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O gece karimin sevismek icin yanip tutustugunun farkindaydim ancak sansina cok iddiali bir mac vardi ve erkenden icmeye basladigim cumartesi aksami yarim siseden fazla viskiyi devirip neredeyse zom olmus durumdayken o’nun arzularini doyurabilecek durumda degildim. Gece yarisina dogru macin ikinci yarisi baslamak uzereyken alt katta oturan ablamin oglu Birol maci izlemek uzere gelince ickilerimizi tazeleyen karimin yuzu gulmeye basladi. Karim Serap ablamlara memleketten misafir geldigi zaman bizde geceleyen Birol’u cok sever, diger arkadaslarim mac seyretmek ya da kagit oynamak icin geldikleri aksamlarda takindigi aksi tavirlarin tersine Birol geldiginde keyifli olurdu. Birol ondokuz yasinda, tip fakultesi birinci sinifta okuyan, orta boylu, sporcu kimliginden oturu son derece atletik vucutlu, biraz utangac ve edilgen yapida bir gencti. Aslinda son zamanlarda karimin bu erkek guzeli delikanliya bakislarindaki kadinsi begeninin farkindaydim ama bu durum beni rahatsiz etmiyordu zira sekse karsi olaganustu tutkulu olmasina ragmen haftada en az iki uc gece defalarca doyuma ulastirdigim karimin sadakatinden suphem yoktu. Macin sonuna dogru bir ara ”gool!!” diye bagiran yegenimin bagirmasiyla uyuyup kaldigim koltukta tembelce gozlerimi actim. Bizim gibi koyu fener taraftari olan Birol’un yaninda oturan karim sevincle oglanin kucagina ziplamisti. Birol henuz kucuk bir oglanken onsekiz yasinda eve gelin getirdigim ve su anda otuzbir yasinda olan Serap’in artik yetiskin bir delikanli haline gelen oglanla esk**en beri boyle masum fiziksel yakinlasmalarina alisik oldugum icin ustunde durmaksizin yine uykuya daldim. Ancak aradan bir kac dakika gecip tekrar gozlerimi araladigimda kollarini cocugun boynuna dolayan karimin hala Birol’un kucagindan inmemis olmasi ilgincti. Hafifce pirelenmistim. Goz ucuyla izledigim karim macin bitis duduguyle birlikte ayaga kalktiginda jersey sortunun onundeki dev siskinligi gorunce karimin neden bir turlu genc erkegin kucagindan inmedigini saskinlik, dehset ve aniden bedenimi saran erotik duygularla birlikte anlamis oldum. Icki bardaklarini toparlayip mutfaga goturen Serap az sonra elinde battaniye ve yastikla geldiginde Birol’un bu gece bizde kalacagi anlasilmisti. Kanepeye uzanan delikanlinin ustune orttugu battaniye ile onundeki inmeyen dev cadiri gizleyen karim, bacaklarini toplayip uyuklamaya baslar gibi gorunen genc erkegin ayaklarinin dibine oturdu. Artik her hareketinde supheli bir durum oldugu sezgisiyle hareketlerini dikkatle takip ettigim Serap oglanin bacaklarini kendi bacaklarinin ustune uzattirip, battaniyeyi ustlerine tekrar orttukten sonra televizyonda bir film secerek izlemeye basladi. Dikkatini filme veriyormus gibi gorunen, sag eliyle sirtustu yatan oglanin ince battaniyenin ustunden bile acikca belli olan iri aletini asagi yukari yavas yavas oksadigini cok hafif araladigim tek gozumle sinsice izledigimin, o an’a kadar sadakatinden emin oldugum ancak su anda beni yanilmislik duygulariyla allak bullak eden kaltak karim farkinda degildi. Bir yandan film izlerken diger yandan uyudugumdan emin olmak istermis gibi yuzumu inceleyen Serap gordugunden tatmin olmus bir rahatlikla elini battaniyenin altina soktu. Biraz ugrastiktan sonra aniden Birol’un zevkle kasilmasi, hinzir kadinimin oglanin bayrak diregi gibi dikilen ask borusunu kavramis oldugunu anlatmaya yetmisti. Cinsel konularda mahcubiyet ve utangacligini iyi bildigim Birol’un gozleri kapaliydi ancak hizla nefes alip verisinden hassas organiyla samimi bir iliski icindeki karimin yaptiklarindan cok etkileniyor oldugu ayan beyan ortadaydi. Battaniyeyi aralayip asagi dogru egilen karimin basi asagi yukari yavas bir sekilde hareket etmeye basladiginda araya koydugu yastigin engellemesiyle olan biteni goremesem de, agzindan cikan sapirtilari duydugumda kendi tahrik olmuslugumun heyecaniyla derin bir inilti koyuverdim. Basini hemen kaldirip tedirginlikle bir sure bana bakarak bekleyen Serap’in eli hala battaniyenin altinda elindeki iri organi sivazlarken beynimde bir simsek cakti. Nasil oluyordu da sevgili karim birden bire boylesi cilginca bir cesaret gosteriyor ve nasil tepki verecegini bilmeden kocasinin genc yegenine arsizca yaklasabiliyordu?!! Bu isin bir oncesi olmaliydi mutlaka. Hafizami zorlayarak gecmisten ipuclari bulmaya calistim ve maalesef o kadar cok firsat bulmus olmaliydilar ki hangi birini soyleyeyim. Sarhos olup yatak odasinda sizdigim kac gece birlikte film seyretmek icin salonda sabahlamislar, is seyahati icin evden birkac gun ayrildigim zamanlar karm evde yanliz kalmasin diye Birol defalarca bizde kalmis, hatta gectigimiz yaz benim ancak hafta sonlari gidebildigim yazlikta birlikte iki ay gecirmislerdi. Yani onumde oynanan sahnenin cok daha hardcore olanlari aralarinda defalarca yasanmis olmaliydi. Yine de Birol’un su ana kadar aktif bir tavir sergilememesi ya benim odadaki varligimin yarattigi tedirginlikten ya da karim tarafindan ayartilarak olaya kerhen katildigini dusunduruyordu.Sarhoslugun etkisiyle bir sure dalip gitmisim ki o arada yatak odasina gittigini sandigim karimin ayak sesleriyle uyanip tilki gozumu yine hafifce araladim. Ince belini sikica sarip yuvarlak kalcalarina dogru bollasan, dekoltesi diri memelerini comertce sergileyecek kadar cesur, dizlerinin bir karis ustundeki etegi duzgun bacaklarini gururla sergileyen siyah saten geceligini giymis olarak donen Serap omuzumu sarsarak uyumaya gidip gitmeyecegimi sordugunda sarhos ve uykulu bir sesle, yumusak ve genis koltuguma iyice gomulerek yerimden cok memnun oldugumu soyledim. ”Ben de daha film seyrediyorum zaten” diyen karim ustume bir battaniye orttukten sonra arkasini dondugunde seffaf geceliginin altina kulot giymemis oldugunu heyecanla farkederken, bir suredir muthis bir ereksiyonla ayaklanmis kamisimi onumdeki yastiga bastirirarak zevkle titredim. Isiklari sondurdukten sonra birol’un yanina gidip biraz oteye kaymasini soyleyen gozleri sehvetle kisilmis durumdaki karim battaniyeyi kaldirdiginda sortunun onundeki amansiz cadirin hala devam ettigini gorebildigim genc erkegin onune yanlamasina uzanarak battaniyeyi ustlerine cekti. Simdi durum daha ilginc bir hal almis, gorunurde horlaya horlaya uyuyor gibi gorunmeme ragmen, gercekte uykum tamamen acilmis, pur dikkat birbirine yapisik kasiklar gibi kanepede yanyana yatan seksi karimla yakisikli yegenimi izliyordum. Kalcalarini geriye dogru cikarip oynatarak arkasindaki erkegi daha iyi hissetmeye calisiyormus gibi kipir kipr kipirdayan karim bir muddet sonra bununla yetinmeyip elini arkaya atti. Biraz ugrastiktan sonra tahminimce iri organi hapsoldugu yerden disari cikarmisti. Sol bacagini biraz kaldirip diger elini bacak arasina atarak arkasindaki uzva eliyle yon verdikten az sonra galiba istedigini elde etmisti. O ana kadar hareketsiz duran Birol birdenbire kalcalarini one arkaya hareket ettirmeye baslayinca dunya guzeli ve sadakat dolu karimin baska bir erkek tarafindan duzulmeye baslandigini yari kiskanclik, yari sehvet duygulariyla birlikte idrak etmis oluyordum. Serap’in bir ozelligi cok fazla azdiginda icine girer girmez seri orgazm olmaya baslamasidir. Bu aksam da bu degismedi ve oglan icine girip cikmaya henuz baslamisti ki o cok iyi tanidigim bosalirken agzindan cikmasina engel olamadigi hiriltiyla karisik zevk dolu inleme sesi odada yankilandi. Onundeki kanciga verdigi zevkle heyecanlanan genc erkek hareketlerini hizlandirip zevk sarhoslugundaki disi de egilip bukulmeye baslayinca uzerlerini orten battaniye yere duserek aralarinda yasanmakta olan mahrem goruntuyu oldugu gibi ortaya serdi. Oturma odasinda benim balkon kapisina yakin duran uzanmis oldugum koltuga gore televizyon solumda duvarin dibinde, kiskirtici olaylarin uzerinde gelistigi kanepe ise sag tarafimda odanin ortasinda duruyordu. Ayaklari benim tarafima donuk olarak uzanmis olan ciftin erotizm sinirlarini zorlayan pornografik goruntulerini televizyonun aydinliginda butun ciplakligiyla izlerken nefes almayi unutmus bir haldeydim. Cinsel sarhosluk icinde utundeki geceligi bir anda usunden cikarip atmis olan zevcemin diri memeleri, ince beli ve dumduz karnindan sonra nefes kesici bir yuvarlaklikla geriye dogru bukulen kalcalarinin arasina gomulen devasa buyuklukteki fallus, kadinimin zevk sulariyla islanmis olarak hizla disari cikip sonra ayni hizla geri saplaniyordu. Oglanin son bir yuklenmesiyle karimin kizismis yarigina gomulen kalin organ gozden kaybolurken, onundeki disiye simsiki sarilip yuvarlak kalcalarina yapisan genc aygirin tohumlarini kadinimin rahmine bosaltmaya basladigini gevseyip kasilan bicimli kalcalarindan anlayabiliyordum. Zevk inlemeleri bir muddet devam eden cift kendilerine gelip karim battaniyeyi tekrar ustlerine orttugunde Birol beline icinden cikmaksizin simsiki sarildigi yengesinin arkasinda hareketsiz kaldi. O an icin sovun bittigini dusunup hemen duzmek istedigim karimin da gelecegini umarak yatak odasina gimek uzere ayaga kalktim. Yeniden televizyon izleme pozisyonuna donmus olan Serap’a uykulu bir sesle yatmaya gidecegimi soylerken umdugumum tersine karim filmi seyretmeye devam edecegini soylediginde hayal kirikligina ugramis olarak yatak odasina yollandim. Koridorun karanligini siper ederek olanlari izleye devam ederken benim coktan sizip derin bir uykuya daldigima ikna olan karim salonun los isiginin verdigi guvenle tedbirli olmayi birakarak kanepede oturan delikanlinin onunde dizlerinin ustunde egilmis durumda genc erkegin kalin erkeklik organini dibinden kavramis, morarip alabildigine sisen iri basini agzina sokmaya calisiyordu. Oglan zevkle inleyerek karimin basini asagi bastirirken, sehvetten kendinden gecmis durumdaki azgin disinin dolgun dudaklari yirmi santimden uzun organin yarisina ulasmisti bile. Yavas hareketlerle agzindan cikardigi guclu tokmagin patlayacakmis gibi sisen damarlari boyunca diliyle yaladiktan sonra istahla emdigi basini tekrar agzina sokup cikartarak genc erkegin zevkle kasilmasina neden olan karim genc aygirin ustune oturup devlesen fallus’u icine yerlestirdiginde boylesine buyuk bir organi nasil icine alabildigine akil sir erdiremiyordum ancak karimin yuzundeki muthis zevk aldigini belirten ifade beni icindekiyle kiyaslandiginda yarisi kadar bir buyukluge sahip kendi kamisimla bugune kadar kadinima vedigimi sandigim cinsel tatminin gercek olmadigi fikri icimin daralmasina neden oluyordu.

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Merhaba Arkadaslar. Benim Adim Gökhan. Karimin yigenile basimdan gecenleri size yazacagim.
Yigeni o zamanlari 18 yasindaydi.
Yigeni sik sik bize gelir yatmak icin. Geldigi zaman o halasiyla bizim yatakda yatiyor, bende oturma odasinda koltukda.

Bir gün isden eve geldim, ve Yigeni bizdeydi, ben acayip azgindim, fakat o bizde oldugu icin biliyordumki o gün sikisemiyecegimi. Onlar yatikdan sonra bende koltuga uzandim ve televisyonu acdim. Aklimdan birden videocudan porno almak geldi. Gittim aldim, ve eve geldigimde bir baktim Yigeni kalkmis televisyon bakiyor. Tabi ben bir sey demedim filimi tv üstüne koydum. tam mutfaga gidip icecek alacakdim. Bana birden seslendi ve sordu eniste ne filimi aldin diye. ben hemen oturmaodasina kosdum. fakat gec kalmistim. acip covernin icine bakmisti bile. bu ne eniste dedi. ben hemen bozuntuya getirmedim ve dedimki salak adam yanlisini vermis gidip destireyim dedim. oda inandi.

yolda giderken acayip kizgindim cünkü porno bakamamistim ve bakamiyacagimi biliyordum. her neyse. videocudan sonra bir güzel korkunc filim aldim, cünkü ben korku filimleri cok severim. eve geldim ve yigeni daha ayakdaydi. bende bak aslinda bunu almistim dedim. oda hemen dediki bu korku filmi ama, ben cok korkarim dedi. ben ona sordum sen yatmayi düsümüyormusun diye oda yok seninle filme bakayimda biraz uykum gelsin dedi. tamam dedim, filmi koydum. sonra filim gidikce daha korkunc olmaya basladi ve yigeni benim yanima oturdu. ben korkuyorum dedi. bende tamam yanimda kal dedim. filim ilerledikce bu dahada sokulmaya basladi. ve ben sikim birden kalkmaya basladi cünkü cok cekici bir vucüdü vardi. bir sahnede acayip korkdu ve ellerini yüzüne kapatti, kafasini kucagima koydu. farkina varmis olmasi gerek cünkü hemen geriye kaldirdi kafasini. ama hicbir sey demedi ve bozuntuya vermedi. her korkunc sahnede ama eyliyordu ve bu beni daha cok tahrik ediyordu. filim bitene kadar bu böyle devam etti. filim bittikden sonra ben yatayim artik eniste sende rahatina bak dedi. cana yakin birisi zaten. yanagimdan öptü ve iyi geceler dedi, gitti.

yaragim kazik gibi olmustu. nasil inderecegimi düsünürken aklima bilgisayarda bir kac pornofilimleri oldugu aklima geldi. hemen pcyi actim pantolunumu cikardim, cünkü ben hep sortla yatarim, ve uzandim. tabi bu arada sikimde oksuyordum. mendilimi de hazir koydum. filime bakarak güzel bosaldim. o kadar bosaldim ki bir mendil yetmedi, ikincisini kulandim. ve koltugun yanina koydum. biraz kendime gelip cöpe atacakdim. nasil yorulduysam uyuya kalmisim. uyanidigimda mendiller yerinde degildi ve pc kapaliydi. karim kapatti diye düsündüm ve sonraki kavagadan cekiniyordum. banyoya gircekdim, tam o arada yigeni cikdi tuvaletden. yüzüme bakdi ve güldü. ne gülüyorsun kiz dedim. gel tuvalete dedi. girdim ve bana mendilleri gösterdi. bayaca azmisin eniste dedi gülerek. birden anladimki mendilleri alan ve pcyi kapatan karim degil yigenimis. daha cok korkmaya basladim ve ama halan derken lafimi kesdi, korkma ona söylemem dedi. bundan cesaret kapip, e napayim sen geldin halani sikemedim dedim. o da güldü. neyse basinin caresine bakmisin iste dedi. o porno filmide güzelmis dedi. adam ne siki vardi öyle dedi. demekki oturup oda biraz islemis. sende az degilsim dedim. bana hemen sordu senink**e öyle büyükmü diye. tam o arada yatakodasindan kapi sesi geldi. karim uyanmisti. ben hemen onu tuvaletden disari yoladim.

kahvaltida hala ben bugünde burda kalmak istiyorum dedi. tabi canim dedi karim ve ben kafamdan gene kariyi sikemiyecegimi düsündüm. kahvaltidan sonra yigeni yanima geldi ve dediki eniste isden gelirken dünkü pornoyu alsana dedi. olurmu öyle sey dedim. oda halama söyleyimmi bu aksam yaptigini deyince bende mecbur oldum tamam demeye. aksam oldugunda geldim eve, ve karim yatiyordu bile. yigeni hemen geldi aldinmi diye sordu. ben evet deim. yüzüne baktim, acayip süslemisti kendisi. 18 yasindaki kiz 25 yasinda gibi gözüküyordu. oturdum o filmi acti ve yanima oturdu. filme bakarken hep benim sikime bakiyordu. pantolumun altinda sikim patliyacak gibidi. eniste istiyorsan pantolununu cikart, sortla oturursun dedi. ben olurmu felan derken hadi eniste dedi. pornoya benimle bakabiliyorsunda sortla oturamiyormusun dedi. ben tamam dedim ve cikartim. bir süre sonra dünkü gibi 31 ceksene dedi. sende amma cok sey biliyorsun dedim. hayir diyecekdim fakat biliyordum izrar edip sonunda yapdiracakdi. sikimi cikardim. ama 31 cekmek istemiyorum daha dedim. sonra yaparim deyip atlatacakdim. tam o arada filimde bir kiz adamin sikini yaliyordu. bende bunu yapacagim diyerek agzina aldi. öyle bir güzel hisdiki, yapma demek istemedim. bende onun t-shirt ini cikardim ve memelerini oksamaya basladim. acayip güzel büyük memeleri vardi. öyle güzel yaldiki hemen bosaldim. o da filimdeki kiz gibi hepsini yutdu. rahatladinmi diye sordu. bende tesekür etdim. o gitti agzini yikadi ve ben yatacagim dedi. bende koltuk uyudum.

öteki gün calismayacakdim cünkü tatildi. karim biraz hasta idi. bügün gezelim biraz dedi yigeni. uyanik biliyordu halasi gelmeyecegini, cünkü rahatsizdi. karim siz gezin dedi ben evde kalirim dedi. bende onlan cikdim disari. bana birden eniste ben senin karin olmak istiyorum dedi. nasil yani diye sordum. korkma evlenmeyi kast etmiyorum dedi. beni sikmeni istiyorum dedi. fakat sen bakiresin derken, o senin koca yaragini yalarken iyidi ama degilmi diyerek aglamaya basladi. ben sakinlestirmeye calisiyordum. bana hemen döndü, ve ya yaparsin yada bütün ayleye söylerim ne yaptigini dedi. korkumdan ne yapacagimi sasirdim ve tamam dedim. hotele gidelim dedi. bütün gün seninle gecirmek istiyorum dedi. gittik hotele. ilk önce güzelce yikandik. cok sexy vucudu vardi. ben ona dedimki istiyorsan seni götünden sikeyim o zaman bakire kalirsin. hayir dedi ben senin beni bozmani istiyorum, hem ben böyle büyük sik bir daha bulamam dedi. tamam dedim. nasil olsa olacakdi belliydi, beni rahat birakmiyacakdi. o gün bütün gün sikisdik. tabi basda cok zorlandi. sikimin kafasi bille zor giriyordu. sonradan kizligi patladikdan sonra rahatca sikise bildik. götündende sikdim. agzina yüzüne de bosaldim. her aklima geleni yaptim. bu o kadar bitgindiki sonunda gücü kalmamisti. zornan evlerine götürdüm. simdi nisanli. ama arada sirada bir gelir gene sikisiriz. bana senin gibi büyük siki yok nisanlimin diyor hep.

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Stories of a Sex Therapist

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My name is Josephine – I took a University course for social science originally but somehow I have ended up in a much sought after job as a sex therapist.

Apparently, despite all the street wise women and girls out there the demand for advise is forever prominent, I blame the media in there forever articles on subjects like ” how to hang on to your relationship” – “what if your partner cheats on you” and the like, there are many, many more. Like most female magazines they invariable display the woman with the perfect figure touched up to look like a million dollars, but look at the real world, take a gander outside and count the number of obese women ( and men) who never make the mags!

If anything I like to advise on very personal matters, those which many women are silent about but such matters which worry them immensely in the aim to hang on to a loving relationship.

While most egotistic males incorrectly believe that women who are dedicated followers of fashion, do it for them – most women know they do it for other women.

The male sync is primarily sexual aspired when thankfully, the female one is on of emotion, peppered with the physical given the right time,

A woman wants it when she wants it, not when her guy does. I believe at the end of the day, work on that demise and most women will maintain a well- balanced sexual and emotional relationship.

The girls that have come to me, wanting to confide in me and eventually, given the training I have gained, tell me their fears and tribulations, I remember being one of a few girls in my late teens talking of such issues when ataşehir escort bayan attending university.

Teresa let her hair down, she was so het up and afraid her boy friend might dump her because she did not like the idea of oral sex..

She asked if any of the other girls did it, which caused quite a stir and a few giggles, Who would come out with it, out of seven girls there must have been one who does!

“Teresa,” A blonde called Sherry spoke openly: “I do it with Mike most every time we sleep together, there is absolutely nothing wrong with that, whatever a couple do when they are alone together is entirely up to them. With me, well yes, Mike did ask me shyly and to be honest I was taken unawares, although `I was besotted by most everything else we did together the thought of actual mouth to gentiles contact did not come into the picture, it did not tick my box of tricks, until that is, I fell madly ain love with him, then the discovering started.

“I usually wore jeans, Mike loved me in tight brush jeans you see, he said he loves the way they enhance my figure with the enticing gap between the thighs he calls my diamond and how he is aroused simply by the way I walk,

When I sometimes wore a skirt, that is when the notion of oral sex came up. We made hot love on the sofa at home and it wasn’t long before his head, resting on my thighs, turned toward me and I saw he was sniffing me, feeling a little embarrassed at this I lifted his head away and that was that, it was a long time before we actually, or rather I was ready for him to do that to me which I suspected.

I escort kadıköy fell more and more in love with him to the point I would do almost anything to give us both so very much pleasure, so like Josephine said – just hang on to your principals and don’t give until you wait to give, your guy, if he really respects and wants you full package, will respect that and you will so enjoy all the more when it happens with mutual consent.”

Teresa sat there open eyed, she hesitated and it was obvious she wanted to ask something else of Sherry. “Ask Sherry,” I advised, “I am sure she wont mind, will you, Sherry?”.

Sherry smiled beautifully, she was an attractive girl with all the right attributes. But she said; well that is what they were all there for, and to learn it is best to ask. “Just wondered what it is like, I mean to share that way?” Teresa asked carefully. “For me, and I know I can speak for Mike, it is beautiful add perhaps one of the most deeply intimate two people in love can share. When I eventually succumbed to his deep touching of me I felt I wanted the oral stuff, I knew my mind was geared to it and my box was ticked,” The other girls laughed but were all ears for Sherry.

“When nervously first time, I felt his mouth touch me it felt like heaven, I found myself instinctively opening wider for him to have more access and what followed was absolute paradise. It was like the very first time you discover what sex is all about when one experiments, touching and finding different ways to arouse and excite, but much, much more than that because it felt like silk against silk, bostancı escort I felt myself moisten up as his tongue explored and delighted every nerve ending in my body and I so ached for him full package.

“It did not take any effort or hesitation at all for me to adjust my position, not wanting to disturb the beautiful sensation he was giving, to go down to him. My mind was impelling me to go for it big time, Mike was already swollen, he always was, as soon as we kissed I felt his hardness against me, it was lovely though just to feel him through his jeans at first, but it was perfect the way he helped me to remove those jeans and his boxers beneath to reveal his beautiful mast of masculinity.

“It was all so wonderful and perfect and natural which followed.. Any inhibitions I had known before had instanto7 gone as I geared up to take his love into my mouth. Teresa, when you known the time is right go for it and take it from me it is the most wonderful thing to share each other orally. To taste him was divine, the sheer touch of his wonderful texture and pliability was something I could never explain, just laying there, sucking and being sucked like that was the perfect foreplay to the most wonderful sexual union I had ever had.”

When Sherry stopped the other girls sat there like they were in a dream. They all agreed that they felt aroused and each of the girl who had done it orally agreed with Sherry that it is probably the most intimate thing a girl can do withy a guy.

Teresa said she felt much better about the idea now and that when the occasion arose she would feel more at ease withy the idea.

“Oh yes,” piped up Jacky, one of the other girls,” you need for the ‘occasion to arise before you can do anything” an they all laughed.

Then she proclaimed that she likes to feel it grow in her mouth!

But that is the next chapter…

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Summer Vacation

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Growing up, my family had a place in Vermont right on Lake Champlain that was very remote. The drive back in to the cabin was a mile long through the woods. We also had a mile of lakefront where we could do whatever we wanted away from any other people sailing, swimming, diving, skinny dipping, sailing…etc.. Spending every summer there growing up was heaven. The cabin was a very old three story shell built around the turn of the century. The furnishings were sparse and old and the beds were thin mattresses over metal coils.

In high school I started dating Debbie who had no experience with guys, but had a body like a playmate. 5’7″ with a very narrow waist and breasts that just invited you to suck on them. I (Steve) was not exactly the Charles Atlas type, but 5′ 11″, 155 in very good shape. The problem was, we were both virgins and she wanted to wait until she was married to lose it. So I had to be happy with the frequent hand jobs, though I was not allowed to reciprocate as she did not want me to even touch her.

The summer after we graduated, I asked Debbie if she would like to spend a few weeks at the cabin and she jumped at it as she had heard so much about it. I also thought it would be a fun place to celebrate her recent 18th birthday, little did I know how fun. As we were driving up we were talking about all the things we could do there and she asked about skinny dipping. I told her there was no feeling in the world to match it. The water caresses your whole body and you feel so free. Debbie said that we would have to try that as she had never done anything like that. The thought of finally seeing her out of a bathing suit and fully naked instantly gave me a throbbing erection which Debbie was quick to pick up on. It was uncomfortable driving with my dick aching to get free of my pant leg and Debbie wasn’t helping by reaching over and stroking it through the pants. Her fingers kept pressing into the engorged head and gently squeezing it, then sliding her hand down the shaft as if feeling the size and length. I had to pull her hand away as I was on the verge of cumming in my pants and I was not thrilled with having a wet spot on my pants the rest of the drive.

“What’s wrong, Steve?” she asked “Didn’t you like that?”

“You had me ready to cum and I’m not sure how my pants would look at the next rest stop.”

“There are ways around that.” and she reached over, unzipped my pants and painfully fished out my very stiff cock until it was completely free.

“Oh, man, that feels much better,” I said “it sure hurt down my leg like that.” Debbie spit on her hand and proceeded to slide it up and down the shaft very slowly, spending most of the time caressing the head gathering the pre-cum at the same time. Every time I got close to cumming, she stopped, telling me to hold off. I have to say that I could have driven past Vermont into Canada with the attention I was paying to the road, but I have never wanted to cum more than right then. Then Debbie took off her tee shirt so she was just sitting in her very thin, see-through bra. This was a first for me. Even though I had seen her in a bikini, I never saw her in her underwear nor seen her nipples and this was in incredible turn on. I was very aware of the fleshy mounds and how much more there was hidden by the thin material. As soon as she touched my dick again, I started shooting cum all over myself. In fact, a glob landed right on the windshield.

“Now I know what it takes to really get you off.” She said. “I should have done this earlier.”

I had to pull off the highway to clean myself up and the get my pants zipped up and I asked her if she was going to put her tee shirt back on.

“I don’t think so, ” she replied “I like to thought of getting you excited again.”

“Even if it means we get in a car wreck?” I asked?

“This will teach you how to concentrate and focus on driving, think how valuable a skill like that can be.”

Yeah, I thought. Just the type of skill I need, the ability to focus on something else than her body….

We pulled back out on the highway and I had little luck ignoring her sheer bra with her nipples poking through half an inch. It wasn’t long before she put her head back and dozed off making her chest stick out farther. I was noticing the trucks and cars driving by were very interested in her display and I was finding it hard to finish passing other vehicles. After a bit she opened her eyes and looked out at a truck that had been keeping pace with us. She immediately covered her breasts with her arms and yelled at me for not saying anything.

“Hey, you were the one to take your tee shirt off, did you think no one else would notice? And why bother covering up at this point, they have already gotten an eyeful.”

“I see you recovered from earlier,” she said, noticing the tent in my pants “I thought you were going to work on focusing on the road?”

“Perhaps with more time I can become and expert at it, but a skill like this escort bostancı takes a lot of practice.” I replied.

Just then, the trucker honked was signaling something.

“What is he doing?” I asked Debbie.

“I think he wants to see my tits.”

“Go ahead,” I said “though I am not sure I want to be next to a trucker trying to get himself off while driving.”

Debbie turned her back to me, reached around behind her and unclasped her bra. She then put her arms over her head and rotated her torso. I could see her tits bouncing back and forth from behind her. I was instantly struck with jealousy that the first guy to see her tits was a complete stranger and not me. “OK. Now you have to turn around so I can see them.” I said.

“Not a chance,” she said and slipped her bra back on “you will have to wait to see more.”

“Not even a peek?”

“Nope, though I will let you rub me a bit.” As she slipped off her shorts. She leaned back and put her feet spread apart on the dashboard. I took my eyes off the road and stared at the cloth covered mound with the dark patch of hair showing through. The truck driver honked again, but I ignored him as I reached over and felt her moist panties over her slit for the first time. It could not have been more than 30 seconds before she was screaming out her first orgasm I’d seen her have. I stopped rubbing, but she immediately grabbed my wrist and put my hand back on her wet pussy.

“Don’t stop, please don’t stop until I say.”

My fingers started stroking her moist flesh and I noticed that her breathing became much deeper with I hit the nub on top of her slit, so I started concentrating on that alone. She pulled my hand away.

“That is too much, go easy on my clit. Spent time around it and hit it periodically – that would be a lot better.”

I drove the next 30 miles stroking her pussy and every time I tried to get under her panties, she stopped me, but I am sure she came 3-4 times, each time screaming out her ecstasy. Finally, with the muscles in my arm cramping up, she told me to stop. Apparently the trucker got tired of trying to watch while driving and disappeared, replaced by another driver in a pickup truck. Debbie looked over at him and smiled. Again, she turned her back to me — removed her bra and shook her tits at him. Then she knelt of the seat, still facing out the window, pulled down her panties and spread her knees apart. I could see her arm moving like she was playing with herself. Her other hand was apparently playing with her nipples. At least she was letting me see her ass for the first time. It was gorgeous, tight, firm looking, round. I reached over and squeezed her ass cheeks. I’ve never felt my cock that hard before and I thought it would rip through my shorts. I knew if I touched myself I would cum right there in my pants.

“OK,” I said, “that’s enough! You are showing strangers things I’ve never seen. Turn around.”

“No way, I like keeping you in suspense.” And she stayed facing the pickup truck driver. I heard her squeal and looked over and saw the truck driver had lifted up his hips by arching his back so Debbie could see his huge cock.

“You have got to be kidding,” she said “no way can that thing be real!”

I definitely saw that it was and it had to be half again the length of my six inches. Debbie was now furiously rubbing her pussy and I could hear that she was very wet. The driver of the truck grabbed his dick and was pulling on it, extending it farther into view which made Debbie groan and rub her pussy even harder. I was thinking about how I had to be gentle around her clit, but I guess that doesn’t always apply. Debbie let out a yell, panting heavily and collapsed face first against the door. After a few minutes she raised herself up, pulled up her panties and put her bra on before turning back to me. Then she put her tee shirt and shorts back on.

“I need a bit of release myself now.” I said, unzipping my pants. “That was so hot.”

Debbie shocked me by leaning over and dropping her mouth right on my disk. I could never even get her to kiss it before now. It felt like heaven getting my first blowjob, feeling her hot silky smooth mouth taking in most of my cock. Within a minute I told her I was going to blow, but she started sucking harder. As soon as the first shot entered her mouth I felt her swallow. I must have dumped a quarter cup of cum down her throat before I was done. Amazingly I was able to stay on the road in my own lane.

“Why did you swallow? I warned you that I was about to cum.”

“I thought that was what I was supposed to do.” Debbie replied. “Did I do it wrong?”

“No, you did it right, believe me.”

Debbie then asked how much farther. I told her 4 hours or so, so she said she needed sleep and curled up and slept the rest of the trip.

We arrived at the cabin at around 10 PM and by the time we had unloaded the car, unpacked and gotten basically set up, we were exhausted and ümraniye escort went right to sleep.

The next morning, after breakfast, Debbie wanted a tour of the place. We put on our bathing suits and walked down to the beach which was secluded and all to ourselves, except when the motor boaters came over for swimming or picnics. Then we walked up into the woods until we came out into the cove with the flat granite ledge which was very secluded. I told her this was where we skinny dipped as we would have plenty of warning is boats came in. I proceeded to strip off my swim suit, watching to see if she would follow my lead. She hesitated, then reached behind her releasing those incredible breasts for me to see the first time. I could sense her eyes staring at me to see my reaction, then slid her bikini bottoms off her hips slowly and let them fall to the rocks. I guess she could tell by my dick pointing at the sky that I liked what I saw.

“Finally!” I gasped. “You had me going nuts with your teasing yesterday. You are sexier than I imagined.”

With that, she turned and knifed into the water. When she emerged, she laughed and said “This is incredible. It is like a million fingers all over my body.”

“I wish I were the water doing that to you” I replied, and dove in after her.

We spent the next 20 minutes chasing each other, grabbing different body parts getting more and more excited. Debbie started hugging me in the water and grinding her pussy against my aching cock and said “Perhaps we don’t need to wait until we are married.” We were on the towels on the rocks in seconds and for the first time I was sucking on the eraser size nipples feeling her body writhe and twist underneath me. I slowly kissed down her tight stomach, spending time on her navel as this got a good response out of her. I had to get a close look at her pussy though, so I continued kissing down between her legs. I lifted my head up and saw for the first time this nice tight pussy. I just had to taste it so I lowered my head down and ran my tongue up her wet slit, savoring the tangy flavor of her pussy. When I got to her clit she gasped and grabbed my head with both hands and held my mouth right over the hard nub. My tongue kept flicking over it while she ground her pubic bone into my face. My face was getting soaked with her juices, but I kept at it until she had two orgasms. When I jabbed my tongue into her wet hole, she came a third time.

I lifted my head up, “Was that good? Are you ready for the next course?”

“Yes,” she said still panting from the last orgasm, “get up here.”

My cock was ready to explode, so I crawled up so I was poised ready to fuck her for the first time. Her hand reached down and started pulling and stroking on my extremely hard cock and guided it towards her virgin hole. I felt the incredible feeling of my penis spread the lips of her vagina then the head slipping inside. Man, this was going to be great.

“Oooooh,” Debbie moaned “push it all the way in.”

I was just about to thrust in anticipating her cherry when we heard the sound of a motor out on the lake. I tried to tell her that they were probably just passing by, but she abruptly pushed me off, jumped up and pulled on her bikini. I reluctantly put on my suit also. Talk about frustration. I wanted to drag her into the woods where we could be alone so I could finish what we started, but we had out gear laid out all over the rocks and didn’t want to leave them out if the boaters came into our cove.

We sat there staring out onto the lake watching a monster cabin cruiser coast towards the rocky ledge and noticed 4 20 something guys staring back at us.

“Ahoy, there on the rocks. Do you mind sharing this cove?”

I was about to yell back that we would mind, when Debbie beat me to the response.

“Not at all, there is plenty of room here for all.”

I glared at her, but she was oblivious, staring out at the boat drifting in. The men on the boat dropped anchor, dove in and swan to the rocks. When they came up out of the water, I could see Debbie checking out the lightweight swim suits clinging to their crotches. They did not seem to be bashful about how revealing they were and Debbie did not mind overtly staring. I have to say that these guys must have been packing serious meat under the swim suits. I nudged her and she looked over at me and smiled.

“I love the scenery around here. It is so inspiring.”

The guys flopped down on the rocks sitting as close to Debbie as they could and introduced themselves. Mike was a 2nd year law student at Yale; Brian was an engineer working for the city of New York; CJ was the oldest at 30 and he owned his own development company in New London. Tom didn’t do much of anything as he inherited a ton of money and just liked to have fun. The boat was his and the four of them were out on a 2 month cruise from NYC to the northern tip of Lake Champlain. All 4 looked as though they spent a lot of time in the kartal escort bayan gym. They turned the conversation around and started asking her questions about where she was from, how old she was (their eyebrows raised when she mentioned she just turned 18), where she planned to go to school, etc.. She was sucking up the attention and not unaware that they were scanning up and down her body. Subconsciously or consciously, she leaned back with her arms straight behind her which made her breasts push straight out. This definitely got a rise out of the guys who shifted themselves while talking to her, so they could take in her sensual beauty.

I was just a spectator watching the sharks circling around for the kill. When I attempted to introduce a new topic, I was greeted with one word answers and the focus shifted back to Debbie. I was feeling more and more jealousy and was not sure where this was going to lead since Debbie was newly aware of the incredible affect that her body has on men. I saw her glance down periodically at the growing bulges in the swim suits arrayed in front of her. This in turn caused those rock hard nipples to push against the bikini top quite obviously. I knew I had to get her away from these guys as I could see where this was leading, so I stood up and told Debbie that we have to get into town for groceries for dinner. She hesitated and then sat back up, saying “Well guys, it’s been fun, but we have to go.”

One of the guys (Mike, I think) asked what we were planning on for dinner mentioning that all they have had the last few weeks is Dinty Moore stew and Spam.

Debbie immediately asked if they wanted to join us back at the cabin as we were having spaghetti. They all agreed to this at once and after directions swam back to their boat to get changed while we walked back through the woods.

“Deb,” I said “I was hoping we could finish what we started this evening, but if we invite over a bunch of guys it will turn into a party. I really would like to have some time alone with you.”

“We’ll have plenty of time alone as this is just the first night here and these are great guys.” Debbie responded.

I thought about saying — yeah, for you as they would jump you in a flash — but bit my tongue.

There was no time to do much else as the stores were closing and we really did need supplies, so we got back to the cabin, pulled on shorts and tee shirts, got in the car and drove off, leaving the cabin unlocked for the guys, if they got there before we got back.

When we arrived back at the cabin, the guys had arrived and were sitting out front drinking beers from the cooler they hauled up. They were more than helpful carrying the groceries in and getting everything put away. They even helped with the cooking. After a great dinner, all the guys dove in and did all the dishes while Debbie and I pretty much watched. When everything was cleaned up we were all sitting around in the living room relaxing and I was starting to get used to the conversation as these were bright educated guys. They offered beers to Debbie and me which we accepted, even though we were under age. I was not sure I liked the taste, but nursed it anyhow.

Brian asked if we had cards, if so we could play poker. We did have cards, but I said I had not played much and I was sure that the stakes would be way too high for me. Debbie said she doesn’t play cards at all but would be happy to watch. CJ said “No big deal. Even penny ante poker is fun.”

“I can handle that if you’re sure that would not be too boring.”

“Not at all,” Brian responded “we are so competitive that anything would be heavily contested.”

The game went along with no one really winning all the pots when Tom turned to Debbie and asked if she was still wearing her bathing suit under her clothes.

“Sure, we just pulled street clothes on over the suits as they were already dry by the time we got back.”

“Wouldn’t you be more comfortable if you at least took off the bikini top?”

“I am not undressing in front of you guys.” Debbie shot back.

“I didn’t mean that. I meant removing your bikini top and sliding it out the arm hole like girls do. I just think you look uncomfortable.”

“Alright,” Debbie said “I can do that.”

With that she now had the rapt attention of the entire table as we were all turned to watch this. Debbie reached behind her, then slid the shoulder straps over her arm, then pulled the top out of the other arm hole. I am not sure she was aware of this, but her tee shirt was quite see through and we were all treated to her dark areolas showing. When she looked down and saw this her hands immediately went over her breasts covering them.

“C’mon, don’t cover something that beautiful up,” said Tom.

Debbie looked doubtful, but dropped her hands down so we could see that not only was the shirt see through, but her nipples were now poking out a quarter inch. I cannot speak for the rest of the guys, but my shorts were starting to feel a bit tight.

“Man, you are knockout.” CJ said, “I’ll bet you are unbelievable in bed.”

“Um, thanks, but we still have not gotten there,” she said, “this was going to be the week that it happened.

“You two are virgins?” Carl asked?

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Taking Care of Business Ch. 13

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Ryan got several days of relaxation before he got the call that he was going to be needed to help IT set up the new office in two days. The only interruption of his peace and quiet was daily calls from various news outlets wanting an interview. By the second day he had turned the ringer off, turned down the volume on his answering machine and emailed his family and friends they could get him on his cellphone.

The same day he got the call from work he also received a huge surprise at his door…a very pleasant surprise. The doorbell rang. Ryan considered ignoring it, thinking it was just another pesky reporter that he didn’t want to talk to. Whoever it was as the door was persistent. The doorbell kept ringing till Ryan got pissed and went to the door, ripped it open and yelled, “What!” His jaw dropped because the doorbell ringer was not another reporter but his raven-haired beauty, Stacy.

Stacy smiled nervously, gave a little wave and weakly said, “Hi.” Stacy was afraid Ryan would hate her, yell at her, slam the door on her and reject her for how she left.

“Stacy,” Ryan said, confused. “What are you going here? Does Deke know you’re here?”

Stacy was cautiously optimistic. “Doesn’t matter what he does or doesn’t know.” Stacy held up her left hand and wiggled her bare ring finger. “I divorced him.”

Ryan was shocked again. Divorced, he thought, she’s divorced!

Stacy could see the thoughts running through Ryan’s head. “Can I come in and explain, maybe answer any questions?”

Ryan snapped out of his thoughts, “Oh, yeah, of course, come on in.” He closed the door once Stacy was inside.

Stacy sat on the couch where Ryan had been lying. She saw the ice pack lying next to the couch that Ryan had on his shoulder, “I saw what happened. How are you?”

“I’m fine,” Ryan said as he sat next to Stacy, “lot better than most. Have a badly bruised shoulder. Still, lot of people we know didn’t make it.” Ryan’s voice trailed off, his eyes misted. “Anyway, I’m fine. What about you though? What happened? I though you and Deke were trying to save your marriage.”

Stacy laughed, “Yeah, so did I till I found out he’s nothing but a two-faced, lying, no-good son-of-a-bitch!” Ryan was shocked by her outburst. He could tell she was really angry. Stacy continued, “I found out he’s been cheating on me for YEARS with his secretary. That’s why she got moved out to the same office he did.”

“Lemme start from the beginning.” Stacy had calmed as she began. “A friend of mine worked in the building next to Deke’s. She got a promotion and a new office that faced the building Deke works in. As we found out, it faced Deke’s office. The night she got her office she moved her boxes but hadn’t unpacked yet. That bothered her because she’s like that, she wanted it done. So she went back in to unpack. Well, when she went into her office she saw the office in the next building and saw this naked man. She thought she’d get to see something good so she left the light off and snuck to the window.”

Stacy continued, “She couldn’t see much, just the guy’s back. She could see he was definitely fucking so she went over to her telescope. It was something her company gave her, one of those nice brass ones. Anyway, she looked through it and saw the guy’s back but couldn’t see his face. She also couldn’t see the woman but she saw the woman’s blonde hair. My friend also saw the man had a tattoo on his right shoulder. Now, she knew Deke had a tattoo on his right shoulder but she didn’t know what of. So she continued to watch.”

Ryan thought he knew where this was leading but he stayed silent as Stacy spoke. “Once the couple finished the man walked to the washroom attached to his office. When he walked back out, that’s when my friend saw that Deke was the fucker. She then looked back at the woman on the desk and it was his secretary, Gloria. Young, big boobs, blonde hair, blue eyes, thin, long legs…you get the picture.”

Ryan got more than a picture. He could see a potential bombshell of a development. He’d met Gloria at a party Stacy and Deke had once. Gloria was Deke’s secretary here and she went out to be Deke’s secretary when he got promoted. Guess we know why.

Stacy saw the wheels in Ryan’s head turning. “Lemme finish. So my friend wanted to tell me but she wanted proof to show me and that I could use. As it happened, her husband is a professional photographer and videographer. The next night he brought in his cameras and special lenses. He videotaped and took pictures. I was pissed when I found out. I also thought the same thing you are thinking…if he is fucking her there then he was probably fucking her here before we moved.” Stacy took a breath and continued, “he was. I had come back here for a couple days for training and ran into his old boss. I confronted him with the pictures. He admitted that Deke and Gloria were doing it in his office nightly. Not only had Deke told him but he walked in on them once.”

Stacy’s anger was surfacing and her rosie cheeks were escort kartal getting redder. “When I got back I confronted Deke with everything. He was so fucking smug at first. He was alright if I divorced him but he would fight giving me anything. Once I threatened to notify his company, he became very timid.” Stacy began to grin, “see they have a VERY strict policy about employees dating and for a boss to date a subordinate is grounds for termination. Deke knew that if they found out, he would be canned. So he gave me damn near everything I wanted. So now, I’m single…unless you’d like to see what happens between us?”

“Us,” Ryan said excitedly, “dating?”

Stacy laughed, “Yes silly…us dating!”

“I think I’d like that,” said Ryan.

“Oh,” exclaimed Stacy, “I almost forgot to tell you that best part. Right after the divorce was final, Deke got Gloria pregnant. He had to transfer her so they didn’t lose their jobs.” Stacy wrapped her arms around Ryan and snuggled tight. “But enough about them, when I got back here I decided to get a place and get settled in and then come to see you. Then the day I decided to come to you was the day of the explosion. I was so scared that I was too late. Even when they said you were alive but trapped. I was scared they wouldn’t get to you. I don’t think I stopped crying till they said you were out of the rubble.” Stacy sat back and looked at Ryan, tears in her eyes, “I didn’t want to miss the chance to tell you I love you Ry!”

Ryan’s eyes began to tear as he smiled, “I love you too Stac! I didn’t want to admit it when you told me you were leaving but I do.”

Stacy smiled, wiping the tears from her eyes. “I wish I would have followed my heart back then, told you how I really felt. I was scared though, scared that you didn’t feel the same, scared that you’d say you did feel the same but that we wouldn’t work out, scared I’d end up alone with nothing…scared to take a chance but scared not to take a chance. I was very confused at the time.”

Ryan chuckled, “I was the same way. Not knowing for sure how you felt. What if I told you to stay and it didn’t work between us? I didn’t know what to do, say.” Ryan pulled Stacy back into him and held her tight, like if he let go she would disappear. “Anyway, when do you want to go on our first official date?”

“Oh? Hmmm…our first official date, huh? Lemme think…I am free this weekend. They’re not going to make you work the weekend are they?”

Good question, thought Ryan. “Nothing was said but I’ll check. Can’t image they’d make us work in the evening even if we worked during the day. So how about Saturday night? Like Italian?”

Stacy was excited, “yes and yes! You just have to promise me one thing.”

“What’s that,” said Ryan apprehensively.

“Drunk or not,” Stacy said with a smile as she put her hand on Ryan’s check, “you have to bring me home and take advantage of me.” Ryan smiled and pulled Stacy onto his lap, one arm around her shoulder, one resting across her abdomen.

Ryan kissed Stacy softly and then pulled back. “Hmmm, I thought since we’re dating that you wouldn’t want to make love till we’ve dated for a while,” Ryan said with a devilish smile.

“Oh fuck no,” Stacy said, “we can get to know each other better by making love. Besides, I want you!” Stacy reached under her and squeezed Ryan’s semi-rigid member, “feels like you want me too.”

“Maybe,” Ryan said before he pressed his lips against Stacy’s. It was a long, warm, loving but hungry kiss. Their tongues danced, their hearts raced. The passion grew and grew, neither wanting to break the first tender, passionate kiss of their new life together. Ryan and Stacy kissed for minutes before they broke apart, both breathing heavy.

“Oh damn,” Stacy said as her chest heaved, “I missed that!”

Ryan whispered in Stacy’s ear, “I missed you too Stac.” Ryan softly traced her earlobe with his tongue. The whisper sent a shiver down Stacy’s spine and his tongue elicited soft moans. Ryan nibbled on her earlobe briefly and then moved to her neck, kissing and gently sucking. Stacy moved her head to the side, closed her eyes, savored the feeling and continued to moan her approval.

Ryan took his time, letting the feeling of her soft skin and her warm body, the smell of her perfume and the sound of her moans wash over him and fill his heart and mind. “Ry,” Stacy moaned softly, “Ry, let’s go to your bed.” Ryan sat up to allow Stacy to stand. She stood in front of his, took his hand and led him to the bedroom.

Once in the bedroom, Stacy turned Ryan so that he was standing in front of the bed. She stood in front of him and reached for the hem of his shirt. Since Ryan was over a foot taller than Stacy, he bent over so she could pull it off. Stacy threw it to the side and pulled his belt loose. She slowly unbuckled, unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans before pushing them down over his ass. Stacy squeezed Ryan’s ass as she kneeled before him. She pulled the jeans off his feet as he maltepe escort stepped out of them. Mere inches from Stacy’s face was the bulge she remembered and desired. Stacy reached to the waist band of Ryan’s black boxer-briefs and pulled them off. She took care to pull the waist band down and over Ryan’s erect cock. It sprung up once free of the cloth cage of his underwear.

Stacy looked at the object of her desire with lust in her eyes and licked her lips. To Ryan’s disappointment Stacy stood. She pushed him down on the bed and he now sat before her. Stacy took a step back and pulled her off her shirt in a slow, sexy striptease. The removal of her shirt revealed her light pink lace bra…his favorite. Ryan told her she looked so sexy in that bra and how it complimented her body and skin. Stacy gave Ryan a wink and moved her hands to her pants. She unbuttoned her pants and began to sway her hips back-n-forth as she pushed them down to the floor and off. Stacy stood up slowly, running her hands up her sexy legs, over the matching light pink lace panties, up her stomach and over her breasts and finally up in the air to give Ryan a full look at her beautiful body. Ryan’s cock jumped and throbbed as he memorized every inch of her. Stacy smiled when she saw his cock twitching and jerking. Still got it she thought.

“Lay down Ry,” Stacy said as she stepped next to the bed. Ryan lay back as Stacy kneeled next to the bed and grasped the object of her desire. She slowly began to jerk Ryan’s cock as she bent over and kissed the head. The first dribbles of pre-cum ran from the head and Stacy collected it with her tongue. She ran her tongue slowly down the shaft. Ryan groaned low as Stacy continued to tease his manhood. Stacy moved her mouth to his balls and sucked each one in her mouth as she stroked his cock.

Ryan began to squirm with the feeling. Stacy wanted to tease more, really take her time but she was horny and wanted to taste his cum. She licked her way back up the shaft and engulfed his cock. Stacy slid her mouth down his pole and back up. His cock went down her throat with each downward motion. She knew this was the quickest way to coax the sweet nectar from his balls. Stacy started slow but increased speed with every movement. She knew he was close when Ryan began moaning louder, calling her name and pushing her hips in time with her movements. Stacy began to caress his balls and set off his orgasm. “OH STAC!!” Ryan yelled as shot after shot spewed from his cock. Stacy swallowed each blast. She pulled back once she felt Ryan’s cock begin to soften. Stacy ran her tongue over the head one last time to collect the last remaining cum.

Stacy moved up and lay next to Ryan, snuggling close in his arm. They began to kiss again. Their kisses were passionate, urgent, loving. Ryan broke the kiss and moved his lips to her neck as he moved his hands to her bra and removed it. He began kissing and lightly sucking on a spot below Stacy’s ear. Ryan knew this spot was the one spot, besides her delicate pink parts, that lit Stacy’s fire and turned it into a raging inferno. “Mmmmm, Ry, you know what that does to me you tease,” said Stacy.

Ryan smiled and whispered in Stacy’s ear, “Yes I do!” He left a trail of kisses as he moved from her neck to her sensitive nipple. Stacy jerked when she felt Ryan’s wet tongue glide over her hard nipple. She moaned and rolled onto her back. Ryan watched Stacy’s face as he took her nipple in his mouth and sucked on it as he flicked the hard nub. Stacy’s body jerked and squirmed, her eyes shut and her lips parted to allow the moans of pleasure escape. Ryan moved a hand to her other breast and began to massage it. The hard nipple pressed into the palm of his hand as he worked his hand back-n-forth. Stacy’s moans grew louder. Ryan concentrated on stimulating her hard nipples. He never had time to try but Ryan thought he could bring Stacy to an orgasm by stimulating her sensitive nipples. Stacy’s body was squirming more and her moans became louder as he gently bit and rolled the nipple in his mouth.

“Oh baby,” Stacy moaned as Ryan continued to attack her nipples. She felt the growing feeling of an orgasm rapidly in her crotch. She felt like her nipples were directly attached to her pussy. She couldn’t believe he was going to get her off by just sucking and touching her nipples, but he was. “RYAN!!” Stacy moaned loudly as she orgasmed. She arched her back, grabbled the back of Ryan’s had and held him against her chest as she enjoyed her first orgasm.

Stacy relaxed as the orgasm passed. Though not a long orgasm, it was powerful. She pulled Ryan’s head back by his hair and looked down at his grinning back, breathing heavy, “dear God hunnie, how do you do that?”

“I’ve always wanted to try that,” said Ryan, “your nipples are always so sensitive. I figured I would give you an orgasm if I had the time.” Stacy released his hair as Ryan crawled up to give her a deep, passionate kiss. Ryan then pulled away and crawled between Stacy’s pendik escort bayan legs. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled them down. Free of her panties, Stacy spread her legs to reveal her aroused womanhood. She couldn’t wait to feel his talented tongue on her clit again. Ryan lay between her legs and saw Stacy’s swollen labia spread apart, wet pussy and engorged clit. Instead of driving right into her pussy, Ryan began to kiss up Stacy’s inner thigh. He inched closer and closer to her womanhood with each soft kiss. His kiss left an echo of pleasure and anticipation. Stacy was breathing heavy and biting her lip as Ryan kissed. Her body tensed and she moaned when she felt Ryan’s lips on her labia. Ryan planted a kiss on both sides of her wet hole before moving his lips to her other leg and trailed down her inner thigh. Stacy moaned in disappointment as his lips moved away from her needy pussy. Her orgasm did not satisfy her need for him, it intensified her desire to feel his tongue and fingers pleasure her body, to have him inside her, filling her completely.

Ryan’s kisses stopped at Stacy’s knee. He moved his head and returned hit attention to Stacy’s aroused pussy. Stacy moaned louder than before as Ryan kissed up and down her wet slit. Ryan slipped his tongue between her labia and grazed his tongue over her engorged clit. Stacy’s hips bucked from the touch of his tongue. Finally, she thought as she moved her hands to his head. Ryan’s tongue glided down over her sensitive womanhood till it slipped inside her. He flicked his tongue in and out of Stacy’s wet hole, tasting her. Ryan’s cock began to rise again as the taste of her pussy and the sounds of the pleasure she was experiencing aroused him. Stacy let out with a long moan and her body tenses for several moments. Ryan felt a small gush of juices against his tongue as Stacy had another orgasm.

Stacy’s body relaxed back to the bed as the orgasm subsided. She breathed heavily. This one was more intense and lasted longer but it didn’t satisfy her hunger. Ryan wasn’t done and she knew it. Ryan tongue glided back up to her throbbing clit. Stacy gasped as he sucked her clit into her mouth. Her hips began to thrust as Ryan sucked her clit in and out of his mouth, allowing it to slip between his compressed lips. Ryan moved his hands to Stacy’s pelvis to keep her from bucking so wildly as she approached her next orgasm.

Ryan felt Stacy’s beautifully polished nails dig into the back of his head as her orgasm hit yet again. This time Ryan didn’t stop to allow her to ride the wave to the end. Stacy’s body locked as wave after wave of pleasure emanated from her spasming pussy. Ryan continued to suck and lick as Stacy yelled, “FUCK, OH FUCK,” over and over again. Stacy pulled on Ryan’s head, pressing him tighter against her pussy. The pleasure continued and grew in intensity with every lick and suck. Ryan was determined to pleasure her body till she made him stop. She didn’t make him stop but he did when he felt her body got limp and her fingers fall from his head.

Ryan raised his head to see that Stacy had passed out from the intense pleasure. He hurried up to her head and gave her a little shake. Stacy woke with a start, still breathing heavily, “You ok Stac?”

“Yeah,” she said, “guess I blacked out. It was so intense!” Ryan went to lie next to Stacy when she said, “What are you doing?”

Ryan looked confused, “I’m lying down to hold you.”

“The hell you are,” Stacy exclaimed, “make love to me Ry, I want you inside of me!”

“Honey,” Ryan said, “you just passed out. Don’t you think you should relax?”

Stacy interrupted Ryan, “Ry, I’m fine, make love to me, take me, make me your woman. Neither of us belongs to anyone else…be one with me!” Stacy’s eyes welled up with tears. This wasn’t just about sex. This was the most intimate expression of their love.

Ryan saw the tears in her eyes and felt the feelings behind the words. “Ok Stac,” Ryan said. He climbed above her as Stacy spread her legs. They both held their breath as Ryan penetrated Stacy’s womanhood. The collectively groaned at the feel of Ryan’s hard cock slowly sinking deep in Stacy’s tight pussy. The extreme wetness allowed Ryan’s cock to easily slip inside Stacy. Ryan used long, deep, slow strokes. Stacy wrapped her legs around Ryan’s hips and rolled her hips to take all of him inside her. Stacy was filled completely with each deep thrust.

The two were now one in mind, heart, body and soul. The feeling of love coursed through their connected bodies. Ryan and Stacy stared into each other’s eyes as Ryan continued to slowly stroke his hard cock in and out of Stacy’s velvety pussy. Neither could speak, only moans of pleasure and love would escape their lips. Ryan could feel his own orgasm slowly building and he knew that Stacy’s was as well. He increased his speed little by little. Ryan wanted to feel her explode all over his cock before he came.

Stacy thrust her hips in time with Ryan. She was close, “Oh Ryan, Ryan, Ryan hunnie..I love you…cum with me baby!” Stacy’s words were replaced by loud screams as she arched her back, her body stiffened and her orgasm overtook her. Ryan pounded her spasming pussy, elongating the orgasm with each deep penetration.

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REMINDER: I write long stories. Many chapters don’t have naughty bits, but those that do will be way more fun if you read the others, too! Also, although TT2 is a stand-alone novel, it takes place in the same family as Texas Trio, so you might want to read that one first! -Stefanie

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They were the oddest family Brody had ever met.

Since Kendall and Wilson had seen fit to allow it, Brody had begun dropping by the house to sit on the porch after supper two or three times a week, though he’d skirted their directive by not mentioning his true motivation to Becky.

He justified his reticence by reasoning that Becky had lived on this remote ranch for several years. She was inexperienced and would surely refuse to be courted out of fear alone. He thought once she’d come to know him and was more comfortable in his presence, she’d be more likely to consent to walking out with him.

His deeper reasons for withholding the information went without conscious mention, but peeked fleetingly from the shadowy corners of his mind. He wanted her, but he wasn’t sure he should have her. He wasn’t sure he deserved to have her.

Rebecca Connor was a respectable young woman. She wasn’t just a virgin: she was a virtuous woman from an upper-class family, reared in refined circumstances which surely allowed her little contact with the seamier side of life. Even if she possessed some general knowledge of human sexuality- which he doubted- Becky would be ignorant of dark desires like Brody’s own.

The more he came to know her, the more complicated and interesting she became. At the same time, sacrificing a piece of himself to be with her seemed a more and more reasonable proposition. If he was successful in his pursuit, he expected the missing pieces of his sex life would eat at him occasionally over the years, but he thought just being near Becky would make up for whatever the union lacked.

In order not to be detected, he behaved with perfect propriety toward Miss Connor and every other member of the family, on the surface paying no one more attention than the rest, he believed. And they were an unusual bunch, to be sure.

To start with, you could hardly tell the family from the hired help without resorting to an examination of their wardrobes, and even that would only place Mrs. Connor and Rebecca above the rest. On a daily basis, Kendall and Wilson didn’t dress any differently from any of the men working on their ranch. To some extent, everyone dressed for dinner, and on Sundays, the family went all-out for church. Even Kendall, who didn’t attend services, put on a formal suit before the family came home to dine later that afternoon.

Caleb did not dress for dinner or any other meal, but his sporadic presence at table illustrated what Brody found most extraordinary about the family, even more unusual than the three-way marriage at the head of it: the seemingly unconscious mixing of races. The only time anyone showed that they were cognizant of skin color being an issue was when they left the ranch for a trip into town.

Though folks in and around Liberty Falls reacted with varying degrees of disapproval and prurient interest to the concept of a woman with two husbands- it wasn’t the only such alliance in the state, after all; this far west men outnumbered women at least five to one- there was hardly any dissension when the topic came around to a racially mixed marriage, especially when it involved a white woman.

Kendall wasn’t Christian, so church wasn’t an issue, but he often chose to stay in the shadows at other events, as well, keeping an eye on things without alarming the citizenry. Brody knew all about it because the family wasn’t trying to keep it quiet. At home, it was a topic addressed with teasing and mock alarm, since Kendall thought having splinters driven under his nails would be more fun than plastering a smile on his face and listening to inane “conversation.”

Maybe the lack of attention paid to race was partly due to Kendall being half Indian, Brody thought, though from what he could tell, Kendall and Caleb were the two most racist people on earth. They had no problem with nationalities unilaterally despised by the rest of the country- Chinese, Mexican, African, and Irish- but tribal prejudices were apparently endemic to the Indian race. After the first few times Brody heard them talking like that, he stopped trying to figure out anyone’s ancestry or alliances.

And then there was Clancy. To Brody’s disgust, he soon realized that spending time with Rebecca put him in constant contact with the evil elf responsible for his most recent broken nose. The leathery, one-legged devil lived in the stable, where Caleb had slept before his marriage, but unlike Caleb, Clancy spent much of his time at the house, entertaining the children, keeping an eye on the ladies while the men were away, and volunteering to taste-test everything coming out of the kitchen.

Plus being loudly unhappy escort ataşehir with Brody’s presence, of course.

Kendall and Wilson grinned silently whenever Clancy gave Brody a hard time, unless Mrs. Connor or the children were around. Then one of them would snap their fingers in his direction and, unbelievably, Clancy would shut his voluminous trap.

Mrs. Connor’s kindness was surely a huge part of the family’s equitable attitude, Brody thought. From her arrogant husbands right down to the meanest cowhand among them, practically everyone on the ranch loved Mrs. Connor. She treated Nanny as her mother, Yan as a daughter, and even had the nerve to swat Caleb’s hand away when he stole sweets before dinner. Nanny was the only other person who could get away with something like that without losing the hand. Even the children were cautious around Caleb, and those three had no native fear of anything at all, as far as Brody could see.

That was another check-mark in the column marked odd . . . the children.

Lily was obviously Kendall’s child, but the boys were a mystery. Everybody referred to them as “the twins,” but Brody suspected one of them was the child of a mistress, who Mrs. Connor had generously taken in to raise as her own. After watching for a while, though, he’d seen no difference whatsoever in the way she treated them, and at times, Brody thought he saw bits of her in both boys, and small resemblances between them.

Despite the novelty of a wholesome household stemming from such an unconventional alliance, he didn’t spend much time thinking about it, but Brody was damned curious about the two boys, he admitted to himself.

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At first Becky was determined to maintain a cordial reserve with Mr. Easton. She seemed unable to handle his advances with aplomb, and she wanted to avoid any repetition of the awkward looks that had passed between them in the library and parlor. Soon, however, she came to believe he’d taken either her slap or her brothers’ threatening glares to heart. He paid no particular attention to her, and gradually her aloof manner relaxed into something closer to acceptance. She tried to look at him as merely another of her sister’s strays. His presence was inconvenient, since she’d rather forget him altogether, but unimportant in the long run.

She couldn’t help hearing what he said, however, and learned quite a bit about him during marathon interrogations conducted by Lily and the twins. Adults tended to progress rapidly from quizzing one another about their backgrounds to making shallow small talk as they became more familiar, but children were unfamiliar with the entire world: their introductory phase lasted forever. Brody obviously didn’t know much about kids, but he quickly adopted a practical approach to answering their endless litany of questions with short words and gentle humor.

Why? Why? Why?

Why do dogs chase rabbits?

Why don’t you have a mom?

Why don’t you have a dog?

“I like Topper better than any other dog; I come here to visit him instead of paying good money for a second-rate dog.”

Why don’t you play the fiddle?

“I tried to learn piano back in Ohio,” Brody answered, “but I couldn’t get the hang of it, so I learned to sing instead. My tongue doesn’t trip as much as my fingers did.” Then he taught them a funny song about a lady who kissed a bear. Mr. Easton had a lovely voice, Becky learned.

“Your eyes are a funny color,” said Jamie.

Nanny hissed at that, but Mr. Easton had already begun to answer, “I know! I always wanted purple eyes, but I got these boring grey ones! What do you think I should do?”

The children offered suggestions- pulling his hat down further being the least impractical.

Brody put his hat on like usual. “Like this?” Jamie and Kenny took turns trying to pull and push it down past his eyebrows, then tied his neckerchief across the bridge of his nose, and the whole family laughed at that. Except Colt and Clancy, of course.

Becky couldn’t help enjoying his sense of humor, and his stories were often disgustingly informative.

He told the children of a “great island” near Africa and the strange, monkey-like creature he’d seen there, with the mask and striped tail of a raccoon, but thumbs like a child. Mr. Easton mimicked a few of the animal’s many calls, including a hiccuping sound and a yodel.

While the children practiced their yodeling, Becky and Brody discussed evolution, and Jeremiah fetched a taxonomic reference from his lab to show the children pictures of a lemur.

Brody didn’t know nearly as much about science as she or Jeremiah, but Becky discovered he was interested in a great many things. She often found herself talking about plants or animals with him, though she tried to stay away from her favorite topic- geology- since she’d been in so much trouble lately over her explorations.

After several weeks of Mr. Easton’s visits, however, kadıköy escort their sporadic discussions of evolution led Becky inevitably to Lyell’s theory of stratification.

Since Brody knew nothing about geology unrelated to the practicalities of removing gold from rock and water, she began by explaining how multi-colored stripes in the rocks were formed. The limestone layers in nearby cliffs and canyons, for instance, had been created by the deposition of millions of dead sea creatures, layer upon layer upon layer, over aeons. Brody was silent for such a long time after her description that Becky began to think maybe he was one of those stupid, stubborn people who automatically regarded any radical, new knowledge as impossible. Or maybe he just doubted the veracity of intelligence imparted to him by a woman.

Then Brody started asking questions, and she forgot all that. Every answer she gave raised another question in Brody’s mind, and half his questions raised a question in hers, too.

How did sea creatures come to be in cliffs this far inland? If Texas was underwater at one time, how was it not underwater now? If fossils were formed in layers of stone, why weren’t there fossils in metals? He’d seen a lot of gold straight from the mine, and he’d never heard even a rumor about anything like that. What about quartz crystals? There weren’t any fossils in that, either, and it was rock, too, wasn’t it?

Their conversations about geology were so stimulating that Becky lost all her reservations about being around him. She forgot she was pretending he didn’t exist. One particular evening, she even forgot to go to bed. They talked so enthusiastically and at such length that everyone else drifted away, and Becky barely heard herself bidding them goodnight. One by one they slipped off to bed, until only Jem and Colt were left on the porch with Brody and Rebecca.

Finally, Becky paused to sip her drink, hoping to soothe a throat made sore by talking, and surprised Colt and Jem staring at her and Brody with a mixture of apprehension and amusement.

She looked from Brody, to Colt, to Jem, and back to Brody.

After a long moment spent absorbing the shock of her brothers’ suppositions, she flushed and stood so abruptly that she nearly knocked the drink from Brody’s hand as he hurried to rise, as well.

“Well, good night, gentlemen,” she said evenly.

Without looking at Brody, Becky fled into the house, leaving Colt and Jem grinning from ear to ear. Both men stood to face him down.

Colt stuck one thumb in his belt. “Guess you got no choice now, Easton. Ask her or don’t, but Becky better tell me she wants you settin’ on our porch before I see you out here again.”

He turned and went inside.

Jem lifted the lantern from the hook by Brody’s shoulder and followed his partner, leaving Brody alone in the dark.

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Two days later, Becky was in the barnyard feeding chickens when Brody appeared, as though she’d conjured him with the confusion she’d been feeling since that night.

“Miss Connor.” He removed his hat, squinting in the afternoon sun. “I was wondering if I might have a word?”

Becky latched the door in the fence surrounding the chicken coop- they’d been having a grey fox problem recently, and the chickens were temporarily imprisoned until someone shot the fox. She turned toward the house without another glance at Brody. “I’m very busy today, Mr. Easton: perhaps some other time.”

Brody caught Becky’s hand, and she was forced to stop, her eyes flying to his face. She tried once to tug her hand from his grasp, but saw right away that was useless and stopped tugging.

“Mr. Easton-” she began.

“Miss Connor-” Brody interrupted, still holding her hand and standing much too close.

In the sun, Brody’s eyes sparkled like smoky quartz dotted with flecks of biotite and diamond. He studied her solemnly from his greater height and Becky couldn’t find the will to speak again. Only the soft scratching and clucking of the hens broke the silence between them.

Why couldn’t she cut him? Becky wondered. Not once since that day in the library had she been able to put him from her mind or put him in his place. She knew exactly how to handle men behaving in a forward manner. Girls of her social stratum learned it early and put it to use a dozen times each year, but Becky couldn’t muster the strength to give Brody Easton a chilly look and yank her hand away. Not a single searing comment rose to her lips. Instead, she waited, her heart fluttering and her hand in his, as his eyes ran over her face like a caress.

“Miss Connor, I’d be honored if you would allow me to call on you this evening.”

Becky’s lips parted enticingly, but no words came.

Brody was so close he didn’t even have to move his feet; he just shifted his weight from one to the other, and suddenly he was much, much closer, looming over her.

Slowly, so she had plenty of time maltepe escort bayan to protest, he bent his head. His grip on her hand gentled, but he didn’t release it or move to embrace her.

On a gasp, Becky drew in the air of his last exhalation, a second before his lips touched hers.

For the first time in her life, Becky’s wits completely failed her. No, not failed her, she thought later . . . deserted her altogether. When she’d first seen him in the library, Becky had been stunned into silence by his sheer good looks, but when Mr. Easton kissed her, it wasn’t only the power of speech which deserted her. When Mr. Easton kissed her, Becky’s brain packed a trunk and lit off for parts unknown.

Brody kissed Becky and everything else in the world was drowned in the swirling, kaleidoscopic sensation of his lips on hers. Her eyes flickered and closed, a roaring sound filling her ears. He was gentle, barely pressing his lips to hers, but the kiss was devastating. He ended it before she thought to, but Brody didn’t move away, and Becky stayed in exactly the same position, her eyes closed, her head tilted back, and her lips parted.

She felt as though the seas which had once covered this part of Texas had suddenly returned, flooding familiar settings, leaving her adrift on a watery landscape where nothing looked the same.

Having spent so much time sitting on the porch with her, Brody had come to know not only the depth of Becky’s passions but the will with which she clung to her standards. Becky could be swayed from her beliefs by reason and logic, but she wasn’t one to be budged from her chosen path by the push of another person’s casual desire. Since her actions last night and her answer only a moment before made it clear that Becky wasn’t interested in his attentions, he expected her to pull away. When that didn’t happen, he expected an outburst of anger, maybe another slap. When she simply stood silently, her lovely face flushed and upturned, Brody had no choice in the matter: he kissed her again.

Becky melted.

He felt her sway, so Brody dropped her fingers and drew her into his arms. Hers wound themselves naturally around his neck. His kiss, which had been gentle, deepened when he felt her surrender. He drew her full bottom lip between his own, tipped his head, and parted her lips with his. Once, twice more he kissed her, letting his tongue play lightly across the delicious pink flesh just beyond her lips. He made himself keep his hands light and quiet on her back, when he wanted to hold her so closely not even air could come between them.

Scared, Brody told himself. She’s a virgin. She’ll be scared and shy.

Gently, he straightened, brushing the fine, soft curls away from her temple. For the first time, he noticed the deep, square scar near the edge of one eyebrow. His own brows dipped inward momentarily, but Becky’s lashes fluttered open, and Brody released her, forgetting the scar.

Becky swayed again, and he reached out to steady her, but this time she evaded him.

She stared for a few long moments, her normally expressive face empty of emotion. She stepped back and, without lowering her eyes, spoke calmly. “I’m flattered by your interest, Mr. Easton, but I don’t think that would be wise. Thank you, and good-bye.”

Unhurried, she turned and walked away.

He barely remembered riding Bear back to the bunkhouse or putting him up for the night. He didn’t undress, but did pull his boots off before falling backward onto his rough cornhusk mattress. He lay staring up at the ceiling, listening to twenty snoring cowboys, and felt nothing. He was empty.

Brody was no longer worried about whether his sexual needs could be accommodated within the confines of a traditional marriage. He didn’t give a shit about his sexual needs. Sometime between waking up with two black eyes and arguing with her about fish in the desert, Brody had come to the conclusion that he was falling in love with Rebecca Connor. After their kiss, he was sure she felt it, too, but for some reason, Rebecca Connor wanted nothing to do with him.

Brody lay awake most of the night, staring at nothing, his eyes and mouth dry, and his belly full of stone. Around dawn, he seriously considered pulling his gun from beneath the pillow, cocking it, and blowing the head off the man sleeping in the next bed, which would end Billy’s horrendous snoring, but might precipitate an even more violent episode of flatulence.

Fortunately for Billy, Brody drifted off without making a decision.

The foreman kicked his bunk an hour later, and Brody went back to work. For several days, that was all he did: work. Occasionally, he’d drink a cup of coffee, take a piss, or eat some beef and beans, but he didn’t bathe, didn’t speak, and he tried like hell not to think at all.

On the fifth day, Herman Arnold spit on Brody’s boot and got his arm broken in return, along with a split lip, a cracked tooth, and two black eyes. It took four men to break up the fight, but only one of them was holding Herman. Finally, the foreman cocked Brody in the head with the butt of his rifle, knocking him senseless. He gestured to Brody’s crumpled form. “Throw him in the creek, but don’t let him drown.”

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The Beach Head

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My wife (Jill) loves to go to the beach and sit on a beach chair while watching the surf as the sun sets. However, since we no longer live near the coast, she still dreams of those days basking in the sun near the ocean. We live in the shadows of the Rocky Mountains now, far away from any beach. However, she has grown fond of watching the summer light shows of lightning with our frequent evening thunderstorms.

One such storm hit this day.

I arrived earlier than normal when I got home from work. We have a three-car garage and the double door part is where we park our two cars. The lone single garage is where we store things like the lawn mower and garden tools. To accommodate her beach fantasy with our thunderstorm reality, she did quite an ingenious thing today.

We had moved in to our new home a little over a year ago. We still had some pretty large sections of carpet remnants left from the install on the house stored in our garage. She took a couple of pendik escort the larger ones and spread them out on the floor of the singe garage, placing them right up even to where the door closed. This formed a cozy little area where she then set up two beach chairs with a patio umbrella over them for the ambiance of sitting at the beach. She had also put a few fake tropical plants around and a small drink table in between the two chairs.

All we needed now was an ocean view to complete the picture. However, since we now lived in Colorado, all we could see gazing out the garage was a view of open space farmland. It did provide a clear view of the stormy weather that she loved to watch. Anyway, she had clearly marked out her territory in my domain! (The Garage) She was proud of it too. I thought it was cute to see her being so creative in the absence ocean front property. I told her that it might be nice to break in this piece of real estate that I was sacrificing to her cause with a blow job down payment on the land deal. She whole-heartedly agreed!

Naturally, maltepe escort we closed the garage door for this transaction. This was a private beach for the moment. We had a weight bench with an adjustable seat that had also been stored in this part of the garage. I moved it onto the carpet (beach). After taking my pants off, I sat down and adjusted it so that I was lying backward at nice relaxed angle. My wife then kneeled between my parted legs and fished out my semi-hard cock through the slit in my boxer briefs. I always knew this weight bench had been designed for just such an occasion. It was ideal in the way that it presented my cock in perfect position for her oral action as she kneeled in font of me.

She took me into her warm mouth and slowly began to lick and suck my aching cock. She passionately and expertly devoured every inch until I was all the way down her throat! You would have thought she was starving and that my cock was her most favorite food. I was so turned on by what she was doing, that it didn’t take me long to fill her mouth with kartal escort a big load of fresh hot cum. She truly enjoys my cum, and to prove it, she swallowed every drop with a grin of pleasure on her face.

I couldn’t believe what had just happened, and I wasn’t ready to quit just yet. So I got up and had her move a little closer to the weight bench so she could use it to support her upper body while she was still in a kneeling position. I then got down on my knees directly behind her and pulled her beach shorts down, revealing some beautiful beach moonlight! Her pussy was very wet. It obviously had responded to my cock giving her mouth a prized treat while she performed the “Beach Head!” My cock found new vigor, and it easily slid all the way to the hilt of her wet mound. She was so ready, and I was anxious to give that pussy the pounding it was screaming to get! I started slamming it hard and then harder. I then grabbed her ass to pull it towards me to equal the force of my cock-thrashing deep inside her. She moaned with delight. I couldn’t resist, nor did I want to, so I eagerly gave into the wave of pleasure that came over me as I filled her pussy with another fresh load of cum.

Afterwards, we both marveled at what a good time we had at the beach this evening. I hoped we could go there again, and again!

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Stolen Encounter

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I met him through a mutual friend, and to be honest, the first time we met, I found him arrogant, rude and more than a little egotistical. But the second time, I was amazed by how quickly I was drawn to him. We sat next to each other in a crowded restaurant, flirting shamelessly even though he was supposed to be there meeting another friend of mine on the off chance that they might hit it off. How strange that within a half hour of talking to him I was telling him how badly I wanted him. The following is one of the encounters we shared a couple of weeks later.

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I glance down at our intertwined fingers resting on the center console, my heart beating frantically as he absentmindedly strokes his thumb over my hand. Just moments before that hand had been buried between my legs, pushing me to a hard, brutal orgasm. I’m amazed how quickly he can make me climax, moaning and shuddering. I can’t believe I’m here again, wanting him to bury himself inside me, knowing that soon I’ll have my desire. Knowing that quick coupling in a dark parking lot is fast approaching ataşehir escort bayan makes me even more wet as he drops me at my car.

“I’ll follow you,” he says and I nod, mentally searching for a secluded area in the near vicinity. I glance in my rear view mirror for his truck and feel my face flush as I realize that my wanting of him is perfectly irrational, but just remembering our last encounter, those hot, heated moments stolen quickly, I can’t help it. He’s gorgeous, the same height as I, but beautifully muscular from rigorous workouts. His cocky smile and sexy eyes make me instantly aroused and when he slides a hand over my ass or breasts, I’m willing to do anything he wants. I’m still amazed that he wants to fuck me……

We park behind a darkened building and I slide into his truck with him. He turns to me and suddenly his mouth is on mine and I’m instantly lost. He kisses me, biting my lip, teasing with his tongue and I feel a stab of warmth at my core, wanting that tongue buried in my pussy, and I groan, wanting more. I love the way escort kadıköy he clasps a hand around my neck, forcing me to kiss him harder. He’s forceful in a way that no one has ever been and I find myself silently begging him to take me, to fuck me, use me, make me take all he can give. And when I feel I can’t endure it any longer, to force me. Then his hands and face are buried in my breasts and all reasoning leaves me.

Desperate to taste him, that sweet, musky maleness, I shove him back against the seat, in my haste fumbling with his belt until finally, FINALLY, I free him from the confines of his pants and moan at the beauty of his cock. Large, swollen, and just beginning to drip pre-cum. Greedily, I lap at him, soft animal sounds wrenching from me as I slide my lips over the head and down his shaft. I thrill to feel him surge upward into my mouth and his hand fists in my hair, urging me to continue.

“You taste so good,” I breathe and go back for more, the taste of him unbelievably arousing. And then he’s urging me to kiss him again, our tongues dueling bostancı escort and his hand once again locked around my throat. We repeat this cycle until, just when I’m ready to beg him to fuck me, he says,

“Outside, NOW.”

And there, in view of the highway, he kisses me, touches me, roughly pushes a finger into my ass as he holds me over the hood of his truck. I whimper as a small, satisfying orgasm ripples through me and then turn, dropping to my knees to take him in my mouth again. He allows me this small pleasure for a few moments until I stand before him, willing him to take me. He kisses me once, bruising, before turning me to face the hood, and bending me over, forces that beautiful cock into my ass. I gasp at the sudden invasion but buck back against him, wanting the feeling of him sliding in and out of me.

“Fuck my ass,” I beg, and he complies, fucking me hard and fast as I moan and writhe beneath him, driven by the need to cum. His hands grip my hips with brutal strength, and with that subtle show of force, I’m cumming, begging him to fill me. Moments later I feel him increase in tempo and he groans, emptying himself deep inside me.

After, his lips on mine are gentler and the cocky smile is back. When he speaks, I’m wet again.

“Next time, I want you tied to my bed.” Oh, delicious anticipation.

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Sunbathing Saturday Ch. 02

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Lori, the next door neighbor girl, and I had sex while her parents were away on the weekend. She asked me if I could slip away that same night for more fun.

I decided to get my wife drunk early in the evening and then slip away to Lori’s bed. My wife Beth was always easy to get drunk, and after a couple of beers she was passed out on the couch.

I then crept out the front door and entered our neighbor’s house. Lori had left the front door unlocked for me, and so I went right in.

Lori was sitting in front of the TV naked. She had a video playing of a sex orgy, and she was rubbing her wet pussy with her fingers. She didn’t see me watching as she sunk a digit deep into her dripping hole.

She stirred it around and then slowly pulled it out and licked it clean in her mouth. It was if she were sucking on a lollipop. I came into view and she motioned me to her.

“Lick my pussy Dan, please?”

I dropped to my knees and I started to lap that drenched hole of hers, She pulled her pussy lips apart for me as I nibbled on her clittie.

She escort bostancı was oozing as I worked my tongue and fingers all over that beautiful slit. I stood up and undid my pants. Pulling them down along with my briefs. I stripped my shirt off as well.

My cock was dangling there, pre-cum bubbling at the tip. Lori reached out, grabbed my sacs, and pulled me to her.

She inhaled my thick pole between her lips. Her mouth was making sucking noises, as she tried to take as much of my rod into her mouth as she could.

She flicking the tip of her tongue all around the crown. My cock was standing straight up by then. She got up from the couch and told me to lie on my back. I did as I was told and she moved directly above me.

Her pussy was directly over my cockhead, just inches from it. Then Lori dropped down, her pussy made a slurping sound, and she inhaled every hard inch I had.

She was groaning now, “Push that monster into me!” I ground my pelvis into her as I reached up for her small titties. I cupped them both, ümraniye escort massaged them until the tips were hard as a rock.

Lori was then sliding up and down my pole, as fast as she could manage. I reached for her asscheeks now, pulling them apart. I wanted to split that 18 year old pussy now! She was all mine and I planned to have her all to myself.

We built a rhythm together, I brought my ass up off the couch, and she met my strokes with her tight pussy. Then Lori screamed out again what she said earlier that day. “Fuck me Dan, give me all your love seed!”

I was in the mood to have her beg me for it now.

“Do you want me to make you pregnant, Lori?”

“Oh god yes, do it Dan!”

I really started to pummel her pussy, when she said that to me. I was going to give her the baby she wanted. I slammed into her one last time, and then sent my load spewing into her love passage.

“Oooohhhhh!” “Dan, that feels so hot in me!”

I kept unloading my cum into her greedy pussy. It seemed we just kept fucking like that for kartal escort bayan ages.

After we finished, Lori went down on me, licking my shaft clean of all our love juices. It didn’t take me long to become hard again. This time she led me into the bathroom. We both entered the shower stall and let the hot water rinse us off.

I was standing behind Lori in the tub. My cock was directly against her back. She was wiggling her ass , letting my shaft run up and down her crack. I told her to bend at the waist, which she did. I took hold of my shaft and I eased it into her pussy one more time.

I slipped in easily. Between the water and our love cum, I was able to get deeper than before. I held her hips, I began to fill her. She pushed her ass back, as I gave her more and more of my cock. This girl could really put the clamps on my dick! All I could think of was unloading another round of my seed into her wet pussy.

I pushed as hard as I could, nearly lifting her off her feet. Then I grunted and blew the remaining cum into her sweet belly. I stroked her a little while longer and then I finally slipped out of her.

We went back to bed and promptly feel asleep. In the morning I slipped away, back to my wife, who had yet to awake.

This was going to be one exciting, tiring, summer it seemed!

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Take a Picture for Me

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FLASH! The camera whirred. She picked it up from the bathroom counter and turned it around to see the captured image. There, on the small color screen of the digital camera was a pert, pink nipple. Not just any nipple. It was her nipple, and it was engorged to its fullness.

It rose from her breast like a large eraser, or the end of your pinky finger.

She had pulled on it, pinched it, and rubbed it between her thumb and forefinger. She did all of this because he asked her to do it.

“I want a picture of your nipple,” he had typed in the email. “I want a close-up shot of your nipple after you’ve tugged on it, and pinched it. When you’re so turned on by the simple act of what you’re doing, take the picture and send it to me.”

So here she was, locked safely in the bathroom with the sink faucet running to hide the sound. She had to hide. She was hiding from her husband and her children. How could she explain this to them?

“So you see, honey, I’m taking this picture for my online friend. We’ve been sharing pictures of each other. Sexy pictures. Naked pictures. It turns me on to know that he’s looking at me and getting an erection harder than steel.”

No, that would never do. So she would keep her secret. Her online anonymous male friend. They would never meet. They would never see each other’s faces. They would never know each other’s names. She was safe to ask him anything, and tell him all of her secret fantasies. He would not judge her, only listen, and then tell her his own erotic secrets.

She looked again at the picture. It did look good. She always liked her breasts. Even though they were changing with age, and no longer the perky little ones she had enjoyed in her teen years, her breasts were still nice to escort kartal look at.

They were also so sensitive. She loved it when her husband would suck and nibble on them. He could do that for hours and she could let him do it. He would suck on them until she began a soft moaning, then he would lightly bite them with his teeth and tug.

It was like a path had developed between her tits and her pussy. Sometimes all she had to do was bare her breasts to her husband and she got wet between her legs.

She found herself staring into the bathroom mirror. She was wearing a pair of khaki shorts, but she was topless. Her breasts were on display in the mirror.

Slowly she watched her own hands slide upward to her breasts. It was as if they were belonged to a stranger. She ran her hands all over her breasts, lifting them up and letting them jiggle back into place. A little more jiggle these days, but still firm and proud.

She took both nipples in her hands, lightly pinching them between her thumbs and forefingers. She thought about last night.

She had read his stories on the internet, and was so turned on. She checked on her children to make sure they were asleep. Then she stripped down to a pair of socks and went looking for her husband. He was pleased and surprised when she walked into the kitchen. He had gone into the kitchen for a drink of water, but that was quickly forgotten. She came to him, rose on her tiptoes and kissed him long and hard.

His hands went first around her back, but quickly slid down to her ass. He cupped her butt cheeks in his powerful hands and squeezed.

“Mmmmmm,” she had moaned. “Meet me in the bedroom?”

“Nawww,” he replied, “I’m going to watch some television.”

She maltepe escort gave him the look. The look that said, “Now, or never, ever, ever again.”

He laughed and moved towards her, pulling his shirt over his head as he walked.

The night had ended with her leaning backwards on the pillows. She was naked with her legs spread as wide as they could go. She had her hands pulled up behind her head. She was totally exposed. The only thing missing was the ropes to hold her in that position.

He had one hand around her back and pinching her nipples with his strong fingers. His mouth was sucking and nibbling on her other nipple while his other hand rapidly fingered her clit. From time to time, he would move his hand from her pussy and smear the hot juices on her nipple. Then, he would suck on that nipple like he was devouring sweet nectar.

Again, that path between tits and pussy drove her over the edge. She came so hard. So hard that she nearly knocked him out when her head rose up, and then slammed into the pillows with a stunning force as her orgasm overtook her.

She rewarded him with equal pleasure. She fondled and stroked and sucked his hard cock until he too was slamming his head into the pillows. She didn’t tell him what had inspired her to act this way. He didn’t really care. He had been given great sex and nothing else mattered.

Thinking back onto that night and the great sex that had developed because of her online friend, she decided to go one step further. He deserved a special treat. She gave her nipples one last tug, and then dropped them down to her shorts. In seconds they were on the floor, quickly followed by her panties. She set the timer and placed the camera on the bathroom counter.

FLASH. pendik escort bayan The camera perfectly captured the rear view of her entire naked body.

“Oh, he’s going to love this,” she thought to herself. Her ass was perfectly framed and her long brown hair was flowing down her back.

The added extra bonus was that she had turned her body just enough to show the profile of her left breast. You could even make out the nipple.

She couldn’t take it any longer. She sat down on the bathroom rug and began fingering her clit with her left hand. Her right hand went to her left breast and pulled and tugged on the nipple. She thought about him opening the email, downloading the attached pictures and then stroking his hard cock.

She would tell him to print the picture out and shoot his hot cum onto it. She would tell him that she wanted him to cum on her body. She wanted to feel the hot cum splash against her breasts. She imagined how it would really feel to have him standing above her, jacking his cock to the view of her masturbating. Her breathing grew rapid just as her fingers increased their temp on her clit.

“Unnnggghhh!” she moaned through her clenched teeth as her orgasm rippled through her. “Mmmmph! Unnph!”

As she finally pulled her fingers from her suddenly sensitive clit, she clamped her thighs tight and let her breath out with a “Phhhssssewww!” She lay there, weakly on the bathroom rug as the tremors slowly worked their magic.

Finally, she forced herself to get up, and pull her clothes on.

As she was washing her hands, she noticed how flushed her face looked.

“Freshly fucked,” she thought to herself, “No, freshly fingered.”

She brushed her hair out, and gave her clothes one last look, then left the bathroom.

Her husband was sound asleep in his easy chair, the football game droning on without his attention.

She went to the computer and opened her email account. She sent the pictures to her friend with the title, “You earned it.”

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