Month: September 2024

The Mere Idea

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Big Dick

It was late in the afternoon of what had already been a long day after several long days, and Jean-Luc, the sellers’ French lawyer, continued to drone on and on. His English was very good, but his accent occasionally drifted into an impenetrable thicket, and his grasp of idioms could be unexpectedly comic. I mean, when he said, “zhoos sinking loudlee,” it was all I could do to swallow my laugh.

But maybe he felt the same when he heard my mangled French.

Yet, I liked the guy – he had a playful sense of humor, a deep knowledge of good Parisian restaurants and of wines from the Côte du Rhone, all of which he had shared with me over lunches and dinners during our week of meetings. At this point, though, on that long Friday afternoon, he was just wasting everyone’s time.

Still, we had gotten through the hardest parts of the Share Purchase and Sale Agreement, and I had high hopes we would finish in time for me to meet Courtney for dinner as she and I had planned. Worst case though – I hoped – we would spend our first night together and finish what had started the last time I was in Paris.

Those memories sparked visions of lust and desire. I imagined Courtney standing in my hotel room, wearing nothing but a loose white cotton robe. In my thoughts, I could see the twin, mirrored mounds of her breasts and a playful hint of the darker skin surrounding her nipples the robe didn’t hide. And then I was next to her, kissing her and touching her. The robe fell from her shoulders, and she was standing naked, waiting to be taken. I laid her gently on the bed, caressed her breasts with my fingers and mouth and teased her nipples with my tongue. I kissed her stomach, spread her thighs, and continued down her body, kissing and licking and sucking, intoxicated by her skin, her smell, and her touch.

“Isn’t that right, Alex,” someone asked, shattering my dreams.

“Uhh, yes? Sorry,” I stumbled and then added with far more certainty than I felt, “Yes, it is,” just guessing that was the right response.

I had already warned our lawyers, Hervé and Isabelle, that I couldn’t join them for dinner, mumbling about another deal I was working on back in the States. That morning, I had left an envelope at the desk of my hotel with a key to my room for Courtney, and I had dinner reservations for 8:30 at a lovely restaurant out in the 14th. Jean-Luc had taken us there earlier in the week, and I had fallen in love with the Art Nouveau interior, the food, and the enchanting staff. I hoped it was the kind of place Courtney would enjoy.

But those plans meant Jean-Luc would have to stop giving speeches on every phrase and clause in which he found the slightest issue. We were deep into the boiler-plate terms that filled the last eleven pages of the document, and surely, he was sophisticated enough to understand nothing he could say – no matter how well phrased or well argued – would change one word on those pages.

And so, I could only think his speeches were nothing more than a performance – off the cuff soliloquies of some noble and learned hero – but really, no more than a chance to justify his presence – and expense – to his clients. I understood he had to appear to be earning his fee, and I didn’t mind a little show. Hell, for paying the hourly rate of a senior partner at Skadden, his clients deserved some theater.

I had heard some version of everything Jean-Luc was saying before, though, and rather than listening to arguments that had long since stopped interesting me, I let Hervé and Isabelle respond to him. They had represented us on three previous European acquisitions using this same form and had already heard my responses to the arguments Jean-Luc was making. Isabelle Escort was a quick study with a quick memory and was especially good at explaining and translating American legal terms and concepts to lawyers who lived and breathed the Code Napoléon or the Bürgerliches Gesetzbuch.

Instead, I let my thoughts drift back to Courtney and the night we had kissed for hours in that cocktail bar she had taken me to down in the Marais a month ago, the last time I was in Paris. It was a wonderful place, and I liked it a lot, but doubted I could ever find it on my own. Courtney had given the address to the taxi driver in her easy and flowing French, and by the time we left, I was too drunk on alcohol and dopamine to remember much of anything except how much I wanted her.

I do remember holding her and kissing her at a Metro stop on Rue de Rivoli – maybe it was Saint-Paul, I don’t know – but how we got there and why I didn’t fuck her that night were complete mysteries to me now.

But, damn, could she kiss. She knew how to tease with her lips and tongue – when to bite and when to ravish my mouth and when to withdraw and play coy – and she left me rock hard and aching. As we stood in the cold night of a Parisian winter, she rubbed my cock playfully through my trousers, licked my ear, whispered “à la prochaine,” and walked away. The mere memory made my dick jump and harden as if a knowing hand were stroking and twisting it, toying with me.

Forcing myself back into the meeting, I glanced at my watch – it was getting awfully close to dix-huit heures et demie, as the French say. I quickly calculated the time it would take me to get from where I was – in a conference room on the Rue Saint-Florentin overlooking the Place de la Concorde – to my hotel a few streets off the Champs-Élysées and from there, with Courtney, to the Rue du Château, and decided I could let Jean-Luc go on for, maybe, thirty minutes, but no more. I leaned over to Hérve, whispered that I had a call with the U.S. at 7:30 that I couldn’t miss, and asked him to hurry Jean-Luc along.

As always, Hervé was as smooth as polished marble. He spoke French to be sure his words carried the proper amount of politesse and conveyed exactly the meaning he intended, playing not only to Jean-Luc, but to his clients as well. I couldn’t grasp everything he said exactly, but the sense of it was that Jean-Luc was raising subtle and difficult points that deserved more thought and attention than we could give them at that moment, hearing them, as we were, for the first time, late in the day. He suggested it would help us all if Jean-Luc could flag those clauses he found especially troublesome and raise his concerns in writing. Then we could respond with the consideration and intelligence his arguments merited.

When Hervé finished, Jean-Luc’s face lit up, he sat forward in his chair, pushed out his lower lip and nodded in that gesture so commonly French, and smiled. “Mais bien sûr, mes amis.”

Looking at me, he asked, “If you have them tomorrow morning, perhaps by ten, we would be able to meet after lunch – two p.m. perhaps – and finish our discussions?”

“Parfait – ça marche,” I replied, faintly enthusiastic. I wasn’t happy giving up time on a Saturday in Paris, but supposed a few hours tomorrow were worth a full night with Courtney.

I started to stand, felt my still hard cock pressing against my pants and grabbed the yellow legal pad on which I had made my notes. Using that to hide my erection, I stood and reached across the table and shook Jean-Luc’s hand.

Less than fifteen minutes later, I was walking through the Jardin des Champs-Élysées, smiling and singing that old Joni Mitchell song about Paris quietly Escort Bayan to myself.

When I opened my hotel room door, I knew Courtney was already there; I could smell her perfume, could see her coat draped across a chair, and noticed the bottle of Champagne cooling in an ice bucket on one of the nightstands. The bathroom door was closed, and I heard water running.

I threw my topcoat over hers and then wasn’t sure what to do. Should I undress? Crawl into bed and wait? Join her in the shower? Or stay dressed and just sit in a chair and read one of the magazines scattered on the desk? In the end, I knocked quietly on the bathroom door and said, “Hey there. I’m here. Just a warning.”

There was a quick “Ok,” from behind the door, and I decided to take off my jacket and tie and sit in the chair and read.

The water shut off, the shower curtain scraped against the rod, and I could hear Courtney toweling herself dry.

The door opened and there she stood, wrapped in a towel, with her hair pulled up into a bun. She smiled, bit her lower lip, and nodded slowly.

“You’re still dressed. What’s up with that?”

“I didn’t want to presume.”

“I’m naked. In your hotel room. What’s left to presume?” She laughed and walked to me.

I took her in my arms, and we kissed.

A long, slow, soft kiss. Filled more with promises than passion. At first.

The towel dropped away. I explored her neck with my lips and tongue, while my hands stroked and massaged her back and then, slowly, dropped down to her bare ass. I cupped her butt cheeks in my hands and squeezed, while my mouth covered hers and my tongue pushed between her open lips.

Her hands were on my chest, unfastening the buttons of my shirt, pulling it untucked, and pushing it off my shoulders. Once my shirt was gone, she thrust her hands under my tee-shirt and onto my bare skin – rubbing, teasing, exploring.

I backed her slowly towards the bed, took off my undershirt, and pressed myself against her naked skin. Her nipples were hard and pushed into my chest. She moaned as I took one in my mouth and playfully flicked at it with my tongue.

After a moment, she sighed, sat down onto the bed and looked up at me as she ran her hands over my chest and down my arms. She pulled my hand to her, kissed it, and then drew a finger into her mouth, completely. Her tongue pressed against my finger as she sucked at it gently, as if she wanted to take it and me deep inside her. Her eyes never left mine.

With my other hand, I stroked her hair, traced the contours of an ear, and then caressed her cheek with the back of my fingers. She took the finger from her mouth, closed her eyes, and leaned into the hand pressing on her cheek. A soft, guttural purr escaped from deep in her throat.

I pressed her down onto the bed and kissed her throat and her shoulders, slowly making my way to her breasts. My tongue circled one nipple and then the other. My hands were stroking her thighs, flirting with the soft and sensitive skin near her crotch while slowly pushing her legs apart.

“Wait.”

She pushed me and sat up, and her hands explored my chest. She softly pinched a nipple between a thumb and a finger and twisted it slightly, sending tiny, sharp electric shocks through me. I shivered, and she said, “Guess you liked that.”

She smiled and began tracing the outline of my cock through my pants. “And what do we do about this?”

Answering her own question, she unbuckled my belt, unfastened my pants, and began pushing them down.

“I want you naked.”

I gave her what she wanted, and when I was done, she put her arms around me and, still sitting on the bed and still looking Bayan Escort up at me, she pulled me to her and licked my hardened cock from the base to the head.

When she reached that sensitive spot just before the tip, my cock jumped.

She smiled and licked it again.

I sucked in a deep, sharp breath, and moaned, “Oh babe.”

I wanted her mouth around my cock. I wanted her to swallow me and wanted to surrender to the warmth and wet of her mouth.

But she had other ideas.

She softly kissed my shaft from top to bottom, stopping only when she reached my balls, which she licked and lapped and sucked until she drew another moan from me.

Frustration and desire built and grew, and my body – achingly strained and taut – pleaded urgently for release. I needed to fuck her – fast and deep and hard – and I wanted to fuck her right then.

But she only looked at me, bit at her lip, raised her eyebrows suggestively, and licked my cock again, from base to tip. I don’t know how it was possible, but my cock got even harder, and my legs began to tremble.

When she reached the top this time, she wrapped one hand around my stiff shaft, swirled her tongue around the tip, then lowered her head and – finally – took me in her mouth.

My legs tensed and I tried to push deep past her lips, wanting to sink completely into her.

But that’s not what she wanted. Her hands were quickly on my hips, holding me back, while her lips remained wrapped tightly around my cock and her tongue began pressing slowly and rhythmically against the head.

The heat of her mouth, the gentle attention of her tongue, and the sight of her head in my crotch fired my passion and need until they burned as hot as the bluest flame. I put my hands on her head, massaged her hair – a beautiful light shade of mahogany – and fought to keep from pushing her down on me.

I wanted her – maybe more than I had ever wanted anything – but I also wanted to give myself over to her and let her do as she wished.

She pulled me in deeper, squeezing my cock with her hand and her lips. The head of my cock pressed against her throat and her tongue’s rhythm increased.

I did nothing but groan and savor the pleasure she was giving me.

As if she could feel the first stirrings of my orgasm, she stopped her tongue and retreated down my shaft until only the tip of my cock remained in her mouth. She licked gently at the head – just enough to keep the fire burning while holding me back from the explosion I wanted so badly. My fingers pressed deeper into her hair.

And then, slowly, she began taking me deeper again into her mouth. When my cock filled her, she pulled back, her lips pressed firmly against my shaft. When only the tip remained in her mouth, she moved back down, slightly faster.

She sucked at my cock and began sliding up and down its length, faster and faster, taking me deep into her throat and then slipping backwards, rubbing me firmly with her lips and tongue.

It wasn’t long before the unstoppable force of an orgasm began building in my groin. And Courtney just continued fucking me with her mouth, her rhythm fierce and unbreakable.

“I’m almost there,” I muttered, partly in agonizing anticipation, partly in warning.

But she didn’t stop. She kept on fucking me, slurping and gagging, obviously determined to make me cum.

“That’s it. That’s it.”

As my cock began to pulse, she slammed her head down to take me as deeply as she could, and I filled her mouth with semen. She didn’t move, but I could feel her swallowing, trying to keep up with my release.

She held me lightly as my orgasm receded, careful not to touch or press or tease my sensitive organ, while continuing to swallow the proof of the pleasure she had given to me.

Finished, she let me go and looked up at me.

Smiling. Satisfied.

“Open the Champagne. I need a glass, I think. Then I need you to kiss me.”

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Sister-In-Law

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My wife has always been close to her sister. They went through a lot as kids and grew up independently due to their parents’ divorce. They both had college educations, but I would say that they were more street wise than book smart. They had wild stories of their teenage and early adult years that to this very day make me wonder if their best years were behind them.

My Sister-In-Law is also married with kids so the four of us have grown up together raising our children and often enjoy holidays, weekend playdates and even vacations together.

A little about the characters:

My Wife:

Jane – 40, 5’9″, 140lbs, long legs, 36 C Breasts, long dark hair.

Me:

Bobby – 45, 6’1″ 190 lbs., athletic build, Short dark hair.

Sister-In-Law:

Jessica – 42, 5’8″, 130lbs, Thick legs, nice full ass, 36 D Breasts, Short Dark hair

Brother-In-Law:

Kurt – 47, 5’8″ 200 lbs., Muscular, strong body, bald head

As I mentioned we do a lot of things together as a family and every year Jane badgers me to book a vacation as early as possible so the houses that we look at are not booked. It inevitably turns into a family vacation, however I do insist on separate houses as I do like my privacy. This year was no different. We booked a magical house in The Outer Banks. There may only be 4 of us, me my wife and our two kids, but the house we booked had 5 bedrooms, a pool, a hot tub, and everything we would need for a weeks stay in the sun. My In-laws booked a house about 10 miles away and the agreement was that we could have some days alone but we would spend a night all together at each other’s house so the kids could play and hopefully they would be so tired at night we could enjoy some adult time when they were sleeping.

In the buildup to the vacation Jane and Jessica did most of the planning. It seemed me and Kurt were just along for the ride with the kids…. but again, that’s normal!

On the Friday evening, we began the long drive down to The Outer Banks and with the kids in tow we decided to break the journey up. So about 5 hours into the nearly 10 1/2 hour drive we approached the Hotel. By this time, it was about 8pm on Friday evening and we were all hungry and tired. We got the room, ordered room service, and watched some TV. The kids were beyond tired, so we put them in bed, and it wasn’t long before our 2- and 7-year-old sons were fast asleep. Jane went to the bathroom to get ready for bed and came out in her very unsexy pajamas and climbed into bed. I like to shower before bed, so I hoped in, dried off and jumped into bed naked like usual. That night there was no sex, but we were able to hold each other, and I snuggled into her from behind and felt my cock harden as it nestled against her butt.

Our sex life was not exactly on fire, we probably had sex about 3 times a month and as usual when she felt my hard cock resting between her ass cheeks, she batted it away and said, “not tonight, the kids are right there and I’m tired”. Same old, same old I thought, and I rolled over and closed my eyes.

The kids woke up bright eyed and bushy tailed at 6am. We still had about 5 1/2 to drive Escort which I wasn’t looking forward to. Around 7am we ordered breakfast and by 9am I decided that it might be a good idea to get the kids in the hotel pool for a bit to tire then out a little and they may sleep a little during the final leg of the drive. As usual this was something that I did with the kids — Jane spent the time in the room. When we got back, she was showered, changed and ready for the drive. We, meaning the kids and I, followed suite and we were back on the road by about 11am. Assuming we didn’t hit traffic we would be at the house by about 4:30pm. Perfect timing to check in, get settled and let the kids fight over which rooms they wanted. Surprisingly with 5 rooms to choose from they decided that they wanted to sleep together. This seems to be normal when we are away…I think they feel safer in a strange environment which is good for us!

The next day we were spending on our own so we could check out the house a little more, get used to our surroundings and simply spend some time together. We played in the pool for most of the day. We made a pact that we would try and find time so we can connect during the vacation so at night our intent was to feed the kids, get them washed up and ready for bed around 7. I would put them down, and while I was doing that Jane would order dinner for us so we could share some quality time together. Getting them down on the first night is always the hardest and I was able to close the door and creep out of their room around 7:45. Jane was already outside sitting in the evening shade drinking a glass of wine. She looked stunning — she was wearing a long sundress. Her hair trailed down her back and as I approached her, I could clearly see that she had discarded her bra. Her nipples were visible and getting harder as the breeze gently caressed her thin material causing the fabric to rub against her delightful pointy nipples. I kissed her on her lips and asked what we were eating. A slight grin formed on her face….and then she said — “I ordered Sushi” …. Not my favorite but if she likes it and it makes her happy then that’s fine by me.

We ate, drank, and laughed over dinner — it was great and set the tone for the rest of the vacation. The rest of the evening was spent on the sofa watching some non-descript movie — well I was watching the movie. She spent most of the time texting her sister as they were due to come over to the house tomorrow and stay the night. We decided to retire to bed around 11pm as we were both exhausted still from the ride, and the sun.

Around 11am Jessica and Kurt arrived with their two kids (6 and 9yrs of age). They looked around the house comparing their house to ours. We assigned them all bedrooms and then got together for lunch. Because the weather was so nice, we grilled burgers and hotdogs, and everyone was playing in the pool. Everyone had swimsuits on. Me and Kurt were in board shorts, and both the girls were wearing one piece bathing suites. Jane was wearing a dark blue one piece that was very conservative, and Jessica was wearing a simple black one piece that allowed Escort Bayan her breasts to push up a little (just enough to be considered eye candy)! We enjoyed a couple of drinks while splashing around in the pool with the kids it was just a fun day that we all enjoyed.

We spoke to Jessica and Kurt about dinner plans, and we agreed that it would be a great idea to do the same as we did last night — Get the kids fed early and then have our own dinner when they were all in bed. Before putting them down Kurt and myself ran out to the liquor store to get a few bottles of wine, while the girls got the kids bathed and ready for bed. When we got home, we switched with them – I went to put my kids down and Kurt his. The girls meanwhile were downstairs ordering dinner and I’m sure would be opening the wine!

Around 8pm we were both free, the kids were asleep, and we could finally eat, drink, and relax. The girls both ordered a salmon dish, Kurt had Chicken and I had a Rib Eye Steak. The food was amazing, the wine was great, and it felt like an evening pre kids! The drinks flowed easily and after the dishes were cleared up, we decided we should all spend some time in the Hot Tub. The water was hot, around 104 degrees and the air was warm too which felt amazing. What with drinking all day some of us were better off than others. I was good as I really didn’t drink much during the day, but Kurt and Jane were struggling a little due to the mix of alcohol, heat and just being tired. Jessica was holding up — she wasn’t sober by any stretch of the imagination, but I would consider her a little buzzed. After about 30 mins in the hot tub things started to change a little. We got talking about sex and this was too much for Jane. She stood up….and spoke.

“I’m out…. I can’t talk about this tonight…I’m tired and honestly wasted! I’m going to bed.”

What a buzz kill. There was me thinking this would get interesting! Then a few mins later Kurt who had begun slurring his words decided to call it a night.

I looked over at Jessica and asked “is that it? Are you going to leave me all alone out here?”

“I’m not going anywhere” she said… “this is heaven”!

With half of the party gone, I topped up the wine for myself and Jessica and we chatted the night away. Somehow, we got back to the subject of sex, and I asked her how often she had it. I admitted that I have a very high sex drive and living with Jane was hard at times as she doesn’t. Sometimes it feels very mechanical as I know she’s only doing me a favor but 3 times a month really doesn’t cut it!

To my horror Jessica told me that they only have sex probably once a month. She let on that he simply isn’t sexual.

Now I know she was wild, and I’ve always thought that she needs to be released because beneath that soft gentile exterior there is a ravaging sexual beast ready to be let out. Maybe we were with the wrong partners.

We talked some more and inadvertently the bubbles moved us closer together in the hot tub. I felt her leg brush mine. We had always had a connection that was teetering on the edge of being sexual but neither had acted Bayan Escort on it. I turned my head and could see a sparkle in her eyes that told me what I already knew.

I knew it was wrong, but I moved my hand and rested it on her thigh. As I did, her legs spread a little and seeing this as an invite I moved my hand to her inner thigh. As I was doing this, I could feel my cock start to react and I was growing harder by the second. Our bodies turned together, and we kissed. It was soft and gentile at first but grew into a deep passionate kiss. Our tongues dancing and my hand tracing ever closer to her pussy. She pulled away and I could see that she was in disbelief. “I can’t do this — we shouldn’t do this” she said….as she was contemplating her next words — “but we have” I replied, and our lips met again. This time as we connected her hand found my cock and she began to touch me through my shorts.

Was it getting hot in here or was it just me!

I began to rub her though her swimsuit and her hands sneaked into my shorts pulling the waistband down so that my cock was free. I was rock hard, and she was now stroking my hard cock. I knew the animal in her would one day come out but in my wildest dreams didn’t think it would be on a family vacation. I was lost in lust — loving the feel of her hand against my cock stroking back and forth as we continued to make out. I wanted to fuck her, I wanted to taste her, I wanted to see her naked.

As I kissed her, I raised my hand and began to slide the strap of her swimsuit off. The straps fell over her arms and her naked breasts were on full show. They were bigger than my wife’s and the nipples were so different — almost delicate. I gently tweaked one, broke my kiss and began to lick, flick and nibble on them until they stood firm and erect. As I was doing this, she raised herself a little and helped remove her swimsuit. I did the same with my shorts and within a few short seconds we were now both naked, alone in the hot tub and extremely horny.

She moved over to me and began to straddle me. My cock felt like an iron rod, and she gently lowered her body onto mine. Just by the sensation I could tell as the head of my cock rested against her pussy that she was completely shaved. Little by little she lowered her pussy onto my cock, and she whispered in my ear. “I’ve wanted you for so long”.

She was riding my cock and bouncing up and down — there were muffled moans coming from her as she buried her head into my neck. The feeling was indescribable, and we began to fuck harder, and faster. She was bucking and writhing on my cock until I felt her nails dig into me a little as she came. Her pace slowed as her orgasm flowed through her body. She began to dismount me and then she sank down into the water.

“I want to taste you” she said.

I positioned myself onto the side of the hot tub and she proceeded to give me the most amazing blow job that I had ever received. She was no novice in this department that’s for sure — and within a few minutes I was close to cumming. I told her I was going to cum expecting her to release me from her grip, but she didn’t — she sucked harder and deeper until I shot my cum all the way down her throat.

I slid back down in the pool — We didn’t say a word. We both knew that this may be a one-time thing…. We put our swim suits back on and called it a night!

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Lesbian teacher can’t resist her schoolgirl pupils

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Lesbian teacher can’t resist her schoolgirl pupilsCatherine Baker stepped out of the warmth of the restaurant and started walking down the rain-swept streets towards her flat. She felt a pang of self-pity at the thought of the cold streets, and distinctly unhappy that her girlfriend had been called away during their meal. She tried to shrug the feeling off: vets often had to be on-call, but why did Rachel seem to take such a delight in answering the phone these days?A group of k**s were hanging around by the entrance to her flat. Miss Baker pursed her lips: no doubt they were having a cigarette in the shelter. She’d soon tell them where to get off.”Hi you, come away from there!”The small group started nervously, looking towards her.”It’s too late to be hanging around here, haven’t you got homes to go to?””Miss?”Catherine Baker frowned. That voice was familiar.”Is that you, Ashe? What are you doing outside my flat?””Yes, miss. We missed the last bus, and we don’t have any money for a taxi.””And you thought I might lend it to you, did you?”Miss Baker reached into her handbag for her keys.”I suppose I can do that. Come in and warm up.”The older woman climbed the stairs, her high-heeled boots tapping sharply on the bare concrete steps. She opened the flat door, letting the shivering girls into her warm flat. Helene huddled into her jumper, her slim legs in tight jeans, her feet warm in thick fleecy boots. Miranda Thomas was warmer in a short black dress, thick black rights and shiny black boots. Miss Baker rather approved of the look. Only the third girl had had the sense to wear a coat. Who was she? Lisa Kwo took off her hooded coat and hung it up next to the door. The teacher watched her in some consternation: she’d not been able to think about anyone else since the last time they’d met in her office, when Lisa had left her begging for more, and now here she was in her flat, wearing a turquoise dress of oriental design, a red flower tucked behind her ear and a pair of elegant tan boots. Miss Baker’s mouth felt dry.”You look very smart, Lisa. Have you been out somewhere posh?”The Japanese schoolgirl flushed slightly and looked at the floor.”Yes miss.””You look frozen, let me light the fire and you can warm up.”Catherine knelt down in front of the gas fire, the flame igniting with a welcoming roar. She stared at the blue flames for a moment before getting to her feet, a mixture of emotions bubbling inside her.”Miranda, Helene. Would you make some tea and toast please? I’m sure you all need to get some warmth back inside you.”The older woman crossed the room and sat down in one of her cream leather sofas. She watched the Japanese teenager warming herself in front of the fire. Lisa was lifting her tight embroidered dress above her boots, letting the warm air drift up her thighs. The fabric was tightened across her bum: Miss Baker was mesmerized by her firm buttocks, her almost boyish figure. She closed her eyes and inhaled sharply. The thought of being able to go to bed with the teenager was intoxicating: had she ever wanted anyone so badly? The woman’s body was tingling with desire.Lisa turned around to face her teacher, still gripping the bottom of her dress. Their eyes met: deliberately Lisa raised her hands, the silky dress sliding up her coffee-coloured thighs, exposing the edge of her tight cotton underwear. Catherine could hardly tear her eyes away: she imagined running her fingers between those slim legs, finding the warmth, releasing the teenager’s pussy from its haven…”Shall I put it on the table, miss?”Helene came in, carrying a tray of cups and saucers.Miss Baker didn’t take her eyes from Lisa.”Yes, by all means. Wherever you like.”Lisa spoke for the first time.”I’ll just have tea, on the sofa, if that’s OK?””Of course it is, Lisa,” croaked the teacher.Helene and Miranda sat at the dining table, their backs towards the woman and her pupil. Miss Baker held her tea nervously, acutely aware of the girl beside her, their thighs touching. Lisa was half-facing her, letting her legs cross over her teachers, looking intently at her face. Catherine turned away, studying the fire.The first touch was electric: the older woman was sure that she gasped audibly, but the other two girls in the room didn’t move. Lisa’s hand was on her leg, her fingers, tracing their way up the smart black trousers, deliberately pressing down, making the older woman aware of every touch. Catherine glanced at the Japanese schoolgirl, seeing a half-smile play across her red lips, a devil-may-care expression in her deep, brown eyes.The finger stopped for a moment, then traced the crease of material at the teacher’s crotch, sliding down between her legs. Catherine bit her lip and parted her legs involuntarily, knowing what effect the girl’s touch was having on her body.”Mind if we smoke?”Miranda waved a packet Escort of cigarettes at Lisa. The teacher caught her breath.”On the balcony. Through the kitchen. Watch out for the lock. Put the keys back when you’ve finished.”The two girls left the room. Miss Baker turned to Lisa, leaning forward, raising her arm, yearning to pull her closer. Her hand touched her soft brown hair, encouraging her to lean forward. Catherine could feel the girl’s breath on her face, she needed to kiss those lips, to feel the teenager’s tongue with hers. But the girl teased her, letting their noses rub.The teacher laughed with frustration.”Do you know what you’re doing to me?””Why don’t you tell me?”The older woman frowned.”Not now. But you should come back, maybe stay over…?”Then Catherine shuddered with pleasure: the girl’s hand was on her again, rubbing her legs, sliding up towards the waistband of her trousers, exploring the skin beneath her blouse. She closed her eyes, breathless in anticipation, leaning back against the cushions. Lisa’s hands were fiddling with the button on her trousers, the relief when it popped open was tangible. Miss Baker wriggled on the sofa as she felt the schoolgirl’s fingers stroking the skin above her knickers.”No, don’t, please don’t.”The words were a whisper from her lips. The girl was now easing the zip down, the fluttering pressure on the teacher’s pubic mound was almost overwhelming.”Please, please,” the older woman moaned, feeling the teenager’s fingers pressing down on her lacy underwear, tantalizingly close to her throbbing clitoris. Lisa lent forward, letting her hand slide down inside the teacher’s trousers, pushing firmly against the woman’s warm pussy, feeling the heat and the moisture beneath her knickers. “You want me now.”Catherine groaned, “you mustn’t, you mustn’t, they’ll come back in, I can’t let them see me like this…””Nothing we haven’t seen before.”The teacher sat bolt upright on the sofa, fumbling with her trousers, trying to pull them up over her thighs. Miranda smirked.”Don’t stop now. We were just saying we fancied hanging around for a bit.”Miranda sat down in the sofa opposite. Helene lay down on her lap, her blonde tresses falling over her girlfriend’s legs.”I think Miss Baker feels uncomfortable, Miranda, would you like to make her feel more at ease?”Miranda grinned, leaning across Helene, undoing the heavy leather belt on her jeans. With a practised action, she plucked open the girl’s trousers and pushed them a little way off her hips. She studied her girlfriend.”No knickers, on a day like today? You dirty little girl!”Helene wriggled happily.”Just touch me, I need warming up.”Miranda moistened her fingers with her mouth, and slid them down over Helene’s smooth pussy, before tasting them.”You don’t need warming up, you’re good to go!”The two girls laughed. Helene took Miranda’s hand and licked her fingers.”I taste nice, don’t I?”Miranda smiled.”You taste like sexy honey. I expect Miss Baker will want to taste you later, but right now I think she needs Lisa’s mouth on her.”Catherine looked at Lisa, a half-smile on her face.”Miranda’s right. I need your mouth — that mouth — on my pussy, right now!””Is that an order miss?””Yes, Miss Kwo. I order you to lick me, nibble me, suck me and drink me down!”Lisa looked coy.”Yes miss.”The Japanese teenager slid to the floor in front of her teacher. Looking up at her from beneath her brown fringe, she carefully pulled the older woman’s boots off. Lisa reached forward, gripping Catherine’s trousers, pulling them down from her hips. For a moment, the teacher worried: had she shaved her legs that morning? But she needn’t have worried, her legs were as smooth as ever.Lisa tossed her jeans and socks to one side.”You have to take my knickers off, girl,” said the teacher, as sternly as she could manage.”Top first, miss.”Miss Baker pulled her jumper over her head and laid it carefully on the back of the sofa. She was glad she’d chosen to wear matching underwear — although why it mattered so much, she couldn’t tell. Now she was wearing only her black lingerie and she leant forward to loosen her bra. Lisa met her, letting their noses rub: then their mouths met. The teenager tasted slightly spicy, the hint of a meal still on her lips. Catherine couldn’t kiss her enough: she wanted to consume that eighteen-year-old body, devour every inch of her taut young flesh, taste every part of her, she wanted to hold her close while they orgasmed together. Their tongues meeting was only the start. The schoolgirl’s hands were on her knickers, pulling them down over her thighs as they kissed. The teacher was naked, abandoned; her body on fire with desire.”Lie back.”Lisa pushed the woman back, leaning across her body, tasting her neck, kissing her shoulders, moving with agonizing slowness towards the teacher’s Escort Bayan painfully erect nipples. The Japanese schoolgirl kissed around them, sucking the flesh gently into her mouth, her deep brown eyes never leaving Miss Baker’s face.”Bite me.”The teacher could bear it no longer, but Lisa’s tongue just gently flicked along the length of her nipple. The sensation was impossibly soft, Catherine felt the sudden warmth and then coolness of that delicate pink tongue. Then, with a sudden smile, Lisa opened her mouth and drew the teacher’s nipple into her mouth, biting it with her small white teeth.”Oh god,” the older woman moaned, aware of the growing wetness between her legs. Would the schoolgirl ever give her relief?She looked down, holding the Japanese girl’s hair in her hand, careful not to disturb the artfully arranged rose pinned to her hair. Lisa was an intensely beautiful girl: her skin a perfect tone of cafe-au-lait – her firm, boyish body — and those penetrating, chestnut eyes that Miss Baker obsessed over.”Eat my pussy,” she said, trying to keep her mind focussed. Behind Lisa, on the other sofa, Helene and Miranda were half-naked, kissing passionately and touching each other.Lisa let the nipple fall from her mouth.”Yes miss. Would you like to cum fast, or slow?”Oh, how Miss Baker wanted to cum fast, the pleasure was running inside her belly, along her thighs. Her clitoris was throbbing, her pussy wet and aching.”Slow.”The teacher could barely believe what she’d said. She wanted to scream “fast! Fast! Now!”, but all she could do was to grip the sofa, part her legs and wait for the delicious sensations to come.Lisa kissed the older woman’s creamy skin, from breast to breast, and then down the centre of her belly. Kissing and and licking, nuzzling the velvety skin with her face, never letting her gaze break from Miss Baker’s clear blue eyes. She paused when she reached the older woman’s hips, feeling the short dark pubic hairs on her chin. Lisa extended her small pink tongue again, experimentally licking the exposed skin. Catherine stared down, watching her lick her pubic mound. The girl was smiled, she was enjoying it. The teacher reached down, stroking her hair, lifting Lisa’s fringe. She wanted to be looking into those eyes when she orgasmed, she wanted the Japanese schoolgirl to see what the pleasure meant.”I’m very wet,” she whispered, “I think you should lick me clean.”Lisa’s eyes widened with excitement. She was on her hands and knees in front of the teacher now. Miss Baker parted her legs further, hooking her feet up on the edge of the sofa, pulling on her thighs, exposing herself as much as possible to the eighteen-year-old’s mouth.The teenager slid down, her tongue exploring the creases at the top of Miss Baker’s legs, savouring the smears of pussy juice that made the skin glisten. The older woman’s lips were parted wetly, her clitoris swollen, anticipating the girl’s tongue.Lisa tilted her head sideways, licking the crease between the older woman’s buttocks, pushing hard with her tongue, finding the bottom of her opening, sliding her tongue inside as deep as possible, fucking the lesbian teacher with her tongue. The wetness was incredible: as soon as the teenager had opened the woman’s cunt with her lips, her mouth was filled with pussy juice. Lisa swallowed it down, then pushed her tongue inside the woman again, her face tight up against Miss Baker’s pussy, covering the schoolgirl’s face with desperate excitement.Lisa pulled back, finding the woman’s cunt lips with her mouth, sucking them in.Their eyes met again. Catherine held the girl’s head again, gazing into her eyes, feeling the teenager pulling her pussy lips deeper into her mouth, the girl’s face glistening with the teacher’s juice.”I’m ready now, Lisa, make it quick.”The girl nodded: Miss Baker could feel the gentle tugging on her lips. Then the schoolgirl dipped her head, and licked firmly and directly, parting the woman’s pussy with her mouth, then finding the firmly erect clitoris, swirling around, pushing down hard, then sucking it up between her lips.Catherine forced herself to keep her eyes open, made herself look directly into the Japanese schoolgirl’s deep brown eyes. She was going to cum, she was going to cum quickly, she wanted — she needed — to keep that vision in her mind.”Make me cum now, Lisa, right now.”The words didn’t need to be said: an orgasm was travelling through the woman’s body like lightning, shafts of pleasure piercing her, meeting at her pussy, meeting at her clit, her clitoris inside the teenager’s mouth… The schoolgirl held it firmly between her lips, sucking and tugging, her tongue flicking against its end in a blur.Miss Baker’s hands were gripping the girl, holding her in place, her bum shaking with the climax.”Now, now, now… I’m cumming, I’m cumming, Bayan Escort I’m cumming now…”Even as she screamed with pleasure, Miss Baker stared into the Japanese teenager’s eyes, unable to control the volume of her voice.”Lick my pussy! Lick me! Make me cum! Now….!!!”Lisa’s mouth was wide open now, consuming, devouring every portion of the older woman’s cunt. Her mouth filled with wetness, over and over again, and still her tongue was like fire on her Catherine’s orgasming clitoris.At last, the teacher collapsed against the sofa: panting, exhausted, throbbing. She left her hand on Lisa Kwo’s neck, feeling the schoolgirl continuing to lick her, cleaning her, savouring every drop of the woman’s pussy juice. Miss Baker closed her eyes, breathless. She felt the Japanese schoolgirl turned around, leaning against her, her soft hair on her thighs, the flower in her hair grazing her skin.”Have you seen what they’re doing miss?”Lisa’s voice had a note of disapproval.”I think they’re very naughty!”Catherine Baker opened her eyes. Helene and Miranda were naked now, their clothes spread around the floor. For a moment, she couldn’t tell who was who, they were closely entwined in a passionate sixty-nine on the rug between sofas.”Sit up here.”The teacher encouraged her pupil to sit between her legs. Lisa’s blue-green dress felt coarse against the older woman’s skin. Catherine tugged it up over Lisa’s legs, letting her hands fall onto the teenager’s slim thighs.The schoolgirl lent back, feeling the woman exploring her body, her hands roaming freely over her boyish waist, feeling the edge of her underwear.Miss Baker kissed the girl’s neck.”You shouldn’t have these on. Time to take them off, I think.”The woman gripped the girl’s tight, peach-coloured panties and pulled the waistband with both hands. There was a moment’s resistance, then the material ripped apart.”Miss!””I’ll buy you some more. Now shut up.”Catherine pulled the ripped knickers apart, feeling the small patch of dark pubic hair beneath her fingertips. The girl was deliciously soft, and the teacher felt her wriggle against her as she slid a finger between her pussy lips, penetrating her up to the knuckle. The teenager’s pussy was tight and warm and wet and welcoming.”I hope I taste nice, miss”.The teacher pulled her hand away. Lisa turned her head to face her, their eyes meeting. Catherine lifted her hand to the girl’s mouth, wiping her lips with her wet fingertip, then licking Lisa’s mouth with her tongue.”I think we taste nice mixed.””Yes miss.”Lisa opened her mouth, letting Miss Baker’s finger in, sucking her pussy juice off.”We should watch them.”Lisa giggled, showing her white teeth.”We should join in!”The suggestion made the teacher laugh nervously.”Join in?””Yes miss.”Helene and Miranda fell apart. The blonde girl struggled to sit up. She looked flushed, her blonde hair sticking to her wet face.”Shall we, Miranda? What do you say?”Miranda looked comparatively cool.”Hmm,” she said, “there’s plenty of room. Baggsy the teacher!”Helene rolled her eyes dramatically.”Eating or being eaten?”Miranda pouted.”Eating. And I want Lisa to eat me.”Helene nodded thoughtfully.”So I’ll carry on with you?”Miranda kissed her girlfriend firmly.”Don’t you ever stop.””And then Miss Baker can do me?”Helene and Miranda looked up at the Lisa and the teacher.”I think so, I think she’ll rather enjoy that. Helene’s got a truly beautiful pussy, miss. Completely smooth, and she tastes perfect.”Catherine Baker felt slightly lost.”So, let me follow this, I’m eating Helene, who’s eating you. You get Lisa’s pussy, and Lisa’s eating…?”Helene rolled her eyes.”Doh, miss. I’m eating Lisa and Lisa’s going to go down on her, I’ll have your mouth on me, and Miranda is going to make you cum.””Oh, well that does seem perfectly clear,” the teacher spoke as if organizing a class. “How do we start?”The girls looked around the rug. “I’ll lie along the sofa here,” said Helene. “If you lie across the end of the rug, and pop your leg up on the sofa, then Miranda can be opposite me. And then Lisa can do the same as you, and we’re all sorted?””Right,” said the older woman. “Well, this seems all very new to me, but never let it be said I wasn’t up for a challenge.””And there’s a prize,” said Miranda, “if we all cum together, there’s a prize. And the last one gets a booby prize.””What?”The teenager shrugged her shoulders. “Well there is in school. Maybe the loser makes breakfast for the others.”Catherine Baker shook her head laughing.”That’s hardly fair, Lisa’s just made me cum, of course I’ll be last.”Miranda grinned cheekily.”Can’t help that, miss, rules is rules!”Helene lay down with her back on the sofa. Lisa stripped off her dress and folded it over the back. Her eyes caught the older woman’s. She mouthed “later?”, and lay down on the edge of the rug, hooking her leg over the sofa arm, wriggling into position, with Helene’s head lying on her inner thigh.”I’m good,” said the blonde, “Miranda, you’re next.”The brunette lay down next to the opposite sofa, facing into the circle, casually opening her legs.

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Tripod: Mrs. Bhatnagar Pt. 01

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Asa Akira

It was during Covid when 20% of staff was allowed to travel and sit in the office but sometimes the staff strength would dwindle down to very few people. On a similar day when the number of staff in the office was around 20, in this big 10,000 sqft. office, it felt as if they were the only one there.

Post lunch, employees began to consolidate in group mostly in the north wing, leaving only Mrs. Bhatnagar & Yohaan alone in the south wing. These two only knew each other among the regular office comers. Mrs. Bhatnagar is the HR Head and Yohaan is working in the legal department. This wasn’t the first time that the staff strength was so low. Rather this was the usual Friday for the past two months. See, employees preferred to work from home on Fridays so that they could begin their weekend early or could leave for a fun weekend as soon as the laptops were shut.

Mrs. Bhatnagar was feeling bored and didn’t want to work anymore. But the clock said, there were still 5 more hours to end her shift as she had checked in late today. She took her laptop, bag and some important notes and headed to the legal cabin. What she was looking for in the cabin was some company with Yohaan and had never anticipated that she would be naked in front of Yohaan soon in this very cabin.

They sat next to each other and began working on their laptops while casually chatting without looking at each other. These two weren’t strangers but wouldn’t be called friends. Ice between these two was broken when Yohaan flirted a bit with her in his interview for a better salary.

‘So, we don’t see you at the HR side anymore, what’s wrong?’ asked Mrs. Bhatnagar to start a conversation with Yohaan.

‘I was a very good friend to your assistant and then she left the enterprise and now it feels as if she never existed. She never stays in touch or answer the calls or anything,’ said Yohaan with a serious and straight face.

‘Oh! I didn’t know you two were so close.’

‘Yeah, I mean one moment you are sharing each other your life’s secretsls and then, everything disappears as if we were good friends only in my head.’

‘You two were more than friends? She said carefully and then tried to cover it up in case, she had overstepped her boundaries, ‘I mean I know it’s not my place to ask but you can share if you want to, else I’ll understand if you don’t want to.’

‘Nah., I have a girlfriend! I guess. But she was a very good friend, that’s it.’ A worry could be seen on his face while he mentioned about his gf.

‘Okay.’ Bhatnagar couldn’t understand whether she should focus on the gf part so she continued, ‘You know other people in our department and not just her.’

‘See, I’ve been burnt in keeping friendship with colleagues so many times that somewhere I’ve begun to lose my trust and only talk to certain people here.’

‘That’s very sad.’ Bhatnagar was beginning to open up remembering her ordeal with her assistant.

‘We don’t know each other much personally but you wouldn’t find me as a stranger during our conversation,’ said Yohaan looking at Bhatnagar and finally opening up to her.

‘True’

‘Thats because, I crave human connection. I love making friends and everything. But for many people here, everyone is just another traveler they met on their journey in the office. Wait for them to get a better offer.’

Bhatnagar was feeling empathy for him, ‘actually, I’d also bonded with her, and we would talk for long at times and then she vanished as if it meant nothing. I know what you felt coz I’ve too felt it.’

‘Oh!’

‘Yeah, but don’t worry if you open up to me, I will honor the smallest connection we make in case,’ said Bhatnagar trying to cheer up the mood of the room.

Yohaan was back to his screen while Bhatnagar was looking everywhere except her screen.

‘Thanks. But these things just happen, and you really have no control over it.’

‘True. So, what was the first thing that you bonded over?’

Yohaan denied as if he didn’t remember anything but how many times could he deny a super excited, not to mention cute and hot person who wouldn’t give up asking. Plus, a senior management person. So, he admitted, ‘You remember the increment you gave her last summer.’

‘Yes.’

‘Actually, I was sharing how Mr. Ranganathan called me a month before that increment for a critical case around 11.30pm and it got very bad for me. Spoilt the night for me and all.’

Now, Yohaan had Bhatnagar’s full attention while he was still focused on the screen and sharing the story.

He continued, escort ‘She told me how my experience was still better compared to hers and then we began comparing other bad office experiences and actually she was again and again circling back to your late-night call. She would go to another topic and then circle back to it and then again move to another bad experience.’

‘Then?’ Bhatnagar was super excited now.

Yohaan was now looking at her and with a grin and blush, he said ‘so, I shared that during my late-night call, I was in bed with my girl when Ranganathan sir called and then we had to stop and restart all over again but couldn’t match the previous energy.’

‘You mean. Like just. You know. Kisses and all. Or…’ said Bhatnagar struggling with right words for her colleague.

‘Much far in the final deal.’

Bhatnagar was fully surprised. ‘Oh! Fuck!’ trying to control her laugh, ‘so, what did she say? And first thing, why did you pick Ranganathan’s call?’

‘I picked his third call which came back-to-back. And then she shared that your timing was similar to Ranganathan sir.’

‘What the fuck! Just to clarify, you mean sex both the times.’

‘Yes, I had been going on for almost 10 minutes and in her case, she too was too about to end it soon.’

‘Fuck! What else?’

‘Shouldn’t you share now?’

‘Okay. My life is pretty non-exotic but yeah yesterday, I did something.’

‘What?’

‘Pls, don’t make me regret sharing this, Yohaan.’

‘Trust me, this is a safe zone’

‘I roamed the entire office and worked my full shift without bra or panties and with my somethings poking out the top all the time. No one was there so no one knew.’

‘Okay!! I might notice it now onwards involuntary, coz now that it’s there in my brain.’

‘We’ll see. And it’s very good with so few people in the office. We woman don’t have to be uptight and all.’

‘I know. Post five pm, you can watch porn in full audio, and no one will know.’

‘Have you done that in this cabin? And please don’t tell me you’ve used this chair.’

‘No. I scroll Instagram a lot during that time, but I was just saying that you could stretch it till that extent.’

‘Okay. So, whose turn, is it?’

‘Okay.’ Yohaan and Bhatnagar shared mostly about their colleagues which was not interesting to share here but then Yohaan’s phone alarm rang at 5.15pm. He stood up and said, ‘I’ll be back in some time.’

15 minutes later, Yohaan entered the cabin and declared, ‘So, officially, it’s just the two of us now and I’ve 2 more hours till I check out.’

‘What? Did you check the entire office?’

‘Every cabin. Every washroom. Every stall and a bird view of the compound.’

‘Great. I don’t want to work anymore. Do you mind if I relax a bit?’

‘The cabin is all yours. Do whatever you want.’

‘Wonderful.’ Bhatnagar did stretch and lowered her guard. She was wearing a shirt and trouser. She Sat with legs folded on the chair and stretched her hands up and back. A smile came across Yohaan’s face which Bhatnagar noticed it. ‘What?’

‘Nothing.’

‘Really? I thought we were bonding here.’

‘It’s nothing. Something just crossed my head and that’s all.’

‘Yeah, but now I want to know.’

‘Nothing. You stretched and bent, and I saw your cleavage along with your bra and it clicked that at least today she’s wearing a bra.’

‘Don’t tell me, I will now find your eyes every day checking my bra lining or checking my back for the hook. By the way, nice red underwear you are wearing.’

‘Thanks. I don’t mind showing more if you want.’

Finding no words, Bhatnagar slapped his thigh and pinched his arm.

‘Don’t hit on me,’ flirted Yohaan.

‘I am not hitting on you.’

‘Sure. Why don’t you stretch more?’

‘After you.’

So, Yohaan stood up and raised his hand, actually stretching and twisting his back but indirectly flashing his red underwear thick strap which was visible as due to his short t-shirt.

Bhatnagar enjoyed the show and was smiling too.

Yohaan sat back in his chair and said, ‘Now your turn.’

‘What! I not showing anything.’

‘This isn’t fair.’

‘Woman and their bodies are more precious than anything else.’

‘Correct. But then there is a reason why man get the honor of being gentleman. We honor our words even if they are said in a joke unless you aren’t wearing one.’

‘It’s a purple one with small flower print. But as I said its more precious, so a simple flash of your, won’t match the value.’

‘So, escort bayan if I raise the stake then? And about your precious statement, as Vidya Balan once said, Women like it, want it and need it as much as men do, the peaks in otherwise sacred parts of the body is want for both of us. So, your body might be precious, but it all comes down to how much you want to see and for that how much you are willing to show.’

Bhatnagar agreed 100% to his statement. She couldn’t agree that she was checkmated and that she should honor her words. She stood up and from the sides pulled her undies up and her trouser down a bit. Raising her hand above her head flashing those shaved, clean armpits while her short shirt raised from all sides, she swirled around showing that purple flowery beautiful thing.

‘Beautiful it is.’

‘Thanks. What else do you want to show?’

‘Tell me something that’s on your mind.’

‘How about we both remove our first layer of the upper body?’

‘First you.’

Yohaan removed his t-shirt in one go and waited for her to follow. Bhatnagar liked what she was seeing and matched his offer by removing her shirt. She was wearing a butterscotch-colored vest too which complimented her low neck cut shirt, but her bra matched her panties.

‘Another layer?’ he asked filled with Adrenaline.

‘Our vest? Sounds good.’

‘Well, if I remove my Vest, you get my skin, and I won’t get the equivalent if you remove your vest.’

‘You cannot literally compare my precious with your chest.’

‘Not Yet’

‘Never’

‘Okay. But I have good thighs. Juicy ones. Also, I want to see some more skin either way.’

‘What if I deny your offer?’

‘You might sleep in bed tonight thinking you should have taken the offer.’

Bhatnagar again agreed to his words and offer and dropped her trouser, turning full round to give him a view of her ecstatic body. Yohaan was full hard now. His penis semi-erect till now was fully hardened. Bhatnagar went back and sat in her chair with her legs crossed while Yohaan unbuckled his jeans for her and let them drop. He stood just ahead of her and placed his foot on her chair between her legs.

‘Do you want to touch it?’

‘Sounds fair considering the big trunk you are wearing, and my panties is hiding very little’

‘No, I just raised my value by not clarifying about my trunk, gives a leverage to explain your vest and my vest situation. If you want to touch mine, I’ll touch yours.’

‘We hardly have any time left to check out.’

‘I think we are doing overtime.’

‘You sound over-confident.’

‘I believe in you and me.’

‘I want to see your chest, is it all hairy or just on the edges?

‘And about you?’

‘Well right now, your naked chest is valuable similar to mine for me so yeah, I would like to raise the offer.’

‘Then, first I call you on your offer. And how about I do it, so you get to do with me?’

‘I wasn’t thinking about letting you touch me like this, but I want to touch you, so I accept your offer.’

Bhatnagar raised her hands and Yohaan swiftly removed her vest and then turned around for her bra to be unhooked. Soon, her perfect breasts were out in open for Yohaan who stared them so much as if he was filling his thirst by looking at her.

Bhatnagar stepped forward and lifted his vest but unlike Yohaan, she let her fingers slide very close to his skin feeling the warmth of it. She didn’t stop there and kept moving her hand on his naked skin. She even bent forward to kiss his chest when her breasts touched his stomach. He wanted so much to move his hand over her naked skin and hug her tight and play with her breasts.

‘Would you mind, if I hug you?’

Bhatnagar shook her head, giving him an approval for hug.

The legal cabin was now the top place in heat map of the entire building. There stood a short heighted lady in her purple undies and hills with her aged yet perky breasts. Her areolas erect and big, describing a period of years, servicing her husband and kids. Her thighs and buttocks, thick and juicy. Her stomach toned, showed that she worked on herself. Yohaan’s right hand went ahead and caught her fingers lifting them above her head and then he rotated her as if they were in ball dance. He got to see her smooth caramel back. After two swirls, he brought her close in his arms but it wasn’t just a hug.

Yohaan, a few inches short of 6ft but taller than Bhatnagar showed his maintained puffed and shaped chest with abs splitting line passing bayan escort through his torso ending in very few hairs on his lower stomach. Then there was a red undies trying it best to confine Yohaan’s friend. His thick thighs with hairy legs.

Yohaan’s hand went across Bhatnagar’s back and then came in front with his fingers pressing the side boobs of her while his other hand on her neck giving a firm alignment of their lips rubbing together creating a hot and warm kiss. His lips sucking her upper lips while her lips sucked on his lower lips. Her hand on his lower back as if a small slip and then she would happily cup his ass and then other hand roaming and enjoying his torso. They knew what they were doing because their body hadn’t maintained any gap when their lips kept loving each other. Bhatnagar was on her toes trying to match his height. Yohaan’s penis was pressed against her stomach and his leg was pressed firmly against her pussy.

Since a few minutes had passed, Yohaan while maintaining the lip love, moved his hand from her neck to her thigh and lifted her leg to feel her and her leg partly wrapped on his body. Yohaan then lifted her body making her sit on the table but at the same time splitting her both leg to accommodate his body between them. Bhatnagar did feel the stretch in her pelvis which made her attack with her tongue. A lot of saliva was flowing back and forth. Yohaan now cupping her both breasts with his both hands and squeezing them firmly. Bhatnagar’s hands had made their way inside his undies cupping his ass.

Yohaan then let his lips slide to her neck before making their way to her breasts. Bhatnagar leaning backwards letting him enjoy her torso. He kissed her stomach and vigorously shook his face with his nose poking deep in her panties. An electric shock travelled through her body and she kept her hand on the back of his head telling him to do some more there. Yohaan kept moving his face, with his nose teasing her pussy lips the most and in between accidentally rubbing her clit. A tinge of urine drops making her pussy smell toxic and attractive.

Bhatnagar was in complete pleasure at the service of this junior employee and she wanted to reward him big. Bhatnagar pushed her panties down and Yohaan helped her but instead of his face, she made him stand straight. Her hands pulled his penis out and massaged them a bit. She even spit on it and let her spit mix with his pre-cum to lubricate his entire penis. Then she spread her legs. She let her one leg hang from the desk while the other foot was on the desk was better access. Yohaan went inside in one go. Bhatnagar moaned in pain and then began the strokes. Slow and steady strokes pulling in and out of her with his all manliness making her moan in pain with every push. Her lips were swollen by now and her pussy juices covered his entire penis.

Then he choked her neck making her short of breath, releasing it moments before she was completely out of breath. She began playing with her breasts.

Both the colleagues had been fucking for minutes now. Both were happy, excited and equally surprised how wonderful the day was turning out to be.

She instructed, ‘Faster!’

Yohaan nodded no. ‘The desk will collapse.’

‘Then take me to the floor.’

‘Our body will bruise if we lie on the floor.’

‘How about we sit on our clothes?’

‘You on top?’

‘Sure.’

They quickly positioned themselves as agreed. Bhatnagar thought that she would juggle her breasts in his face but the height difference brought their faces in level so she upped her pelvic moments. Yohaan helped her too.

‘Men usually don’t last this long.’

‘I am focusing on your face which is so beautiful that I can delay the feel down there.’

‘How long?’

‘Until we cum together.’

‘I’m close.’

‘Go for it.’

Bhatnagar slowed down to feel the motions in depth and this brought her to the verge so she pushed her lips on his lips. Soon they came, almost together. The lips broke contact to release the moans and the grunts of pleasure. Yohaan initiated tight hug and once they were done. He immediately sucked her breasts. In return, then she too kissed his chest.

Bhatnagar let him enjoy her body. Yohaan then pulled the tissue box from the table nearby without moving and offered it to her.

‘You are a gentleman.’

‘You are very beautiful.’

They stayed together in the same position for some more time, talking with least words and more admiring at each other before getting dressed up. They helped each other tidy up.

‘I want to take a piss.’

‘So do I.’

‘Mind if I watch you?’

‘Really?’

Yohaan said yes with a nod.

‘Your generation cums together but also has some weird demands. Yes, but I’ll watch you too.’

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The Coworkers

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If there’s anything Tammie loved more than having a mouthful of my cock, I don’t know what it could’ve been. I had gotten drunk the night before and left the front door unlocked, which she utilized to sneak in. I can feel her warm mouth taking me down the back of her throat, as I open my eyes and see her thin body laid across the side of my bed in her pink boy short panties. Her spit is dripping onto the little bit of pubic hair I have, as her head races up and down, slamming my cock in and out of her mouth. She looks up and sees that I’m awake, as she removes my throbbing cock from her mouth and smiles. She takes the precome oozing from the head of my cock and rubs it on her tits.

She climbs up my body and kisses me deeply. We talk for a bit, as she strokes my cock with her hand. I absolutely adored fucking her because of how soaking wet she would get. There’s nothing more amazing to a guy than having a girl that gets absolutely soaked at your slightest touch. I ease my hand in between her legs and massage her clit. She leans over and shoves her tongue back into my mouth and I suck it, as I stuff three of my fingers into her tight shaved hole.

My fingers slide in with ease, as my thumb grazes her clit. She starts moving her hips, as my fingers work in and out of her sloppy hole. Her juices are sloshing as I stuff my fingers in to my knuckles and spread her open. I slide the rest of my hand inside her and start to stuff my hand harder and faster inside her. She wipes a spurt of my precome off of my cock and rubs it into her clit, as I watch my wrist reach her entrance.

That was the other thing I loved about her. She was a complete and total size queen. The third time we got together, she wanted more and since I was completely spent, she grabbed the biggest dildo I’ve ever seen in my life and suctioned it to a kitchen chair. I watched in amazement as she took what looked to be about 12 inches long and at least 4 inches thick and split herself completely open. My eyes were glued as this mammoth rubber dong disappeared into her formerly tight hole over and over again until she covered my entire chair with her juices.

Her breathing was laboring escort by this point and I knew she was close, so I slid down her body and flicked my tongue against her clit as my hand darted deeper and harder into her hole. She started to come so I pulled my hand out and shoved my tongue inside her.

Her warm juices pouring all over my face, as she shoved her hips into my head, yelling loud enough that anyone in a 2 mile radius knew what just happened.

Before she was finished coming, she climbed on top of me and shoved my cock inside her. I could still feel her muscles throbbing, as her thin body slid down every inch of me. She moaned loudly as she reached the bottom, grinding her hairless cat into my pubic hair, making sure she had as much as she could take of me inside her. She planted her hands into my chest as she ground her hips into mine. All I could feel was the bones of her hips tearing into my skin, as she pounded every inch of me into her hole.

It was as hard as she could stand it, slamming into my body over and over again. She kept gasping taking the full length of my cock pounding her hole over and over again. She leans down into my ear and tells me how much she loves fucking me. How my thick cock feels so good inside her. How she wants to marry me just to be able to suck my dick and fuck me everyday.

She gets quiet, focusing on the rhythmic slapping of our bodies against each other. We are both covered in sweat, as she rails herself onto my shaft so hard that I feel like my cock is going to break in half. She grumbles into my ear that she wants to have my baby and I fucking explode hot come deep inside her hole. After I finally stop coming, she hops off and starts getting ready to go to work. We make some more small talk, kiss, and she heads out the door.

I get into the shower and I start getting cleaned up. The hot water pours over my body as I stroke my cock thinking about the events that just took place. My eyes are closed as I’m mentally zoned out when I hear what I think is the door shutting. I figured that maybe Tammie decided to call in at work so that we could fuck for the rest of the day, so I didn’t even escort bayan bother opening up the curtain to look. I close my eyes and continue to stroke my cock as the curtain opens behind me and someone steps into the shower with me.

I turn around and open my eyes fully expecting one thing, but what was there was completely different. It was Shannon, the beautiful green eyed girl who worked the opposite shift at the same place Tammie works. She kisses me deeply and pushes me up against the shower wall. Her hands immediately grab my hard cock and start stroking it slowly as she explains that she was just waiting for Tammie to leave since she knew she worked the morning shift and could have me all afternoon to herself.

I turn her around and press her against the shower wall. My hands slide down her wet body, as she places her foot on top of the rim of the tub. I crouch down slightly and spread her lips open with the head of my cock. She groans loudly, as I ease myself down to my balls inside her tight little hole. She grabs onto the towel rack on the back of the shower and bends over, as I watch my cock disappear into her tight little pussy. Shannon turns her head back and asks me if Tammie’s pussy is as tight as hers. I nod slightly, more focused on my hips melting into her ass, as my cock splits her open harder and harder.

Her body goes limp as she hangs onto the rack for dear life. Her body just ragdolls under the warmth of the water, as my hips slamming into her ass echoes throughout the bathroom. I slap her across the ass, leaving a bright red streak across her cheek, which makes her start to come. Her muscles are throbbing all over every inch of my shaft as I turn around and turn off the water.

We get out of the shower and I grab her an extra towel as we both dry off. She shoves her tongue into my mouth, wraps her arms around my neck, and drags me into the bedroom. She pulls away from the kiss as we enter the doorway and crawls onto the bed on all fours. She grabs the pillows on the bed and puts them underneath her, then slides her hands to her ass and spreads her cheeks open. I grab the lube and squirt a little onto my fingers bayan escort and place my fingertips against her beautiful little rosebud. I trace my lubed fingertips around her tight little asshole, and start to work my finger in and out of her tight little hole.

She moans slightly as I work my finger around her ass, trying to be as gentle, when she lifts her head from the pillows and barks at me to fuck her ass. I waste no time lubing up every inch of me and punching the head of my cock into her tight ass. She groans loudly as her entrance is forced open, my mushroom piercing her tight ring. I ease my cock all the way into her ass until she’s completely filled. I pause and let her catch her breath, only to slowly work myself out and back into her hole. As my balls touch against her skin I pause again, letting her feel the full length of my shaft buried into her tight ass.

I start to work myself faster into her ass. Her face is shoved into the pillows, as every inch of me pulls her asshole apart over and over again. The bed is squeaking as she moans loudly with each thrust. Both of her hands are attacking her clit, my balls slapping against her body over and over again. She releases this gutteral scream for her mouth, as she stuffs her fingers into her throbbing pussy. Her fingers pressed against the thin wall of her ass is enough to make me deposit any come I have left deep inside her tight asshole. As we both finish, we collapse onto the bed, holding each other and trading small kisses back and forth.

As she lays her head on my chest, she explains in detail how she drove by and saw Tammie’s car at the house. She went and parked a little further down the street out of view and fingered herself in the car, thinking about me giving it to Tammie. She tells me that after the first time we fucked, Tammie came to work and couldn’t stop talking about how great it was and how big I was. Shannon finally decided to find out for herself a couple of days later when her car allegedly broke down in front of my house. For several months, I would alternate between the two of them, with Shannon being the only one that knew about them both.

Another fun tidbit is that Tammie liked to be recorded. I would often fuck Tammie while watching videos of our previous exploits, and would fuck Shannon watching the same videos of me fucking Tammie. Despite this, a threesome never took place.

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Husband has His Way

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She walked towards him, a bit unsteady on her seven inch platform heels. The 4 tequila and sodas and the big hit from her vape pen might have something to do with that. He looked her up and down, his penis swelling immediately at the sight of his wife, hoping the cocktails will have melted away most of her inhibitions. He suspected, however, she had no idea what she was going to be in for tonight. They’d been married for 7 years and enjoyed spicing things up in the bedroom, although mostly driven by him. He wanted to take things to the next level.

His eyes began a slow ascent from her feet. She was balanced precariously on her “stripper heels” as he called them. He had bought them for her prior to a trip to Vegas from a website catering to those in the profession to ensure their authenticity. They had 7″ stiletto heels and an almost 3″ platform. His gaze continued up her stockinged legs. They were sheer stockings, rising to a lacy band gripping her thighs. He took in the way the top of the stockings were tight enough that they pressed into her flesh a little.

She was in beautiful shape. Not skinny but certainly not chubby. Her skin tone was lightly tanned; while her heritage was full Mexican, she had fairly light skin and an incredibly unique auburn hair color. Her thighs were well toned and maintained the slightest of gaps where they met at her beautiful pussy. She wasn’t wearing underwear so his gaze lingered on her pussy for a while. It was freshly waxed, super smooth and with just a glint of wetness between her lips. He paused to draw it all in.

Her pussy was an “innie” – neatly packed with no protruding outer labia. His mind immediately flashed to burying his face deeply between her legs and shoving his tongue as deep as it would go inside her dripping vagina. His cock immediately throbbed, pushing against the confines of his boxers. I’ll get to that soon he thought.

Mustering his willpower, he averted his gaze from between her legs to draw in the rest of the outfit. She wore a corset – not some PVC fetish-type corset, but something he’d bought for her from a fast-fashion website. Who knew that corsets were in fashion these days. It was black lace, a slightly stretchy material. She’d done her best to tighten it, but it definitely needed to be cinched further. It was tight against her perky breasts, pushing them up slightly to create additional cleavage.

He asked her to turn around so her back was facing him. He grabbed the ribbons threaded through the back of the corset and pulled firmly, tightening it. He adjusted his grip and held both ribbons in his right hand, placing his left hand on her back. He pulled on more time pushing against her back while tugging on the ribbons until the corset could not tighten further. She let out a little gasp partly from the shock of the force he applied and partly an escape of breath as the corset compressed her stomach and waist.

He took a step back to take in the view from behind. She stood with legs slightly apart. Her calves were looking well defined due to the angle of her feet wedged into the heels. She was basically on her tip-toes, heels in the air. He got a good view of the gap between the top of her thighs. As she was standing up straight he could see only the slightest glimpse of pussy from the rear. Her ass was beautiful. Easily his favorite feature. It was incredibly shaped with firm muscles but layered with enough cushion to create some bounce when he was slamming into her from behind. The type of ass where you can almost grab a fistful.

He couldn’t wait any longer. He pushed her up against the bedroom wall, facing it, her arms extended above her head, hands meeting in the middle resting against the wall. She let out a little yelp of surprise at the sudden movement, but eagerly complied. Legs apart, her back arched downwards, her ass pushed backward, basically an invitation. Now he had the perfect view of rear pussy as well as her asshole. Her asshole was perfect; dark brown, puckered tightly. They didn’t do a lot of butt stuff, really just the occasional finger. He felt optimistic about tonight though.

He reached out and placed his left hand between her legs under the mound of her pussy. Her body almost imperceptibly twitched as she felt his hand touch her there. Her pussy was soft and warm. He found the nub of her clit and began to rub with his index finger, then running his finger between her lips and alternate between those motions. He felt a wet warmth as her vagina flushed wet, responding to his touches. She could get wet quickly. He used his finger to spread apart her pussy lips, briefly probing the outer edge of her cunt then inserted his middle finger, plunging it as deep as he could inside her. Her body jerked, perhaps not expecting his finger that deep and she vocalized a quiet “ooh” sound but then she became still, adjusting to the feeling of his finger enveloped in her pussy.

He began to gently thrust his finger deeper quickening the pace, gliding it in and out of her now soaking cunt. A louder moan escaped her lips as she pushed her ass Escort backwards towards him silently begging him to continue. He withdrew his middle finger then took two fingers together and explored the opening again before pushing both fingers to the first knuckle then all the way to the second knuckle. He felt her body rise up as she reacted to the force of his fingers. Her vagina was tight but quickly acquiesced to the penetration of both fingers and her body sank bank down to accept his digits in her warm wet pussy.

He couldn’t wait any longer. He dropped to his knees while keeping both fingers firmly inserted. He grabbed her right ass cheek with his free hand, the soft flesh feeling pliable as he pulled gently, exposing more of her stunning anal opening. He leaned forward bringing his nose between her butt cheeks until the tip touched the wrinkled skin of her asshole, inhaling deeply to take in her scent. His cock throbbed in anticipation. He extended his tongue, placing it flat on her asshole and licked firmly from bottom to top. The taste was intoxicating.

He continued pushing his tongue hard, licking and swirling like somehow her ass was the most delectable treat he had ever tasted. To him it was. Then, sticking his tongue out creating a point he pushed it into her asshole, forcing it to open ever so slightly and began to thrust, using his tongue like an anal dildo. He could feel her push her ass back towards his face, eagerly encouraging him to continue to penetrate her butt and eat her ass.

He remembered he still had two fingers inserted in her pussy and so he began simultaneously thrusting. It took all his concentration to simultaneously finger her soaking wet cunt while tongue fucking her tight asshole. She let out little cries of pleasure, shifting her weight from leg to leg which caused her butt to move rhythmically with his finger and tongue thrusts. He could feel pre-cum oozing from his cock which was still constrained inside his boxers. He wanted to focus on her ass so he withdrew his fingers from her sopping cunt and brought them to his nose to savor the smell before putting them in his mouth so he could taste her delicious pussy juices.

He then grabbed both ass cheeks, spreading her butthole wide, pausing to take in the view before placing his mouth directly over her asshole. He slurped and sucked and licked while she responded by gyrating her ass, letting out little groans and moans of pleasure as he ate her ass like a starving man eating for the first time in days.

Suddenly he stopped, remembering what his ultimate goal was tonight. She gasped again, slightly shocked at the abrupt cessation of the intense pleasure she was feeling.

He reached into his bedside drawer and retrieved the first of many items that he’d need tonight. First was an eye mask. It was one he’d received on a first class transatlantic flight – very soft and high quality – patiently waiting in the bedside table for a moment like this. He placed it over her eyes, resulting in total blackness despite the well-lot room.

Next up was something she didn’t even know he’d purchased. A purple silicone ball gag, with a faux leather strap. He told her to open her mouth wide. She hesitated, likely puzzled as to what was coming next and of course unable to see the ball gag due to the blindfold, but then complied. He placed the ball gag between her teeth, and she registered a sharp intake of breath and a small questioning grunt signaling her surprise at the unfamiliar object. He threaded the leather strap through the buckle, unsure how tight to make it. He decided to err on the side of tightness, figuring if she didn’t complain, it would be fine, cinching it down to ensure it would not dislodge.

He stepped back to examine his handiwork. She stood there, arms by her side, mouth wide open gripping the ball bag, the blindfold totally depriving her of the sensation of sight. Already he could see some saliva forming at the corner of her mouth due to her mouth being pried open around the purple ball.

He grabbed her right hand and walked her to the corner of the room. He grinned as he thought about what was going to happen next. He positioned her in a certain spot – directly under a ceiling hook he had installed early in the day. It was in the corner of the room, out of direct eye-line so she had not even seen it. He opened a nearby hamper and pulled out a lightweight spreader bar. It was one of the adjustable kinds. He’d used this before so she knew what it was by the rattling sound of the aluminum rod and rings as he placed it between her legs.

He fastened one cuff around her right ankle then pushed her left leg until she spread it wide enough to fasten the other cuff. He had the bar opened to its fullest extent. He looked up and could see her pussy lips were pulled apart, the pink walls of her vagina glistening from the finger fucking he gave her earlier.

Next he pulled out some leather wrist cuffs. He placed the first cuff around her right wrist and adjusted the buckle until it was secured then repeated the action Escort Bayan on her left wrist. He clipped the cuffs together with another leather strap. She stood there swaying slightly, legs spread far apart, arms in front secured in the restraints.

Now for the biggest surprised. He pulled from the hamper a stainless steel chain link with carabiners on each end. The chain was super thick and made a loud clinking noise as he retrieved it from the hamper. Her head turned towards the noise and she emitted another questioning grunt followed by some sounds that suggested she was asking what was going on. The sound of the chain was unfamiliar to her and he sensed a slight nervousness in her body, her weight shifting from leg to leg.

He clipped the cuffs binding her wrists to the carabiner on one end of the chain, then slowly lifted the chain up, raising her arms overhead. He reached up and fastened the carabiner on the other end of the chain to the ceiling hook, adjusting the chain length so that she had to stand erect, arms pulled above her head, but careful that she wasn’t so uncomfortable.

There she stood, in the seven inch heels, feet spread wide apart by the spreader bar, stockinged thighs trembling, pussy lips open flashing her pink insides, breasts pushed up by the corset, teeth slightly bared, biting down on the silicone ball gag. By now there was a thin stream of drool dripping from the corner of her mouth running down her chin. Fully deprived of the sense of sight he could sense her trepidation at the situation she found herself in. Arms now stretched above her head, smooth armpits exposed, wrists gently twisting in the cuffs causing a slight swaying motion, sensing no chance to escape.

He removed his boxers, freeing his rock hard penis, as it sprang directly forwards, throbbing with anticipation and dripping more pre-cum.

He moved behind her, undoing the ribbons of the corset. It dropped to the floor, freeing her breasts from their constraints. He stood behind her, penis gently poking against her ass cheeks. He reached his right hand around to feel her right breast, wrapping it in his large hand like a baseball glove gripping a soft fleshy baseball. He pinched her nipple between two fingers, causing a high pitched squeal to emanate from her. He continued to alternate between massaging her breast and pinching her nipple.

At the same time he thrust his hand between her spread legs from behind. He extended his thumb and two fingers, simultaneously placing his thumb on her moistened asshole while laying the two fingers in her spread pussy. He dug his thumb gently into her asshole which had some lubrication from the intense ass eating session earlier.

The inside of her sphincter was firm as he pushed is thumb in deeper up to the first knuckle. His hands were large enough where he could still reach her pussy and inserted his two fingers back inside, like he was grabbing a bowling ball. Her pussy was now positively soaking, his fingers easily penetrating, helped by the fact her cunt was wide open. He pulled his thumb back out of her ass a little, but still keeping her asshole open, then pushed it in again, this time past his first knuckle. Her sphincter gripped his thumb tightly and he felt her clench down, squeezing it even tighter, before relaxing a bit. He kept his thumb firmly lodged knuckle-deep in her butt as he began a gently thrusting motion with his fingers working both holes at once. She moaned a long moan, a sound based in pleasure but tinged with a hint of resignation to her situation as she accepted that with bound wrists and ankles she was totally at his mercy.

Feeling emboldened by the progress he felt confident to try and take things to the next level. Withdrawing all his digits from her orifices he went back the bedside table and retrieved another item. This time it was a pink glass anal plug. It was more of a beginners size, not huge, but definitely big enough, especially for her tight little asshole. He applied a bit of lube to it, knowing his success will be based on not causing too much pain. He turned around to see her hanging there, slightly slumped, placing more weight on her arms. I guess her legs must be getting tired, he thought. His penis jerked up involuntarily, his sub-conscious clearly thrilled at the thought of her slight discomfort. He went back to her and reached up to adjust the chain by a few more links. Now she had to stand erect, even more so on her toes than she was already forced to do by her heels, her arms now stretched high above her head.

Moving back to her butt, he crouched down behind her, plug in his right hand, he gripped her left butt cheek and spread it, bringing the tip of the plug to the entrance of her dark asshole. He pushed firmly, the rounded tip of the plug pushing its way into the entrance but without entering further. Her pelvis shifted forward at the touch, like she was trying to avoid the penetration of the plug, but the outcome was inevitable. Releasing her butt cheek, he reached around and placed a firm grip on her left hip Bayan Escort bone, to provide counter-resistance to the force of him inserting the plug. He used his right thumb on the end of the plug and began to apply much more pressure, simultaneously pulling her body back by the hip. Her asshole began to yield, the plug slow pushing its way in until the widest part of the plug had opened her sphincter to its fullest extent. With a small additional push, suddenly the plug darted forward, sucked in by power powerful sphincter muscle closing around the narrow shaft, the plug reaching its final resting place buried inside her asshole. A sharp yelp of pain escaped her mouth followed by indecipherable grunts.

Reaching back into the hamper, he pulled out a magic wand vibrator. Moving around to her front, he pushed the switch and the vibrator buzzed to life. He nuzzled her clit with the large head of the vibrator, while bringing his mouth towards one of her breasts. Her whole body twitched when she felt the vibrator on her clit, she let out a moan. He opened his mouth wide, taking in as much of her breast as possible. He had a technique she liked – opening his mouth wide over her breast, centered over the nipple, drawing her breast into his mouth, while using his tongue to flick around her nipple. The combination of that, along with the steady vibration of the magic wand against her pussy and clit, elicited guttural moans.

Her body began to writhe, at least as much as it could constrained in her precarious position. He continued to suck her on her breast, occasionally clamping her nipple between his teeth, applying as much force as he felt he could get away with. Her moans began to rise in volume and intensity, her hips pushing and twisting against the vibrator her body seeking climax. The moans gave way to higher pitched grunts, rapidly increasing in pace her hips thrusting almost trying to fuck the vibrator. He noticed her legs shaking, light brown flesh of her thighs rippling until she let out one final loud crescendo, a combination of a scream and a grunt, the scream impeded by the ball gag, her hips thrust forward a final time, her whole body convulsing as she reached climax.

He flicked the vibrator off, dropping it on the floor. His penis had never felt harder, pre-cum dripping from the tip, screaming to be put to use. He moved quickly to unclip the cuffs from the hanging chain and from each other, allowing her arms to drop freely by her sides. Her knees buckled so he supported her weight and gently lowered her body down, letting her drop to her knees. He reached forward to each of her wrists, drawing her arms back behind her clipping the cuffs to each other. Gripping her left shoulder he pushed down so her butt lowered towards the floor, then supported her shoulders as he pushed her body forward and down until her head rested on the floor, turned sideways.

Now she was bound again, on both knees, ankles still spread wide by the bar, head resting on the carpet, tits hanging down, ass in the air with cheeks spread apart with the end of the pink plug on display, rear pussy bulging backwards.

He knew this was his best opportunity. He stood up, placing his feet on either side of her legs – his extra height allowing him to easily straddle her legs, despite being spread wide. He gripped the end of the butt plug, gently tugging it upwards. It moved only slightly from the elasticity of her asshole, still firmly lodged inside. Pulling a little harder, her asshole opened up as the widest part of the plug emerged, then quickly winking shut as her sphincter returned to its contracted position. He lifted the plug to his nose, inhaling deeply, relishing the warm scent of her insides.

Casting the plug aside, he grabbed some lube and liberally squirted it onto her asshole as well as the shaft of his penis. Still straddling her body, he gripped both ass-cheeks and spread them ever wider. He guided the tip of his penis to the awaiting entrance of her freshly de-plugged hole. Savoring the moment where his penis head nestled against the opening to her asshole, relishing how it seemed to fit the curvature perfectly like a key entering a lock. Her butt quivered involuntarily as she anticipated what was going to happen next.

He bent his knees, and lowered the weight of his body towards her butt as her slippery asshole yielded to accept the head of his penis. Continuing the motion of bending his knees, he continued to guide his penis down, pushing his shaft deeper into her butt, feeling the head pass the tightness of her sphincter, reaching the delight of her inner anus, continuing to push until he was fully inserted, his ball sack resting against her warm pussy. He paused there, feeling his penis throb against the tight grip of her sphincter and rectum, feeling a sense of power and control as he observed her helpless position, unable to resist his penetration. She arched her back lower, trying to shrink from the utter domination of her asshole, but it had the effect of presenting her ass even more prominently. A long groan escaped her lungs, her facial expression hidden by the blindfold and the presence of the ball gag. He looked towards her face observing the darkening of the carpet by her mouth as salivate continued to drool from her lips, absorbed into the carpet fibers.

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Third Date with Igor

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He left me sitting. Yet again. It was supposed to be the third date. We agreed to meet on Saturday evening. I later found out the reason: a friend had contacted me. At first I took it in stride, but the longer I waited, the more angry I became. But then we meet one day later on Sunday. And I experience what it’s like for the first time

dirty hole to lick.

I met him through the dating portal Romeo. A blurry profile picture showed me a face with its mouth wide open. My first thought was: He’s showing directly that he likes swallowing. Or does he just want to remain anonymous? Or does he just want to draw attention to himself? He talks nonstop and I can’t get a word in edgewise. He’s extroverted and he’s on drugs and he probably doesn’t like it when I talk. After the second attempt to say something, I no longer dare and remain silent. I’m curious and would like to know why he has such a profile picture. But I recognize his pretty face in another picture and so I send him a message. As always, I just write briefly: “Do you feel like it?”. We’ll meet shortly afterwards. He tells me that his acquaintances find the picture terrible. I comfort him and say: “It doesn’t matter. Let them think what they want.” When he speaks he gestures like an actor and his face sometimes looks like a boy’s face. He shows me a few pictures from his youth. There aren’t many photos, but despite all the suffering, he obviously had good times too.

He lays out his whole life before me. He is from Lithuania, was married to a Georgian, and has a daughter with her who is now 30, but who has been living in Georgia again since she was 5 years old, together with her mother. He always sends her money, but she doesn’t want to work. He has no contact with her at the moment. I can understand him very well, because I also find it difficult to say no. He was raised with carrots and sticks. He needs a magnifying glass to read on his cell phone. Was he a welder?

I’ve been looking for someone to fist with for a few weeks now. My display filter was set so that I only see profiles of active or flexible Fisters. In Igor’s profile there is even a postcard with a woman looking at her hand with the text next to it: “Fisting on a first date is the most natural thing in the world.” I was lucky with Igor, because most of them can’t be visited, or live very far away, or are only passive, or weigh over 100 kg.

In the chat he tells me about his fetish. I should wear his white shirt during sex, I am curious and agree. Among other things, he would like to try filling his intestines with water and then squirting it into my mouth; of course he wanted to cleanse his intestines first. Again I agree, because I had already played with my own poop while being very horny.

Then in the chat he also talks about humiliation, beatings Escort and dirty talking and I continue to play along because the sex with him on the first few dates was the best of my life and I really wanted a repeat. He also tells me that I have to ask him to hit me and only then will he slap me. During our “dirty talk foreplay” on WhatsApp, I was constantly hard on, I was so turned on by the conversation with him. He wants to know what I’m into. And I’m looking for hot sex fantasies to bind him to me and to make him horny. He wants to know if I have secret fantasies. I have to disappoint him. There was no fetish, nothing that particularly excited me. I was more able to say what I didn’t like: no beard, no stomach, no gray hair, no taciturn people, no stupid people, no stinkers, no Messi apartment, no smelly feet, no constant chatter. When fisting, everything external takes a back seat. In the years when I still earn well, I usually meet escorts, usually hairless and very young. This was the easiest way for me to get sex. Since I’m rather ugly, I’ve never had much success in finding a partner. Instead of hanging out for hours in sex shops, saunas or searching on the Internet, I visited the Cityboys in Düsseldorf. They are harmless meetings where I massage and lick the hairless boys (18-30).

Igor’s dirty talk was new to me. I text him about a heavy chain that I lower into his intestines, but it is my own wishful imagination. I also text him about forced orgasms, through manual milking or using a vibrator. After the first date he didn’t contact me again and I had already deleted his contact details. But then I see his profile picture in the list of my visitors. (For your understanding: Anyone who is on my profile for longer than 30 seconds is automatically added to the ‘My Visitors’ list.)

Then the time has finally come. Dirty for the first time. At his home. I enjoyed it. I was really horny. (I read on the internet that it was bad for my health. Complete nonsense). I’m wearing a white shirt and long stockings, my hole is being stretched with dildos of different sizes. My ass lips are now swollen with blood. I have to sit on a plug, the plug is too big for my hole and so I moan in pain. He’s the top, demands that I call him SIR. He gives me instructions, he said it turns him on to see the dildo going in. I’m his bitch.

After this foreplay comes the main act: fisting each other. He says he’s never had a fist in his ass. So I’m very sensitive and don’t want to penetrate him with my hand at any cost. We lie next to each other, ready to stretch each other’s holes. He asks me to move my hand very slowly, which I do. Always slowly in and slowly out again. As I penetrate, I stop at the thickest part of my hand, afraid of hurting him, but I knew instinctively that I would get Bayan Escort in.

He bought some crystal and he shows me how to smoke it. Before I drove to him I had already eaten a hashish brownie and was pretty stoned. So I don’t feel the effects of the crystal, except that neither of us can sleep afterwards. We have sex from 3 p.m. until the early hours of the morning. He was very, very talkative. He showed me his luxury watch and told me about his expensive designer rings and that his drug addict partner (with whom he doesn’t have sex) tried to steal from him. This is what happened: During a visit, his partner suddenly hid the rings, he got scared, wanted to put them back, but then forgot. On a second visit the rings suddenly reappeared. They were on the shelf.

And he tells me about the family tragedy: the early death of his father when he was only 8. About his mother’s new, very young boyfriend, whom he beats to the hospital out of jealousy with a steel dog leash. And he talks about the mother who beats her own fidget child at home, where no one can see it. The boy lay down on the floor of the department store in protest because he didn’t get the chocolate. He tells me about all his friends and acquaintances. I didn’t remember anything about it, but many were sick, alcoholic, schizophrenic or addicted to pills.

He smokes weed intensively, as he openly tells me. I think that’s really great.

Before the third date he dumped me on Saturday night. I wasn’t angry or disappointed, I was just thinking about going to the sauna. But fatigue overwhelmed me and I stayed at home.

But then he suddenly answers and we chat together. I had carefully prepared some texts. He demands the title ‘Sir’ and ‘Bitch’. I play along, I got excited when I thought about his fantasies. His plan: he cleans his intestines and then fills it with water and then showers me with it while I lie under him with my mouth wide open. A few hours after our chat, he orders me to clean myself via WhatsApp. He tells me a time. He gives me socks, a shirt and shorts from adidas and Nike. He orders me to lie on my stomach and spread my legs. So I’m lying on the couch and my master is playing with my swollen hole. He presses his fingers into the hole, without gel. I squeal aahh and oohh. He presses the bloodshot ass lips tighter and tighter with his pointed fingers until I groan in pain. He pulls it hard and pinches it. My asshole contracts painfully like a cramp. In the intestine, the skin is initially protected. Igor widens and greases my hole, first with his slippery fingers, then with a small rubber dildo made of small balls. Then the big dildo comes into play. Poppers make me tolerate the pain better. It was only with Igor that I learned to enjoy poppers, screw the bit of a headache. The dildo Escort Bayan is huge, I remember it from our last sex. He manages to push it in the full length. He knows exactly how deep he can ram it in and where the bend is that he can’t get past without applying too much pressure. The reason he is first class in sex is because he worked as an escort for a long time. And he told me that most people want to be fisted. By the way, he has a pretty big cock and big balls. We do it in a very relaxed way, especially him with me. He always asks me lovingly if I’m okay. I should have tried harder for his love. Maybe then we would have become a couple. Or am I too introverted? He also never signaled to me that there was more. I would have liked to have had a friendship bonus.

He tells me that dirty talk is a reflection of imagination e and real sex doesn’t always happen exactly like that. We would do more in 4 weeks and he would have organized a rim chair by then. Inside I was disappointed when I heard “four weeks,” but I couldn’t say anything. Typical of introverts. You think too much: Am I saying the right thing now? Could I hurt him? Wouldn’t it be better if I phrased it differently? Thought processes instead of speaking from your gut. He is intelligent, which impresses me. He could still make good money as an escort today. Or as an actor! He probably earns enough money in his job because he likes champagne and it’s not exactly cheap. I think he used to work as a representative for a fashion brand.

After the warm-up with the introduction of the dildos, we watch films on YouTube and of course chat. We move to the bedroom. We smoked weed and that’s why we can’t sleep. Not because I have a hard-on either, because I’m lying naked next to him. After he comes back from pissing, he lies on his stomach. He whispers to me that his hole isn’t clean and that he hasn’t been to the toilet yet. My cock stands tall and I get to work, as previously discussed in the chat. I fish a few small crumbs out of his cunt with my tongue. I don’t swallow straight away, I want to taste its bitter taste first. He moans in ecstasy. His hole is relaxed, my tongue goes as deep as possible. It’s nice and wide open now. I feel the tip of a small sausage with my tongue. I try to lure them out with circular movements. Without success. He doesn’t push them out either. Now I use my finger and fish out a ball. He sees me eating the ball. Then he ends the feast. He lovingly asks me again if I’m okay. He doesn’t have an erection and it doesn’t matter.

I mistakenly think that my erection prevents me from sleeping. And as long as I’m lying next to Igor, my cock won’t get any smaller. So I stupidly decide to go home. I won’t find sleep there either. Later I realize that Crystal is the reason. Instead of going back, I stay alone.

In the following days I kept checking the Romeo forum to see if he was poaching. I’m a little jealous. I feel empty, depressed, as I often do after anonymous sex. I say to myself, ‘Tomorrow is another day, with a blank sheet of paper.’

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