got up and slowly moved to the couch, keeping his eyes on my tits the whole time. Then he sat down beside me on my left side and said, “Damn, Jamie, you’re a beautiful woman, and I certainly enjoy looking at you, but what about Ed? What would he think and do if he knew that his best friend was sitting so close to his beautiful wife and seeing her this way?”Then I said, “Oh, don’t worry about Ed so much. I think you know that he’s always encouraged me to look sexy and at least partially reveal myself to other men. It turns him on knowing that other men get excited seeing me. So, I thought I would take it a little farther and give you an even closer look. And you might also be able to help me. The baby didn’t fully drain my tits and they’re a little painful. Maybe you can help her finish the job. Ed won’t be home for quite a while, so don’t be shy.”Craig got the biggest smile on his face as he positioned himself facing me and across my lap. I put my arm behind his head and pulled his mouth to my breast and he started sucking my right areola and nipple. Then he massaged my heavy left tit, and my milk began to flow immediately. I knew that he liked the taste since he gladly swallowed my tasty milk, with his eyes closed, just enjoying the moment. I got a tingling in my clit and pussy as he continued sucking me, and I looked down and saw a huge lump growing in his jeans.He was a little surprised and stopped sucking for just a moment when he felt me rubbing his cock from the outside of his jeans, but then he continued sucking and started humping his cock against my hand.After a few more minutes of his sucking and my rubbing he pulled away from my tit for a moment and said, “Oh fuck, Jamie, your tits are so big and tasty, and I really enjoy your milk. But you have to know that I will lose control if you continue rubbing my cock like that. A guy can only take so much you know.”I continued holding his head firmly against my breast, so he couldn’t move away as I unfastened his belt and top button and lowered his zipper. Then I opened his pants and reached into his underwear and pulled his big, hard cock free. Ed was right about him being huge, and his cock really is about nine inches long and as thick as my wrist, with a thick foreskin and a big set of low-hanging balls.I started stroking his bare cock and said, “Craig, you’re not the only one who could lose control. When my tits are sucked like this my pussy gets wet and itching for a good fucking. And from almanbahis casino the feel of this monster cock in my hand, I think you might just be able to do the job for me.”Ed had quietly come back home, and I saw him as he came through the door from the garage and hid behind a cabinet. He put his finger up to his mouth and motioned for me not to let Craig know he was there watching us. Craig was breathing harder as he continued sucking my breast and drinking my milk, and I kept stroking his cock which was then lubricated with his copious precum.Then he stopped sucking for a moment and breathlessly said, “Oh fuck, Jamie, I’d love to fuck you, and I just know that you have a sweet, wet pussy. But Ed’s my best friend and I just couldn’t do that to him. Oh fuck, you’re so sweet and sexy. But are you serious about wanting me to fuck you?”I wanted to respond to Craig, but also wanted to tantalize Ed with my comments. So, I held Craig’s head in my hand and looked him right in the eyes and said, “I don’t think a guy could ever get a better invitation than this. But let me make it clear to you. I want your big cock in my pussy, fucking me until I scream with multiple orgasms. I want to feel your huge load of cum flooding my cunt.””We’ve got time before Ed gets back, so don’t worry about him. Ed told me that you haven’t been getting any pussy at home, so fuck me, Craig, fuck me with your big cock and fill my womb with all of your pent-up cum.”The look on Ed’s face was priceless as he saw me unwrap my skirt and lie back on the couch, totally nude with my legs spread for Craig. Then Craig took off his pants and underwear and was standing there with his big cock bouncing and balls swinging in front of him. He got on his knees between my legs and started sucking my pussy, which was driving me crazy.I loved the sucking, but I also wanted that big cock in me, so I said, “I really like you sucking me, but I need your huge cock in my pussy. Come on up and fuck me.”Craig then moved up between my legs, and I felt the big head of his cock pressing against my labia. Then he pushed more of his cock into me and I felt the thick veins as they rubbed my labia, and he slowly pushed that monster cock all the way into me. He was soon pressing against my cervix as I felt his big, hanging balls on my ass, which was a new feeling for me. Ed’s cock is thick, but not as long and thick as Craig’s and I loved the feeling of him being bottomed out in me and stretching my wet pussy more than it ever had been before.Then I thought I’d play to Ed’s fantasies even more and I said, “Oh, Craig, your cock is much longer and thicker than Ed’s cock, and I just love the way it’s stretching my wet cunt. Fuck me now. Let me feel that big piece of fuck meat pounding my pussy.”Then he started thrusting into me and I saw Ed moving from behind the cabinet and getting on his hands and knees, crawling towards us. He was smiling, and his face was red with lust, and he couldn’t take his eyes off Craig’s big cock moving into and out of my hairy pussy. That fucking felt so wonderful that I temporarily forgot that the situation was arranged by Ed, largely for his own pleasure.I had my eyes closed and felt an animal passion being fucked by Craig. I had an orgasm soon after he started fucking me, and it seemed like I was having constant orgasms. When I opened my eyes again I saw that Ed had moved all the way across the room until he was only inches from our coupled genitals. He had to be able to smell my pussy and hear the wet sounds of Craig’s big cock moving in my soaking wet pussy and those big balls slapping against my ass.Craig lasted for a long time, probably five minutes or so, which was a long time for a guy who hasn’t had any pussy for months. I could tell by his heavier breathing and shortening strokes that he was close to cumming in me, and I thought I would encourage him.I said, “Oh fuck, that’s it, Craig. I can feel your big cock swelling even more in my pussy and starting to throb. Give it to me, baby. Give me your huge load of cum. I want to feel you spraying you thick seed right into my womb.”My comments put him over the edge, and Craig pushed his big cock head right against my cervix, and I felt his semen spraying inside my pussy. He held himself in me, and although Ed never told me what he had in mind, I knew when he made his move. I held Craig firmly in my arms as I felt Ed’s mouth move in against my pussy and Craig’s balls and he was licking and sucking us.

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The Neighbor – Part 2

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The next morning I was awoken by Cathy wanting me to clean her well fucked pussy. I was lying in the bed in the guest bedroom where I wanked myself to sleep, and Cathy climbed up and sat on my face and said, “I hope you enjoy your cream pie breakfast wimp!” and giggled a little. After about ten minutes Thomas woke up and entered the guest bedroom and said, “I’m next!” “Ooh, Jim loves breakfast sausage.” They both laughed at that one. After I was done cleaning Thomas, Cathy said, “Now that you had your breakfast, wimp, you can fix me, and my stud here, some eggs & bacon, and bring it to us in the bedroom.” “Yes dear,” was all I could muster in my humiliation. almanbahis When I entered the bedroom with their breakfast, Thomas was leaning back against the headboard. Cathy was sitting between his legs lying back on him while he fondled her 36 C tits, tweaking her nipples between his thumb and forefinger, lightly pinching them while Cathy moaned in pleasure. “Thanks wimp,” Thomas spoke, “Your wife and I worked up a big appetite.” “You’re welcome,” I mumbled. “What was that cocksucker?” Thomas barked. “You’re welcome, sir!” I said almost shouting. “That’s better. Cathy tells me you are pretty good at building stuff, is that true?” “I almanbahis yeni giriş do okay, ” I answered. “Well today I want you to build an access gate in the fence between our yards.” “Can I ask why?” I said. “Well you either build it or you can explain to your neighbors why I am always going to your house or why your juicy little wife is going over to my house after you leave for work in the morning.” Cathy snickered, obviously finding humor in my sad predicament, and said, “You don’t have to explain to the neighbors, wimp. I’ll just tell them I need a real dick in my pussy.” Then she grabbed Thomas’s cock and shook it at me. They both almanbahis giriş laughed. “Get busy wimp,” Thomas ordered, “you’ve got a gateway to heaven to build for your wife.” “You’ve got that right” Cathy said as she started sucking Thomas’s cock again. After about an hour I had removed a few of the fence boards and cut the 2×4 cross pieces to make the opening. As I was getting ready to dig a couple of post holes, Thomas came walking out of the house carrying his clothes and says, “clean me off before I go home, wimp.” “What if someone sees me?” I answered. “What if I send those photos I have of you?” Damn it! He had me and he knew it. So once again I was on my knees with this coal black cock in my mouth praying none of the neighbors were looking over the fence. “That’s it wimp, do a really good job, and don’t forget to clean your wife’s cum off of my balls,” Thomas commanded.

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My Sex-Packed Holiday Part Nine – A Final Threesome

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That evening, when we went down to dinner, we saw Sally sitting by herself in the lounge with an orange juice.“Where’s your mum, Sally?” I asked.“You’re not going to believe this, but she’s not going to be back tonight,” said Sally with a big grin. “She phoned about an hour ago, and said she’d drunk so much wine with her friend Charlotte that she’s not in a fit state to drive back! So she’s going to stay over tonight, and hopefully she’ll have sobered up enough by tomorrow morning to drive back here!”My parents seemed to find this incredibly funny, and didn’t seem half as concerned at this disregard for Sally’s welfare as they probably should have.“Why don’t you join us for dinner?” said my Mum. “If you want to, that is.”“Aw, thanks, I’d love to,” said Sally. So my Mum went and sorted everything out in the dining room, and by the time we were ready to eat they’d somehow managed to squeeze another place-setting onto our table without Sally having to sit on anyone’s knee. My Dad and Matt told us about their walk, and I said that Sally and I had bumped into each other on the beach (without going into any details of what we’d got up to, obviously).After dinner, I was debating whether to go for a short stroll along the cliffs to watch the sunset, when Sally sidled up to me and grabbed me by the arm.“Annie, can you come here a minute?” she asked.I was a bit puzzled. What could she want? I hoped she didn’t want my advice about some personal problem. I wasn’t good at that sort of thing.“Matt and me, we’d like you to do something for us,” she said.“Erm, you’d better tell me what it is first,” I said.“We want you to film us having sex,” she said in a rush, blushing.Now that I hadn’t expected.“What – you want to make your own home porno movie?” I said, not sure whether to giggle or be shocked.“Yes. I mean, we were going to just point Matt’s little camcorder at the bed and do it like that. But then I wondered if you’d do it…since you’ve already seen us, and all that.”“Are you sure about this?” I said, deciding someone had to be sensible about the whole business and it was probably going to have to be me. “You’re going to have to be really careful how you look after it. I mean, you’re not planning to put it online or anything?”“Oh god no,” said Sally. “You know, we’ve already taken some photos, but it would be really hot to make a movie, just for us. For when the holiday’s over.”I have to say, they weren’t hanging about. It took me ages before I agreed to have one of my boyfriends make a sex film of us, almanbahis and I threatened to kill him if it ever got online. I still sometimes regret letting him persuade me to put some of my still photos on one of those “My sexy girlfriend” websites, and then seeing them spread all over the web like some kind of porno virus. And I wasn’t sure making a home porno with someone you might not see again when the holiday’s over was such a good idea, but I reckoned I could make sure Matt kept his side of the bargain, and Sally would just have to be sensible.“Whose idea was this?” I asked out of interest. Sally was a dirty girl, for sure, but this sounded like a Matt idea.“Matt’s, I guess” she confirmed. “But I thought of asking you to do the filming.”Served me right for seducing her on the beach, I suppose. And I guess I should have been flattered. And when you look at all the home pornos on the net, a lot of the genuine ones do seem to have someone else holding the camera. They’re often the best ones too; able to do close-ups and all that.“Well, I guess if you’re going to do it, you might as well make a good job of it,” I said. “Ok, I’m up for it. When were you going to do this?”“I thought we should do it tonight,” said Sally “While my Mum’s away. Than we can use our room and know we’re not going to be disturbed.”“You’re really sure she’s not going to change her mind and drive back in the middle of the night?” I worried. The “mother catching her daughter and boyfriend having sex” plotline makes for great porn, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to be part of an unscripted version, especially if Abi decided not to get her kit off and join in, but got all angry about it instead.“Not by the way she sounded on the phone,” giggled Sally. “She’s really strict about not drinking and driving, and she’d obviously had more than a few too many even then.”“Ok,” I said. “Let’s do it. We’d better wait ‘til a bit later, in case my Mum and Dad wonder where we’ve gone. I’ll see you in your room at 11.”Sally giggled.“Ok,” she said. “I’ll go and tell Matt you’re up for it.”“And make sure the camcorder’s charged up,” I said. “We don’t want the battery running flat at the crucial moment.”…………….I stretched my evening walk a bit to fill the time, so it was already 10:30 when I got back. I texted Matt to let him know I was on my way, and went straight up to Abi and Sally’s room. They were both lying on the double bed, cuddling and watching TV. Sally was wearing denim shorts and a white t-shirt under which I could see her bikini almanbahis yeni giriş top. Matt had his swim shorts on, and a t-shirt as well.“Are you still sure you want to go through with this?” I asked. “No cold feet or anything?”“Hell no,” said Sally. “You don’t know how hard it was waiting for you to get back!”“Have you thought about what you’re going to do?” I asked, while I reminded myself of the camcorder controls. “Or are you just going to start off and see how it goes?”Matt smiled. “We did talk a bit about it, and I guess we’ve got an idea.” He started to take his shirt off, but I stopped him.“Hold on,” I said “You don’t want to start off naked – it’s much more sexy watching people strip each other off. Just start as you are, and take things off as you go. That’ll be really hot.”Now that it came to it, neither of them seemed to quite know how to get started. Sally giggled.“This feels weird,” she said.“Just get on with it,” I said. “Pretend I’m not here. Start off by kissing or something. And try and make it sexy.”Almost tentatively, Matt put his hands round Sally’s waist and began to kiss her. I focused on their two mouths clamped together, lips sliding backwards and forwards, tongues starting to get to work as they became more aroused. Sally nibbled gently at Matt’s lower lip, and he pulled her closer against his body. As they kissed, Matt’s hands slipped up underneath the front of Sally’s t-shirt, pushing it up and revealing her tanned stomach. She had her arms around his neck, and I could see their tongues locked together. Already they seemed to have forgotten the camera was there, although just then Sally’s eyes flicked over to where I was standing, pointing the camera at their faces.Sally took her arms from around Matt’s neck and raised them up, letting him pull her t-shirt up over her head. She was wearing the same little bikini top as earlier in the day, and memories flashed through my mind of taking it off earlier that afternoon, of taking her nipples in my mouth.I had to force myself to concentrate as Matt kissed down Sally’s neck towards the tops of her breasts, barely contained by the cups of the bikini. He kissed over them, teasing with his tongue, and I watched as one hand slipped inside the left-hand cup, stroking at the breast inside. I zoomed in the camera as his hand pushed the cup off, revealing the soft firm mound of flesh with its pink little nipple, hard as a pebble. He moved his mouth over to it, his lips closing over the firm bud, and I heard Sally almanbahis giriş sigh with pleasure as he began to play with it with his lips: kissing, sucking, licking, gently biting.It was so arousing watching them: I really wanted to touch myself, but I needed both hands to hold the camera steady. I could tell that my own nipples were tingling; aroused and wanting to be sucked.Matt turned to her other breast, pushing the bikini cup off that one too. Sally reached behind her and pulled on the bow, letting the bikini top slide off. She held Matt’s head as he moved from one breast to the other; she was biting her lip and breathing heavily. She reached down and pulled his t-shirt off too. Both topless now, they kissed again, her bare tits pressed against his chest.Still sitting on the bed, Sally reached down to Matt’s shorts. I looked down, and could see the bulge of his cock inside them, already hard. Sally began to tug at the waistband, and he raised himself up to let her pull it down. He wasn’t wearing any briefs, and his erection sprang straight out, his purple knob-head already standing up cleanly. I smiled as I remembered watching his cum spurt out from it only the night before, hoping he had plenty left for tonight.Matt sat down again and kicked his shorts right off. Now he was totally naked, although Sally still had her little shorts on. She knelt between his knees. His cock gave a little leap, and she reached out and took it in her hand. She looked over at the camera with a smile, and bent her head down. She was such a tease: instead of taking it in her mouth at once, she breathed on it gently, then just tickled it with her tongue. Matt groaned.“Oh fuck, Sally,” he gasped.Taking pity on him, she began to lick up and down his erect cock, and I zoomed in the camera to focus on the trail of saliva she left on his now rock-hard length. Taking it in her hand, she licked round the shiny knob, and Matt breathed in sharply at the feel of her tongue tickling over it. She placed her lips round the tip and slowly lowered her head over it, taking it inch by inch into her mouth. As she paused for a moment, I could see her cheeks sucking in as she slurped on it like a hot lolly. She began to go up and down on his cock, fucking her mouth with it, and each time she went down she took it deeper into her throat. She looked straight at me as she finally took the final inch, her lips buried in his pubic hair. She couldn’t exactly smile, but her eyes were sparkling and alive.It was amazing. I could feel myself getting even wetter between my own legs. Matt was loving it, and I found myself imagining what it would be like to be sucking on his cock myself. I wasn’t sure I should have been thinking of it, but I just couldn’t stop myself.

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I saw the sign stuck in the lawn that said, “THIS HOME IS PROTECTED BY THE BLOOD OF OUR SAVIOUR” and just had to suppress a smile. This was going to be very interesting.I rand the bell, and the wife answered. She was tall — about 5’10” or so — in her 50s, heavyset with large, pendulous breasts and an equally ample bottom that were packed into a faded blue jumpsuit. Her blonde hair was cut into a page-boy style that was popular back when I was in high school, but it didn’t really suit her face. Her make-up was simple and sensible, as was her jewelry and her nails. Nothing flashy about her. She stuck out her hand and I shook it. “Do come in,” she said, flashing me an unexpectedly dazzling white smile.”You have a lovely smile,” I told her.”Thank you,” she said, “They’re brand new. When my dentist told me it was finally time for me to get dentures, I told him I’ve always wanted really white, straight teeth. He warned me against them, almanbahis said they wouldn’t look natural, but I just love them.””Well … you look great,” was all I can manage. Usually, I’m not at a loss for words, but she had an open, frank style to her personality that was catching me off guard.”Leonard?” she called, “Our guest is here!”Her husband walked into the room. He was barely five feet tall, but muscular and compact. He may have been almost sixty, with a receding hairline, thick glasses, and a large salt-and-pepper mustache that seemed to dominate the entire lower half of his face. He was neatly dressed in a simple grey suit and a tie. I felt a little underdressed in my turtleneck and slacks.”Leonard, dear, this is our guest. I’m sorry? I didn’t catch your name?””Lee,” I volunteered, taking Leonard’s hand.”And what church do you go to, Lee?””Lakeside Christian,” I said. I was making it up. I didn’t even know if there was such a thing, but there are so many lakes where we live, I figured there had to be a “Lakeside Christian” church around somewhere. On a whim, I added “I do a little Sunday-school, too. You know … when the regular teacher can’t make it.””Isn’t that wonderful! Praise the Lord!” she said in a warm voice. “I’m Patty, by the way. Shall we go into the bedroom?””That will be fine,” I said.I followed Patty and Leonard to the back of the house, where a very simply decorated master bedroom sat. There was a recliner chair, facing the bed. The sole decoration on the walls was a framed picture of Jesus.Patty pulled the drapes closed, turned to face me, and said, “Shall we pray?”The three of us held hands in a circle. I obediently closed my eyes and bowed my head. I was thankful I hadn’t been invited to give the invocation. I don’t think I would have kept a straight face.”Heavenly Father,” Patty began in a low voice, “We’re just so grateful to have Lee here with us under our almanbahis yeni giriş home to spend some time together in Your Perfect Love and Fellowship. Watch over us, Lord. Keep our friends safe and protect us from our enemies. Let this be a time of marital love for both of us, and we pray this in the name of your Son, Jesus Christ. Amen.””Amen,” Leonard and I echoed.”Make yourself comfortable, Lee,” Leonard said, gesturing to the chair. “We don’t keep liquor in the house, but I could make you some water, or some iced tea.””Nothing for me, thanks,” I said, settling into the chair. Patty was already out of the jumpsuit and was removing her undergarments. When she unhooked her bra, her giant-sized breasts fell, but not by much. For a woman her age, they had amazing firmness. The nipples were large and dark. Her ample belly sagged enough to almost hide the dusky little triangle of pubic hair. As she turned to get some items out of the closet, I noticed that her large buttocks had stretch marks and other signs of age.I was so intent on looking at her, that I hadn’t realized Leonard had left the room. When he came back in, he was totally naked. His hide was dark and sun-baked. He looked like a man who spent his whole life working outdoors with no shirt. His sizable cock jutted out from his crotch and the plump head of it bobbed when he walked.Patty sat on the edge of the bed, spread her meaty thighs, and started to rub at her labia with her fingertips. She looked directly at me, and said “Please do NOT disrobe or play with yourself.””I’m familiar with the rules, ma’am.” I assured her.To Leonard, she said, “Get on your knees and lick my vagina. Go on, lick it!”Leonard promptly knelt down in front of his wife. She obligingly spread her pussy lips apart with her fingers, exposing the pink meaty interior of her moist cunt. 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This woman was hot. Age may have taken a toll on her looks, but she was radiating sexual energy. I was throwing a huge rod in my pants, but I knew better than to touch anything. I just sat back and enjoyed the show.In the midst of all the moaning, and grinding, Patty suddenly sat up with an angry look on her face. She slapped the top of her husband’s head and said, “NO!! Do not tongue my anus! That’s disgusting!””Sorry, Ma’am,” her husband said, and went back to eating her cunt. I noted with some amusement that neither one of these two resorted to any four-letter words.She abruptly slapped him again. “STOP THAT!!” she barked. “Your tongue touched my anus again!””Sorry, Ma’am.” “You are acting like a disgusting pig in front of our guest. Stop it!””I apologize, Ma’am.””Return to pleasuring my vagina, please.”Again, he dove in between her legs. Again, he lapped and slurped loudly away at her cunt. 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