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... session, Henry had reinserted the inflatable buttplug. He was fascinated with gape. Having rested for a few hours, Henry reinspected my pussy ... told me to lay on the bed, doggystyle with pillows supporting my stomach.

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Indian Wife Plays With Construction Workers




"Tarun." my wife said one night after dinner after putting our 8-year old son Apu to bed.

"Yes, Purva?" I replied.

"How serious are you about the whole open marriage thing?"

"What?"

"You know, what you keep bringing up every few weeks. That we should experiment. With other people."

I looked at Purva with surprise. She had a curious expression on her face. Wow, she had actually brought up the topic herself! My heart jumped with joy.

Purva and I are both 32 years old, and have been married for ten years. Before that, we dated for four years in college. People talk about seven year itches. It has been f******n years of us being faithful to each other. Obviously, a lot of sameness and staleness had set in. There was also the fact that we had lost our virginities to each other, so we had never been with anyone else.

Like most men, I started flirting with the idea of experimentation. Threesomes, foursomes, wife swapping, were all things I read about online.
For years I had fantasized about sharing my wife with someone else. And sl**ping with other women. But for years, I kept my fantasies and thoughts to myself.

I finally decided to broach the subject soon after we turned thirty, and we had been through an exceptionally mediocre sexual phase. We were having sex about once a fortnight, and not memorable sex at that. Which was a shame. Because my wife was still a hot woman. In fact, even hotter than when we had started dating, if that were possible.

c***dbirth and subsequent years had been good on her, and she had gone from being a slim svelte pretty young lady with medium sized boobs to a curvy attractive woman with big boobs. After Apu was born, she quit her job and became a full time stay at home mom. But it did not make her swell up like some other housewives. She still had a flat stomach, but everything else was curved in the most delectable ways. I too was physically in a much better shape than in college. I worked out regularly, had lost the tiny tire I used to have around my belly, and still had a thick head of hair, unlike some of my balding ageing friends.

Both of us got complimented on how great we looked, especially by friends who had let themselves go. So the lean sex phase, at least for me, was not because I stopped finding my wife attractive. I just craved some newness.

When I first brought up the idea, Purva got really upset. She accused me of having my eye on some young hot woman, which is why I was broaching the topic of an open marriage. I protested saying I wasn't looking for a license to cheat. If I wanted to, I could have affairs on the side (which was true). But I was interested in both of us exploring our horizons. Looking for variety. With complete honesty. I wanted us to be "open" in the truest sense of the word.

But Purva would have none of it. That fight lasted a day, and I dropped the subject. Since then, I would try to bring it up casually. Maybe forward her a story from literotica. She always reacted angrily in the initial days. But of late, she had started just calmly turning my idea down.

Two years later, it seemed like I pretty much had no chance of any experimentation. So I had not broached the subject in months. Which is why Purva bringing it up by herself delighted me. And I could not help just grin at her stupidly.

"Well? How serious are you?" Purva asked again.

"Very serious, Purva." I said, with a smile.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, absolutely. Why?"

"Have you thought about the repercussions of fantasy turning into reality? It is one thing to fantasize about your wife sl**ping with someone else. To deal with the practical implications is a wholly different thing." she said.

"I know it won't be easy. But it'll work both ways. You will also have to deal with the idea of me with someone else."

"To be honest, that has been the biggest stumbling block for me for this open marriage idea." Purva tilted her head and said. "I don't know if I can stomach the idea of you sl**ping with some other woman. Even if it is when I am around like in a threesome. Hell, especially if I am around."

"Okay."

"But you are alright with the idea of me fooling around with other men? Really?" Purva asked.

"Yes, I am. All that matters to me is honesty. I am alright with the idea of you with other men." I said with conviction. I had fantasized about it for years. Yes, getting to sl**p with other women would be great. But honestly, what turned me on much more was the idea of my beautiful wife with someone else. With or without me being around.

"I agree that you think you are. But I don't know if you actually will be." Purva said.

I looked at Purva, and sat back with my hands on my head.

"What's going on, Purva? What brought this on?"

Purva shifted uncomfortably and winced a little.

"Well....." she said and paused "I have been getting some obvious and blatant passes made at me recently. And in the interest of honesty, I must say I am a little intrigued."

That seemed like a benign thing. Purva, like I said, was incredibly attractive. Guys made passes at her all the time. Heck, some of my colleagues often flirted with her blatantly, often right in front of me.

"Guys make passes at you all the time." I said. "What has intrigued you this time?"

"Okay, you might freak out and end this open marriage thing altogether, but....." Purva said, "I am talking about the construction guys."

"Construction guys? You mean the ones working on the house next door?" Our neighbor had sold his old house, and the person who bought it had knocked it down and was building a new one. A construction crew had been working on the site for a few months now.

"Yes."

"What passes are they making?"

"Well, when I am outside, they will start singing suggestive songs. Whistle occasionally."

"That's it?"

"That was until today."

"What happened today?"

"Nothing major. Two of them came over to the house to make a phone call. And they were blatantly checking me out, whispering to each other, and again making suggestive comments."

"Okay."

"And what intrigued me was the proximity to them. Their dirty sweaty bodies. Their swarthy looks. The aggression in their body language. It all...well...sort of excited me."

"Really?"

"I know this might creep you out. But if we are to.....experiment, I am personally more attracted to the idea of experimenting with some of these lower class blue collar guys, than middle class folks like us."

I stared at Purva with my mouth open.

"That freaks you out, doesn't it?" Purva asked, raising her voice a little bit.

"No, not really." I said, shaking my head. "To be honest, of all the erotic stories I read online, the ones that I like the most are the ones with educated women with lower class guys. I just never mentioned it to you because I thought you might find the idea disgusting."

"It is disgusting. Which is what excites me so much. Does that make sense?" Purva said, cocking her eyebrows.

"Yes, perfectly." I said. "So these two guys who came over. Tell me about them."

"One of them was an absolute Greek god. Tall, well-built, ruggedly handsome face. He is young, probably 20 or so. He is the one I was attracted to. The other guy is forgettable. Short, about my height, average built, and old. The old guy was the more blatant one though."

"Hmmm... so what are you thinking of doing next?"

"Well, I am not sure. I am not experienced in these matters."

"So do you think....." she started saying when we both heard Apu call out for her.

We both rushed to his room. He had had a bad dream. He was shivering and crying. We consoled him, and eventually had to let him sl**p in our bed that night. Which meant no further discussion was possible.
The next morning too, Apu was awake and getting ready for school, as I was getting ready for work. So we couldn't talk about it. I left for work, and had a busy day. When I came back in the evening, Purva was helping Apu with his homework. Then we had dinner. Watched TV. Finally at 10 pm, Apu went to bed, and we got some time alone.

I was in bed already. Purva brushed her teeth and joined me in bed. She snuggled up next to me, and put her head on my chest.

"So, should we pick up our conversation where we left it off yesterday?" I asked.

She didn't say anything.

"Well?"

"Actually, something happened today." she said.

"Huh?"

"Nothing major, Tarun. Just that the two guys from yesterday came over to make a phone call again."

"Ah." I said.

"And this time, they asked if they could wait for a return call. Something about when to expect the new batch of material or something. I paused and considered their question. One of them, the young dishy one, sensed my discomfort and said they could leave, and I could just have them over when the phone call came."

"And what did you say?"

"I told them it was fine if they waited. They both sat on the floor. And I just stood around wondering what I should do. The older one asked me if they could have some water. And I, out of habit, asked them if they would like some tea as well. They said yes."

"So you made them tea. What else?"

"Let me tell you in sequence." Purva said, slapping me gently on my cheek. "So I went to the kitchen and started making tea. A few seconds later, the old guy walked into the kitchen. He was the one who always checked me out blatantly. As I made tea, he just stared at me. I started feeling uncomfortable. I wished the young guy had been there instead. But this old man was here, just staring at me. So I asked him what his name was. Sajid, he answered. Then he said the other one was his nephew, named Rasul."

"What then?" I asked.

"Don't interrupt. Let me tell you things one at a time." Purva said.

(Purva narrates->)

"What is your name?" Sajid asked me.

"Purva." I said.

"How old are you, Purva?" Sajid asked, referring to me just by my name. No Purva madam or Purva memsahib or anything, like someone like him would usually say.

"32." I answered.

"32? Hmmm.... that old and only one c***d?" he asked.

"Yes."

"Surprising."

"Why surprising?"

"My first wife, by the time she was 32, already had six k**s. And she is not even half as pretty as you."

"What does prettiness have to do with it?" I asked, genuinely confused, blushing a little at his compliment.

"I couldn't control myself." he said, winked and started laughing. "Looks like your husband has a lot of self-control."

I didn't say anything. I was a bit shocked at how quickly he was making sexual innuendos.

"If I was married to you, you would have a dozen k**s by now." he said, and laughed some more.

I stayed silent again. The tea was almost ready. I reached for the sugar box on the shelf.

"Let me help you." he said, and lunged forward.

It's not like the shelf was too high or anything. And he's not too tall anyway. But it was obvious what his intention was. He pressed his body close to mine, and his arm was touching mine as we both reached for the sugar box. My hand was already gripping it. He pressed his hand onto mine. And just stayed like that.

I was surprised at his sudden move. His body was almost hugging mine, and I could feel his crotch against my ass. He stayed like that, and so did I for a few seconds. I think he was testing my limits. He was checking to see if I would push him off. And I wanted to. But.....but the touch of a strange male body felt so different. And there was that workman odor he had - of sweat and dirt and grime. I was almost intoxicated.

Soon I came to my senses, and shook him off. He immediately stepped back. I looked at him with anger in my eyes. He just smiled.

"How old are you?" I asked in an upset voice.

"55." he said.

"You are old enough to be my father." I said.

"Does that turn you on?" he asked and winked.

I was about to say something nasty in response, when the phone rang.

"That's our call." he said and rushed out of the kitchen.

I was obviously shaken. A little bit intrigued at his aggression, but also a bit scared. I was almost shivering. A couple of minutes later, I composed myself, poured the tea in cups, and walked out with the tray.

Sajid had by then finished the phone call and was sitting on the floor whispering something to his nephew Rasul. As soon as I walked in, Sajid stopped whispering. Rasul looked at me and suppressed a snicker.

I was still a bit upset. I put the tray on the table and sat on the couch. They both took a cup each and started drinking.

"Outstanding. This is the best tea I have ever had." Sajid said in a loud voice. "What is your secret, Purva?"

"It's just tea." I said.

"No secret ingredient?" he asked.

"It's just tea." I said again.

"Then it is your delicious touch that makes it so good." Sajid said, and Rasul started giggling.

We sat in silence as they drank the tea. Both of them stealing glances at me and occasionally giggling. I reached for a magazine and started reading. Finally, they finished their tea, and started to leave.

"Thanks for the tea." Sajid said, walking out the door.

(Purva's narration ends)

I had been listening to Purva with a mixture of jealousy and excitement. The idea of a 55-year old construction worker feeling up my wife in our own kitchen seemed so wrong, yet so exciting. the episode had been relatively benign, but I had a major hard-on.

"Well, what do you...." Purva started asking, but was interrupted my kiss. I jumped on top of her and started stripping her naked.

She reached for my pants. And we had the best, most passionate sex in ages. Twenty minutes later, we were both naked in each others arms.

"I am so relieved." Purva said breathlessly.

"Relieved?"

"Yes, I wasn't sure how you would react. I thought you might get upset. But your reaction shows me that you were at least partly right about your own attitude towards this."

"So what next?" I asked.

"Only time will tell." she said and we kissed again.

I got up and opened the window. I could see the house next door. And I saw a small bonfire in front of it. A dozen or so workers were gathered around it, smoking and playing cards. I wondered what the future held for them, and for us.

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The excitement of that was followed by a lull. The men did not come over for the next few days, and Purva started wondering if they read her haughty reaction to mean their advances were unwelcome. And they were scared she might call the cops or something. For four days, every time I asked Purva if something had happened, her reaction was in the negative.

The fifth day when I came home, I could sense something had happened, based on two things. First, her attire. Purva, like any Indian housewife, usually wore a sari or salwar kameez at home. But that day when I came home, she was wearing a knee-length skirt and a blouse. Second, she had a very sly smile on her face when she spoke to me. Obviously, she could not say anything in front of our son. But I was sure that things had moved forward today.

"So I'm guessing you have a report to make." I said, when she walked into the bedroom later that night, and bolted the door shut.

"Yes." she said, jumping on the bed and hugging me.

"Alright, start your report."

"Well, I was growing impatient of waiting for something to happen. So after Apu's school bus left, I dug into the closet and took these clothes out. I put them on, made tea, and with the cup, walked out to the front yard. I sat on a chair there and started drinking the tea. I could see the workers stealing glances at me. But I could not see Sajid or Rasul anywhere. For a while at least. Then Sajid's head popped over the fence."

Purva continued,

"He asked me if I was having tea and I said yes. He asked if he and Rasul could come over for some when he had a lunch break. I nonchalantly said okay, but in my mind I was happy at the prospect of having Rasul around again. I just wished this old fart wouldn't tag along. He said they'd come by at noon. For the next few hours, I was agog with excitement. And some fear. Had I been a little too forward? Would things go out of control? I could not wait for noon."
(Purva narrates)

Then at noon, the doorbell rang. I opened it to see Sajid and Rasul standing there, with wide smiles on their faces. I asked them to come in, and walked to the kitchen. Sajid followed me. Rasul, much to my annoyance, stayed in the living room.

"We wanted to come by before, but we weren't sure it would be a good idea." Sajid said, standing right next to me.

"It's okay." is all I could say.

Sajid stared at me as I put the water on the stove and stood there waiting for it to boil. I looked into his eyes, and I could see some uncertainty. There was an awkward silence.

"So how is Rasul related to you?" I asked to fill in the void.

"He is my 3rd wife's elder b*****r's son."

"Third wife? You got divorced twice?" I asked.

"No." he said laughing. "I am married to them all. The law in India allows us Muslims to have four wives, remember?"

"Oh yes." I said, feeling sheepish. "So....three wives, huh?"

"Yeah. The first one is my age. The second is in her 40s. The third is in her late 30s."

"Do they all live together?" I asked.

"No. The first two live in our village with the k**s. The third is here. She works on the construction site too."

"Okay. So you have quite a large f****y, with three wives."

"I am allowed a 4th one if you're interested." Sajid said, winked and then, out of the blue, spanked me on my ass.

I looked at him in shock. The smile left his face, and he stared at me, as if waiting for something to happen. I just scowled at him and started putting tea leaves in the water. My heart was going faster than a jet engine. The small talk had lulled me into a sense of comfort, and his sudden assault on my ass was surprising. But it felt naughtily good. I would have ideally preferred that the handsome Rasul was the one making advances. But even coming from this old ugly man, that touch tickled something in me.

A couple of minutes went by, and it was time to put the sugar in. I reached for it, half expecting what happened next. Much like the other day, he lunged forward. But this time, he reached it before me. His body touching mine, he took the the sugar box. Then he wrapped his arms around me, closing me in an embrace. Once again, I was intoxicated by his masculine aroma. And the feel of his unfamiliar body against mine. His mouth was next to my right ear and I could feel his warm breath on my cheek.

I stood there, in his embrace, drinking in the unfamiliarly erotic feeling of being in this swarthy man's bear hug. He then opened the sugar box, and said in my ear,

"Add the sugar."

I took the box from his hand, and as I started pouring the sugar in, I felt his hands move to my breasts. He fondled them gently over the blouse for a few seconds. I added the sugar and just stood there, as he continued to massage my boobs, and started squeezing them hard. I started moaning, and rested my body against his, when I felt something poke against my butt. His erection. That was too much for me. And I shook his embrace off.

Sensing my struggle, Sajid let go and stepped back. I looked at him. A huge bulge was visible in his trousers. I stared at his crotch for a couple of seconds and then looked away.

"Please wait outside." I breathlessly said.

He nodded and walked out of the kitchen.

A few minutes later, I regained my composure and walked out with the tea cups on a tray. The two drank the tea. And then left.

(Purva's narration ends)

"So what do you think?" Purva asked me.

"This Sajid fella moves fast, huh?"

"Yes. He went from an accidental feel to a full fledged fondle in two occasions." she said. "Are you sure you want me to move forward? or is this level enough for you?"

"I leave it up to you." I said.

"You do realize what his next step might be?" Purva asked, staring into my eyes.

"Yes."

"I will try to go slow. Step by step. But after letting him go this far, there's only so much I can control the proceedings, Tarun."

I nodded. Just the thought of what lay ahead had turned me on. And I could see from the look on Purva's face that she was excited as well. I kissed her, and again, we started making madly passionate love. I didn't remember the last time Purva was this animated in bed. I convinced myself that was a good thing.

---------

At work the next day, I had difficulty concentrating. I knew that something major would happen today. But how far would it go? My mind kept coming up with the wildest possibilities, and I was equally excited and disgusted by them. I barely touched my lunch, and the colleagues I ate with even asked me what was on my mind.

After lunch, I decided I could not wait till the night. I had to know. I called up my home number. It rang over a dozen times before there was an answer.

"Hello." a male voice replied.

"Hello, who is this?" I asked.

"Who do you want?" the voice replied.

I thought of what to say. Should I call Purva to the phone? Who was I talking to? Was this Sajid himself? Or was it Rasul?

"Ask who it is, Rasul." I heard Purva's faint voice, clearly from a distance.

"I am." Rasul it was. "Who is it?"

"Sorry, wrong number." I said and hung up.

Yep, something was happening for sure. The question was, what. I did not want to interrupt anything, or complicate matters. At the same time, I was dying of curiosity. I tried my best to focus on my work. But ten minutes later, my cellphone rang. It was from my home.

"Did you call?" Purva started without any preamble.

"Yes, I did. Sorry if I...." I started saying.

"Don't be sorry. I am glad you called. Things were moving too fast anyway."

"What happened?"

Purva was silent for a while.

"Can we talk about this later tonight?" she finally asked.

"I'd rather hear about it right now." I said.

"Aren't you busy at work?" she said.

"I am too distracted anyway. Just tell me."

I could hear Purva take a deep breath and then say,

"Okay. so the two came over during their lunch break again. Again, Sajid followed me into the kitchen while Rasul waited outside. This time though, Sajid did not allow me to make tea right away."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I was wearing a housecoat. You know my grey one, with buttons all the way down the front?"

"Yeah, I know."

"As soon as we entered the kitchen, he started unbuttoning it. And I did not resist."

"Wow. Right away, huh?"

"I told you, things are bound to move fast now."

"Anyway, what next?"

"He had all the buttons off in a few seconds. And the sides of the coat opened, showing a lot of my body."

"What were you wearing underneath?"

"I was wearing black bra and panties, which he could now see. I stood there uncomfortably, aware that this was the first time anyone except you had seen me in my underwear. Sajid stared at me hungrily for a few seconds, and then took me in his arms. He started running his rough hands all over my body, breathing loudly."

"What were you doing?"

"I was..." she paused. "I was running my hands over his back too."

"Just his back?"

"At that moment, yes, just his back." Purva said. "He put his hands under the coat and fondled me all over for a while, and then started massaging my boobs from over my bra. He then put his face in my cleavage and started licking me there."

"Licking you?"

"Almost slobbering. He then scooped my boobs out of the bra. And my boobs were hanging there, out of my bra."

"Oh fuck!" I said, suddenly aware that I was sitting in my office with a raging hard on.

"He started bitting my nipples, saying how perfect my boobs were."

"Fuck, Purva, I wish I was there with you right now."

"A little while later." Poorva said sounding breathless, "he dug his thumbs into the waistband of my panties. NO, I said to him. I wasn't ready for it. He ignored me and started sliding them down anyway, and I slapped his hand hard and pulled them back up. Sajid angrily grabbed my hair, yanked my head back and stared into my eyes enraged. NO, I said, shaking my head."

"Did he f***e you?"

"No. But he did roughly turn me around so that my back was now facing him. And I could feel his erection poking against my butt again."

"Was it....big?" I asked.

"Yes. It felt big. He put both hands on my boobs and started dry humping me. Really hard, with his erection hidden behind his trousers poking at my butt. As if we were having sex. He did that for a minute or two and even through his pants and my housecoat, his erection would occasionally hit me.....there. I was beginning to lose control. Alarms were going off in my head. That's when....that's when the phone rang."

"Ah, my call." I said.

"Yes. As soon as the phone rang, we both froze. Rasul yelled, the phone is ringing. I tried to break free of Sajid's hug but he held me tight. Rasul's voice now sounded very close when he said again, the phone is ringing. I panicked, realizing that Rasul would walk in any moment, and see me in a state of undress, locked in his uncle's embrace. Let me go, I started pleading with Sajid. He did. I started buttoning my housecoat, but it was too late. Rasul walked in, said - the phone - and just stood there, staring at me. Go and answer it you fool, Sajid yelled, and Rasul ran out uncomfortably."

"So that's why he answered it."

"Yes. I heard Rasul answer the phone. I yelled and asked him who it was. He did not say anything. So I walked out, my housecoat almost all buttoned up. He said it was a wrong number. But I got a feeling it might have been you."

"So what happened after that?"

"After that I noticed Rasul staring at my chest. Since I had forgotten to tuck my boobs back into the bra cups, the outline of my boobs was very visible through the housecoat. And my nipples, rock hard, were poking. I immediately folded my hands over it. Then Sajid said, let's go make tea again. I was too shook up. I said no, it's time for you to go. The stern voice in which I said it made things amply clear. And they left."

We were both silent for a while.

"I am coming home right away, Purva. I absolutely need to fuck you right now."

"I was hoping you would."

I waited for my erection to subside, made up an excuse for my boss, and sprinted out of the office.

----------

This was the first time in literally a few years that we had sex in the afternoon. I would have liked nothing more than to have another go, but it was almost time for Apu to come back from school so we got dressed and sat in the living room.

"Tarun, it is time for you to think long and hard about what I should do next." Purva said, moving into my arms.

"What do you mean?"

"Do you want me to just stop all this?"

"No way. This has livened up our sex life so much." I said.

"Yes, it has. But so far it has been limited to petting and fondling and semi-nudity. Which, I admit, is a lot farther than I would have ever thought of going with anyone but you. Nevertheless, you need to keep one undeniable fact in mind."

"What?"

"These guys are difficult to control. And they talk amongst each other. Word might get out. Are you ready for those consequences?" Purva said.

Just her saying it made me feel a tug in my pants again. But her point was well taken.

"I don't think anyone would believe some laborers' gossip anyway." I said.

And we heard Apu's school bus pull up in front of the house. We both walked out the door and waited as Apu ran towards us. I looked at the house next door. There were a a lot of construction workers milling around. As Purva hugged Apu and picked him up, she whispered to me,

"Green shirt. By the pile of bricks. Sajid."

And I saw him. He was not much to look at. He had gray hair. And was not very tall. I would normally not even have noticed him if he passed me on the street. But he was there. And he was looking in our direction. Our eyes met for a brief second and then I looked away.
The next day, when I was leaving for work, Purva told me to call home at 1 pm. She said she needed that call as an interruption of sorts to help her evaluate the situation. It would stop her from getting carried away, she reasoned.

So at 1 pm, I dialed my home number.

"Hello." Purva answered it.

"This is your 1 pm call." I said, laughing.

"Yeah, well, in a way it's too late."

"In what way?"

"It's just that today was Sajid and Rasul's day off."

"Oh, so they didn't come over?"

"Of course they did. They came over right after Apu's bus left. That's why the 1 pm call is too late."

"Ohh....so...what happened?"

"Let's talk about it tonight."

"No, it's okay. I have time."

"Yes, but I don't. They'll be back soon."

"What???"

"Yeah. They went to have lunch. And..." that's when I heard the doorbell. "...oh, there they are. I'll see you tonight. Love you."

And she hung up. They came over right after Apu left! And they are back. There was so much I wanted to know. But it would have to wait.

The day seemed to pass slower than ever. I tried to immerse myself in work, but even that didn't help. Finally when I got home, I was about to die of curiosity.

"Yes, I know you must be on pins and needles. So I did you a favor." Purva said as soon as I walked in.

"Favor?"

"Yeah, I had my s****r pick up Apu. So I can tell you about everything that happened. And then we'll go pick him up after that."

"Great. So, start."

"Okay." we sat down on the couch and Purva started narrating. "Like I told you, today was their day off. So they dropped in as soon as Apu left for school. In fact Sajid said they had been waiting for the bus to leave."

(Purva narrates)

After Apu left, I was about to go shower, like always. I had stripped down to my panties, and was about to take them off when the doorbell rang. I thought it might be some hawker or salesman, so I put on my bathrobe, the one that goes all the way to my knees, and answered the door. I was surprised to see Sajid and Rasul standing there.

"So your boy is off to school, huh?" Sajid said, striding in as if he owned the house. I noticed that both the men were looking clean. As Sajid explained, it was their day off, so they did not have any dust or grime or sweat on them.

"What do you want?" I asked.

But ignoring my question, Sajid said,

"What is this dress?"

"It's a bathrobe."

"Bathrobe? I have never seen you wear this dress."

"It is not worn as a dress. It is worn to cover up when you are about to shower, or after you're done showering."

"Like a towel?"

"Yes."

"So you are about to go shower?" Sajid asked.

"Yes, I was. until you barged in." I said.

Sajid started pulling at the lapel, exposing some of my chest.

"What are you doing?" I said, slapping his hand away.

"Ah, so you're naked under it?" Sajid said and laughed. Rasul chuckled nervously.

"No." I said. "I have my panties on."

"Show me." Sajid said and pulling at the robe again.

"No." I said and fought him off.

"What's the problem? I've seen you like that before!" he said, sounding genuinely puzzled.

"Rasul is here." I whispered in Sajid's ear.

"So what? He also saw you like that, remember?" Sajid said, making my ears go red in shame. "In fact, you should do the poor boy a favor and show him so he can take a careful look."

"No." I said, and started walking away. Sajid followed me as I walked towards the bedroom.

"I thought you were going to shower."

"Now I am not. I am going to get dressed." I said. "Why are you in the bedroom with me?"

Sajid had followed me, and was now fondling my ass. He closed the bedroom door.

"Well, now there is no Rasul. At least now open the robe."

I sighed and opened the robe. Sajid whistled as my boobs came in view. I opened the closet and started looking for clothes to wear. Sajid came and started playing with my boobs again.

"Sajid." I said, annoyed that his hands were in my way as I tried to get some clothes out. "Stop it."

He swiftly moved his hands lower. His right hand touched my pussy mound over my panties.

"Sajid!" I said, trying to slap his hand away. But he started rubbing me. And within seconds, had located where my clit was. "Ohhhhhh..."

I had no idea an old low class laborer would be this good with his fingers. I thought him to be the type who just fucked his wives and rolled over. But he clearly had other skills.

"You like that?" he said. I only moaned in response. He then slowly moved his fingers to the edge of the panties and poked inside, touching my clit directly. He rubbed it gently, his rough workman fingers creating sensations that your fingers never have. I was like putty in his hands.

He decided to take advantage of the pliable mood I was in and with his other hand started sliding the panties down. A part of me wanted to stop him. But his fingers had me in a totally different zone. So I let him slide the panties down and soon I was naked under my open bathrobe. In his arms.

He moved me towards the bed and put me down on it, on my back, all the while working on my clit with his fingers. He then started licking my nipples, his tongue making a circular motion on each of them turn by turn. And I noted the tickling sensation of his stubble against my boobs. His fingers meanwhile were working really fast. And combined with his tongueplay with my nipples, I could not take it any more. I started having an orgasm, a big one. I tried to make sure I wasn't yelling too hard, but I am sure Rasul held my cries. I thrashed around on the bed for a while, until the orgasm swept over.

Sajid smiled in appreciation of his handiwork, and moved his hand from my crotch to his pants. He started unbuttoning them, and slid them down. And there it was. His dick, in my full view for the first time. The first dick I had ever seen apart from yours. It was circumcised, obviously, with a thick nasty looking head. His pubic hair was also grey. And he had enormous balls. I was transfixed looking at it.

Sajid got on top of me and parted my legs.

"No, no." I said, coming to my senses and putting my hand on my pussy.

"What?" he said.

"Not yet." I pleaded with him. He pleaded with me. I told him I was not ready yet. He could not understand what my problem was. I was already almost naked. I had just orgasmed in front of him. Fucking seemed like the next logical step.

"So what am I supposed to do?" he said angrily.

In response, I got up and got on my knees. His dick was now right in front of my face. Like a museum exhibit, I was staring at it again. And then....I took it in my mouth. As much as I could. He was clearly taken aback by that.

"What a strange woman you are, Purva." he said, spanking my butt. "Other women say, do it down there, but not in the mouth. You want it in the mouth?"

I noted to myself how right he was. Even when we started dating, it was a year after we had sex that I actually started feeling comfortable giving you a blowjob. And here I was, sucking on a strange man's dick in my own bedroom. That awareness turned me on even more and I started sucking his dick even more enthusiastically.

I sucked the top half like a lollypop, while using a jacking motion on the base. Occasionally, I would cradle his balls, and marvel at how massive they were. As I gave him the blowjob, he kept playing with my hanging boobs and nipples. He pulled my open bathrobe up until it was bunched over my back and started playing with my ass too. Making appreciative groans once in a while. After about five minutes, I could sense he was about to cum.

I may have sucked his dick, but letting him cum in my mouth seemed like a step too far. So I took the dick out, and he sprayed his cum all over my tits.

"Okay, now go and let me get dressed." I said, pushing him out of the bedroom with some difficulty.

I took some time to get dressed. I first had to clean all his cum off. Then choose something appropriate. Teasing and accessible, yet not too revealing, lest I lose control. I finally chose a knee-length skirt and button down top. And then walked out of the bedroom.

(Purva's narration ends)

"So big step as you see. Got almost naked, had him finger me and gave him a blowjob." Purva summarized.

I already had a raging hard on. With her narration ended, I leaped at her. And we made love on the couch right there.

Fifteen minutes later, after Purva had cleaned up, she said to me.

"So you are clearly okay with all that I told you."

"Yes, it's incredible."

"Good. that was just the start. What follows is a bit more shocking."

"What happened next?" I asked. Purva settled down on the couch next to me, naked, and said,

"When I walked out of the bedroom, I saw a sight that almost knocked me off my feet. I had left the living room with only Rasul there. Now, with Rasul and Sajid, there were four more guys, sitting on the couch and chairs, giggling and talking."

"What?"

"Yup. I was flabbergasted. Sajid saw the look on my face and said he had told them all about my tea, so they had come for a taste. So could I please make tea for all of them?"

"Yeah right, tea." I snickered.

"I know. I was pissed off. Here I was, just getting used to the presence of these two guys, and Sajid brought in more guys! I started regretting giving him a blowjob. With an obvious look of displeasure on my face, I went to the kitchen."

"And I bet Sajid followed you in?"

"No, he did not. He was sitting out there like a host entertaining guests. Acting like the man of the house. I made the tea, and took it to the living room. I handed everyone their cups, and just as I was about to sit on an empty spot next to Sajid, when he pulled me onto his lap."

"In front of them? And you let him?" I asked, shocked.

"Well, I was a bit scandalized. But to be honest, I was also a little turned on. Here was this old construction worker treating me like his property in front of these other construction workers."

"What did the others say?"

"Nothing. They all seemed to be suppressing their giggles. Sajid pulled me on his lap, put his arm around me, resting one hand on my thigh, and kept talking. They were all talking about the construction work. No one was directly acknowledging my presence, just stealing glances at me. Looking at my bare calves and shins. Checking out my boobs that were straining against the top.. And they all kept talking and drinking the tea."

"I was getting bored by their irrelevant talk and had drifted off in my own thoughts when I felt a slight draft on my thighs. I looked down and saw, much to my shock, that my skirt was bunched up halfway up my thighs, revealing most of my legs to everyone. Sajid must have gradually pulled the skirt up without my noticing."

"So what did you do?" I asked.

"I thought about slapping his hand away. But then I saw the hungry look in the faces of all the men. And it made me feel good. Being admired like this. So I played along with Sajid's game, not acknowledging what he was doing. That gave him more confidence. He dropped the pretense of gradually pulling the skirt. He pulled it all the way up, and now my panties were visible to everyone in the room."

"Holy shit! Weren't you scared? All those men, getting turned on. And you alone."

"I was scared. But somehow, Sajid's touch was calming me. Anyway, soon all the men finished their tea. I got up to take the cups back. As I did, I noticed that without my realizing, Sajid has also undone the top two buttons of my blouse."

"And you didn't realize?" I incredulously asked.

"I swear I didn't. I only realized it when I bent to take the cup from one of the guys, and my blouse fell forward, giving him a good look at my cleavage. As I went around picking up the cups, everyone got a look at my cleavage. I collected all the cups and walked back to the kitchen. This time, Sajid followed me."

"In the kitchen, I asked Sajid why he was doing this. Displaying me to all these guys? Sajid responded by pushing me against the wall. He slid his hands down my skirt and panties, and touched my cunt. It was obviously wet. He observed I seemed to be enjoying it, so why put up a pretense of modesty?"

"Good point." I said.

"Yeah, not much I could say in response. I asked him, now what? He told me to just go about my routine as if they weren't there. He would just sit and talk with them. So I got about my usual duties. Cleaning the house. As I cleaned the house, I could sense six pairs of eyes following every move I made. Whenever I bent, I could see them trying to peek down my cleavage. Or check out my ass. Or both."

"Sajid was preening like the king of the castle. After a while he got up, and led me to the bedroom. I asked him what he wanted. He said, take off your bra and put the blouse back on. I glared at him, but did as he said. He fondled my naked boobs for a couple of seconds as I did it. Is that all, I asked him. No, he said. Your skirt is too long. Surely you have something shorter. He walked to the closet and started looking at my skirts. He chose the shortest one, that tiny pleated one you gave me years back. He said, put this on. I did. And then we walked out of the room."

"You must have looked amazing."

"The looks on the guys' faces certainly indicated that. And I was now beginning to enjoy all the attention. I started bending over a lot more than I had to, and without the bra, my big boobs would strain against my blouse. I am sure all the men got a look at my erect nipples. And when I bent, the skirt also rode up, flashing my panties at them."

"Mmmmm..." I said, starting to get an erection again.

"Ten minutes later, Sajid said he had to go use the bathroom. As soon as he left, two of the guys jumped off their seats and came close to me. I was bending over, cleaning under the table. One guy pinched my butt and I squealed. I told him not to do that. He then put his hand on my shoulder. I said nothing. he started moving it down to the neckline of my blouse. I was curious to see how far he would go, so I said nothing. That's when Sajid came out of the bathroom, and the guy took a couple of steps back."

"Sajid saw what was happening. He looked a little cross. He told everyone, not to do anything without his permission. He especially admonished the guy who had been trying to feel me up. Sajid was asserting his territorial rights"

"After that I kept working. But they guys didn't totally leave me alone. Once in a while, someone would get up to go to the bathroom, and on their way, feel me up. Sajid mock-scolded them, but let it continue. After an hour or so, I got done with cleaning the house. It took twice as long as usual because of my prolonged bending and the interruptions by the guys. When I finally came to the couch to sit down, Sajid got up and said, come with me."

"Where did he take you?"

"To the bedroom. There he took off my skirt and panties. Then unbuttoned my blouse, but kept it on. So there I was on the bed in his arms, naked except for the blouse. Then he got fully naked. And then he had us....spoon."

"Spoon?" I asked.

"Yeah, you know, like two spoons. We were lying down on our sides, I was in front of him, with my back towards him. And he was hugging me tight, with both our legs bent in the waist. So obviously, his dick was poking against my ass. And occasionally against...you know."

"So he fucked you?" I impatiently asked.

"No. He tried to entice me, but I kept shying away. So he turned me so I was on my back and his knee was under my ass and started fingering my clit with his left hand. With his right hand, he brought my face close to him and started tongue-kissing me."

I was incredibly turned on by the idea of this sight - my wife, almost naked, splayed with her legs open on some guy's knee, as their tongues played with each other. That started getting me very excited. He continued deftly playing with my clit for a few minutes and then returned to the spooning position. This time he expertly positioned himself such that his dick was sliding between my legs, rubbing against my pussy lips. Oh Tarun, it felt sooooo good. I almost gave in."

"Almost?"

"Yes, almost. Before I gave in to him completely, I decided to take matters into my own hands. or mouth. Hehe. I got on my hands and knees and started sucking his dick again. He did not seem to mind. And again, we did almost like a replay of what happened previously that morning."

"Again, almost?"

"Yes, a crucial difference was...... that towards the end of the blowjob, I realized we had an audience."

"An audience?"

"Yes, the bedroom door was slightly open, and although Sajid didn't notice it, I noticed there were a couple of guys peeking through the slit in the door. I was about to freak out and shoo them away when I realized....they probably couldn't see that much. My torso was covered with my open blouse anyway, its sides falling down. And my ass was pointing away from the door. All they were really getting a good look at was.....my face and the dick fucking my face."

"And that didn't seem too much to you?"

"No." Purva said, blushing. "not then. But after Sajid was done coming in my mouth...I swallowed this time....I got up and noticed that the mirror behind me must have shown whoever was at the door, a good view of my ass."

"Did Sajid notice the people at the door?"

"No. Or maybe he did. I don't know. What I do know is when I got dressed again, the door was closed, and whoever had been peeking, were gone. Anyway, we went back outside, and a bunch of the guys started whistling and clapping. I am sure everyone was convinced that Sajid had fucked me. He did nothing to correct that impression, and beamed at everyone, like some Olympic medal winner. He went back to the men and started talking. I decided to start lunch."

"So I went to the kitchen and started cooking. The men were all outside talking. I seemed to be the topic of discussion. I couldn't hear everything, but once in a while I heard stuff like..... what a slut I was...how big my tits were.....how I was totally Sajid's bitch, and so on. At least two men joked that Sajid should make me his fourth wife, since I listen to him more than any of his other wives do. Then a guy asked Sajid how my cunt felt when he fucked it. Despite never having fucked it, Sajid was able to lie about it convincingly. Said it was warm and tight and wet and what not."
"Ten minutes later, when I was chopping vegetables, I heard someone walk into the kitchen even as the lewd conversation outside went on. I turned around to see it was Rasul. Young hot Rasul, my original crush. I smiled at him, and he smiled back.."

"So how's it going Rasul, I asked even as I kept chopping the veggies. He didn't say anything, just came closer to me. He was standing right behind me. I could sense that he was trying to muster up the courage to do something. I wondered what he would do. Finally he put one hand under my skirt in the back and into my panties. I suppressed a smile and kept chopping. Now I felt bad for the guy. I had essentially teased him for a few days, giving only his uncle access. And now, all these other guys had come in and were getting the same access as him."

"True, poor guy was totally screwed."

"Yeah, so when he started fondling my butt inside my panties, I let him. That emboldened him. He now used both his hands to slide my panties down. I kept chopping even as I stepped out of the panties, and stood there, my short skirt barely covering up any of my ass or snatch. Rasul fondled me all over the lower part of my body. And I let him, without reacting in any manner."

"He was running his fingers up and down my ass crack, and even fingered my cunt a few times. but he did not have the same skill at it as his uncle. I still like the feeling though. I could also sense his erection poking against my thighs through his pants, and it seemed bigger than his uncle's."

"And that turned you on?" I asked.

"Yes, I wished I could take him to the bedroom and get a better look at it."

"Haha."

"He felt up my ass and pussy for a few minutes, when we heard approaching footsteps. I immediately pushed him away, reached for my panties and started putting them on. One of the other guys walked in calling out Rasul's name. My panties were only halfway up my legs when he walked in, and I am sure he got a good glimpse of my pussy as I slid them on."

"Wow, a bonus for him."

"Yeah, he just stared at me hungrily for a while. Then he told Rasul they were all leaving to go have lunch. Rasul nodded, and walked out behind him, without as much as a goodbye nod to me."

"So they all just left?"

"Not that easily. Sajid told me to come to the door and see them all off. And each of them, before stepping out, either fondled my boobs or pinched my butt, or both. Sajid left last of course, and did so after kissing me slobberingly. And said he'd be back after lunch. And a while after that is when you called."

"Hmmm... and you got some time to yourself?"

"Yes. An hour to myself gave me time to think, and set some boundaries. I had certainly enjoyed what was happening, but I did not want to get too carried away." Purva said.

"Haha, I will be interested to hear what those boundaries were." I said, pinching her nipple and she smiled.

"An hour later, when the doorbell rang, it was just Sajid who came back. He closed the door behind him, and started kissing me and unbuttoning my top. I started leading him towards the bedroom, but he was too impatient and pulled me down on the couch with him. My top was open, and he was playing with my boobs. Then he slid my panties off and started fingering me. And again, he made me cum with his fingers, and I reciprocated with a blowjob, and swallowed it all."

"You have become quite the swallower, haven't you?" I said.

"Hehe, yes. Once that was done, we sat there, him fondling my body all over. Me naked except for my open top and skirt. I noticed this about Sajid - he never got me completely naked. Always left something on. A while later, the doorbell rang. I started buttoning up my top, but Sajid said, leave it open. I said no, but I didn't button it up either. I just tied a knot at the bottom with the two ends of the top. That revealed half of my boobs but still kept enough hidden. I started putting my panties on and he asked me to leave them off. This I didn't agree with at all. I said I'd prefer to keep my panties on. He didn't say anything."

"I opened the door and Rasul walked in with two other men. All of them noticed the new configuration of my top and smiled. Sajid told them to come over to the living area and we all sat there talking. Well, they were talking about their stuff. I was just eye candy, and someone to feel up once in a while. My top was almost open, so they could see half of each boob at all times."

That's when the phone rang. Purva's s****r said Apu was getting very restless, so she was about to drop him off. Purva quickly concluded her story saying nothing new happened after that. They all sat around talking, checking her out. When she would get up or move, her boobs would move and the guys got a decent look at them. A couple of times she was fondled surreptitiously when Sajid wasn't looking. But it didn't go beyond that. The men left in a while, since Apu was about to come home.

We got dressed, and Apu came home. The rest of the night was spent placating Apu who seemed to be in a particularly lousy mood.

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The next few days, I could not get my regularly scheduled updates. I was too busy at work to call Purva during the day. Then something or the other kept cropping up at night. Once, we had some guests over, who stayed till midnight, and Purva was exhausted with the cooking and cleaning, so went to bed right away. The next two days, I had to attend late night calls with the US and Europe offices, so I would go back to office after dinner and before Apu was asl**p. And then we had to attend wedding receptions for a couple of nights so were surrounded with too many relatives to ever get any privacy. In between, even if we did start talking, Apu would interrupt. So it was almost a week later that Purva and I got time to talk.

"Okay, start from the beginning, go sequentially, and don't leave out any details." I said.

"Alright, so the day after, Sajid or Rasul or the rest of the guys kept dropping by at different times."

"What were you wearing?"

"Let's see....that day, I was wearing a white tank top and shorts. You know those tight black shorts? Obviously, they have even gotten tighter."

"Haha. And underneath?"

"Just panties. No bra."

"Alright, go on."

"Now remember, this was the day we were having guests over. So I had to spend most of the time in the kitchen. And it was a hot day, so I got very sweaty. By noon, my tank top was drenched with sweat. And since it was white, obviously, it did not hide much."

"Nice!"

"So the guys dropped by one or two at a time. First Sajid came by. He said he only had a few minutes, and had to get back soon. So we spent that time in the kitchen, making out. He put his hand under my top, felt me up, worked on my ass, and kissed me all over. I was in his arms, getting mauled, my top rolled above my tits, when I heard the door open and someone call Sajid's name. He had left the door open since he had to leave soon."

"The guy who walked in was a new one. He had not been around before. So when he walked into the kitchen, and my tits were exposed completely, I panicked. I pushed Sajid away and rolled my top down. The guy first looked shocked and then started smiling. Staring at me, he said Sajid was being summoned by the supervisor. Sajid sprinted out of the kitchen and I got back to cooking. The other guy just stood there staring at me. I gave him a couple of dirty looks, and he reluctantly left. And I locked the door."

"Some time later, when I was cleaning the living room, there was a knock on the door. I opened it and saw the same guy standing there with Rasul. Rasul walked in, and hugged me very tight. He then started sliding his hands down my shorts, in full view of the guy, and I felt uncomfortable, so I slapped his hands away. Rasul looked confused and asked me why i was being so coy, when the other day I had let him take my panties off. I went red with embarrassment, as the other guy gaped with his mouth open, shocked at the revelation."

"Rasul took advantage of my being stunned and slipped his hands into my shorts again, and started playing with my butt. He said, only a little while, and I let him do it, but turned away so that the other guy couldn't see it all. Rasul then moved his attention to my tits. He pulled my top up, giving the other guy one more look at my tits. I tried to protest but Rasul said the guy told him he has seen them anyway, so why stop now. I couldn't say anything in response."

"And surely you were turned on as well?" I interrupted.

"Yes, that too." Purva said, blushing. "You know I have a crush on Rasul anyway, so it is much harder for me to say no to him than to anyone else."

"Not that you seem to be saying No a whole lot anyway."

"Hehe. Anyway, Rasul played with my tits, in full view of the other guy, for a few minutes. Then he asked me to make them tea. I pulled my top down, walked to the kitchen and both of them followed me. In the kitchen, after I put the water on the stove, I saw Rasul make a gesture. The other guy cautiously walked up to me, and put one arm around me, and felt up my boobs. I stood there, wondering if I should protest, but then i thought the guy had seen them anyway. So what's the point. Plus the guy's hands were shaking, either with nervousness or excitement, and I felt sorry for him."

"He started pulling my top up, playing with my boobs at the same time, and eventually, just took my top off. And there I was, topless, wearing just my shorts. And making tea. He then fondled my butt for a while, and then starting putting his hand into my shorts when I slapped him away. Rasul laughed and said, I only let him and his uncle do anything down there. Then, after the tea was done, we all sat in the living room, me on a couch between the two guys. And they both played with my tits as they drank tea."

"They left and I put my top back on. But I guess they spread the word that playing with my tits was now okay. The next two guys who came over went straight for my top, and when I protested, said they heard many other guys had done it too. So why stop them? For the rest of the day, there was a frequent parade of guys, some of them twice, as they came and felt me up. After a while, my boobs started feeling sore because of rough treatment from their worker hands."

"Towards the end, Sajid came by with Rasul. The two of them locked the door, and sat down on the couch. I complained to Sajid that there were too many men coming over and feeling me up, and I could not get any work done. Sajid ignored my complaint, and unzipped his pants. Rasul did the same. Rasul's dick was really impressive - thick hard, and veinous. Sajid's like I told you, is good too. So all the complaints flew out of my mind and I was drawn to their cocks."

"For the next fifteen minutes, I sucked them off, one dick in each hand. Sajid made me take my shorts and panties off. And again, true to his style, did not get me fully naked. I sucked their dicks, wearing just my tank top. Rasul came first, and I took his cum all over my face, some of it running down my neck and pooling in my cleavage. But Sajid showed no signs of cumming. Rasul sat there and watched as I kept sucking his uncle off."

"When did he finally cum?" I asked, amazed at Sajid's staying power. purva is great at sucking dick and I can never last beyond 5 minutes with her technique.

"Well, almost half an hour passed, and he still hadn't cum. My jaw started hurting like crazy. I finally took his dick out of my mouth and started jacking him off with my hand. I told him my jaws were too sore, and I could not suck him any more. Sajid laughed and said, why take all that effort? He knew of another place I could take his dick in that would take in, and he would cum a lot faster. And he reached down and fingered my cunt. Rasul laughed."

"I stopped jacking him off and looked at him. He pulled me up onto his lap, and hugged me. What am I waiting for, he asked. We had pretty much done everything else, and I had obviously enjoyed . I had let my boobs be felt up by half a dozen guys all day? Why avoid something that would give both of us the most pleasure, he asked. Besides making the case with his mouth, he was also making it with his dick. He was moving it back and forth, over my pussy lips, making my resolve weaken by the second."

"Oh my god. You fucked him, didn't you?" I said, seeing where this was going.

"Yes." Purva said and hugged me.

"Rasul too?"

"No, not Rasul." she replied. "In fact, I was very uncomfortable doing it in front of Rasul, although he had watched everything else till then. I whispered in Sajid's ear, let's go to the bedroom. He picked me up effortlessly, and carried me to the bedroom. i told him to lock the door, and he did. As he took his shirt off, got fully naked, and advanced towards me, I told him we didn't have more than 15 minutes, because Apu would be home soon. he laughed and said I had been teasing him so much, he would definitely get done a lot before that."

"How did he fuck you? Tell me the positions in detail." I eagerly said.

"Well first....obviously, I had him put on a condom." Purva said. I was about to ask about it next. I was able to fuck her without care, because my sperm count had gone down recently, so there was no danger of pregnancy. This was something we found out a couple of years back. when we tried to have a second c***d.

"Good."

"He wasn't very happy about it. But reluctantly agreed. Once he put it on, he first started fucking me missionary style. His body really close to mine, my boobs rubbing against his chest."

"You were naked?" I asked.

"No! He rolled up my top under my arms. But didn't strip it off." Purva said shrugging her shoulders. "The fucking felt really good. He didn't have too much technique, but the sensation of an unfamiliar cock was enough to excite me. For a couple of minutes, he did that, and then made me get on all fours. And started fucking me doggy style. He kept commenting on how great my ass looked when it slapped against his thighs."

I tried to picture the scene. Doggy style is my favorite way of fucking Purva as well. Her butt has such a nicely round shape, and it parts ever so slightly when she is on her knees. It gives a great view of her asshole.

"He started pounding me really hard. Grabbed me by the waist, unfolded one knee and put it next to my shoulder. And fucked me really deep and hard."

I could sense Purva getting turned on just remembering it, as she squirmed.

"As his fucking got even faster, I could sense that my orgasm was near. I pushed back against him harder, to get a better drilling. But sadly, before I could cum, he did. Started pumping his semen into the condom. Even through the condom, I could feel its f***e inside me. I moaned in disappointment when he finally took his dick out. And stayed there on all fours, my ass in the air, trying to regain my breath."

"For a while I actually considered calling Rasul and asking him to have a go. I was so close to an orgasm. But then I looked at the clock and realized, I really needed to hurry. Apu would be home soon. When I stood up, Sajid threw the cum-filled condom at me, and asked me to get rid of it. I walked out of the bedroom, my top still rolled up over my boobs, with the condom in my hand. Rasul was standing there. He had clearly been trying to listen in. He started laughing when he saw the condom."

"So where did you eventually throw the condom?" I asked.

"In a separate bag. near the washing machine. I thought I would throw it out later." Purva said. "Anyway, the guys left, i washed up, put on regular clothes. And soon Apu came home. And then I went back to cooking for the guests."

By now I was too horny to let things proceed. I jumped on top of her and started stripping her.
Unlike Sajid, I had no compunctions in stripping my wife completely naked. Within seconds I was inside her, fucking her warm cunt. I got the feeling that her cunt was a bit looser than usual, but I put it down to my imagining things. No matter how big Sajid's dick was, it could not stretch her so much in a matter of days, could it? And even if it had, it made her all the more sexy. This is exactly the kind of newness and excitement I had been hoping for to revive our sex life.

"Mmmm yes.... fuck me harder. Fuck me like the cheap slut I am." Purva whimpered, and that really got me going. She was usually silent in bed. This kind of dirty talk was another welcome change.

"You like being fucked don't you? You like being fucked really hard?" I responded.

"Yes, yes, fuck your slut wife really hard."

I obliged and started pounding her at a feverish pace. But hearing about her encounters had already aroused me so much, that the increased pace meant I didn't really last too long. I came inside her in a little over a minute.

"Shit. That was too soon." I said, resting on top of her, feeling her huge tits press against my chest.

"Mmmmm." Purva moaned. "It's okay. There's more to tell. And I am sure you will get ready soon after you hear about it."

I rolled off Purva and kissed her for a few minutes. And then told her to resume her report.

"Tell me about the next day."

"Can you guess what happened the next day?" Purva asked me playfully.

"Hmm......Sajid fucked you all day...3,4,5,6 times?" I asked.

"Not exactly."

"Rasul and the other guys fucked you?" I asked.

"Nope. Sajid has made it perfectly clear to me and to everyone. He is the only one, apart from my husband of course, who had fucking rights." Purva said.

"Interesting. So what happened the next day? More of the same? The guys coming and feeling you up all day?"

"Also wrong." Purva was enjoying teaching me.

"Oh just tell me already." I begged.

"Hehe. Okay. The next day, Sajid came a short time after Apu left. I was ready in a bra-less top and a skirt to welcome him. I was sure he would fuck me right away. And I was really horny too, since you and I hadn't had sex the previous night. So I waited expectantly for him to make a move. He told me to go to the bedroom. I giggled and skipped to the bedroom and he followed me in. When he came in, I noticed he had a plastic bag in his hands. I didn't pay much attention to it. Just lay down on the bed and got ready for him to ravish me."

"He must have jumped on you." I interjected.

"Wrong again. He came and sat down next to me. Said he wanted to talk."

(Purva narrates)

I was puzzled. So I sat up and looked at him questioningly.

"Purva, the last few days, all my friends have been coming and feeling you up. You don't seem to be stopping anyone from looking at you or fondling you." he said.

"You want me to stop them?" I asked.

"No. I just wanted to know. What do you like about it?"

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I mean what is the appeal of strange men...that too poor working class men like us....getting a look at your boobs or your ass, or feeling you up?" he asked.

"Isn't it obvious?" I asked.

"No, you don't understand. i am asking you why you do it." he asked earnestly.

"I don't know...I like it."

"Have you thought about why you like it?"

"I just do." i had no idea where this conversation was going.

"Okay. let me ask this a different way. In a few days, the owner of the plot, a very rich man will come to inspect the construction. Would you like it if I brought him over to do whatever we do?"

"No! No! Absolutely not!" I said, standing up. "Don't even think about it!"

"Alright, I won't. But your response indicates that while you are perfectly fine letting a 50-rupees-a-day uneducated laborer feel you up like a streetside whore..... you don't want to extend the same privilege to a man who earns 50 million a year."

I thought about what he said. He was right. The idea of doing this for the laborers seemed exciting. but for someone like the owner, or even our neighbors, I'd never do it. So I nodded.

"So you seem to be excited by our world. The world of hard knocks, dirty bylanes, slums, and poverty."

"Maybe."

"I want to take you into that world. And give you some new experiences."

"What do you mean?"

"I want you to come with me to a shabby poor part of the city. Where there are no fancy cars. And even electricity is a luxury."

"Huh? I have been to those parts before."

"Not the way I will take you." Sajid said, and opened the plastic bag. From it, he took out what looked like a bundle of black cloth and handed it to me.

"What is this? A bedsheet?" I asked.

"That, Purva, is a burqa."

"A burqa?" I said, puzzled, opening the folds. "What for?"

"For you." Sajid said.

"What the fuck, Sajid?" I asked, exploding with rage. "You first strip me down to almost nothing and now you want me to wear a burqa! Are you crazy??"

"That is exactly what I want you to do. I want you to strip down to nothing and wear a burqa." Sajid said, smiling.

"I don't understand."

"Okay, today, I am going to take you on a walk in the vicinity of the old mosque. one of the poorest parts of town. And what I want you to wear is, the burqa. Nothing else."

And I suddenly understood what he wanted. he wanted me to be completely naked under the burqa.

"Let's say I wear this and come with you. What will we do there?"

"You leave that to me. Trust me to make it a memorable day for you." he said, gently rubbing my bare shoulders.

"Sajid. I have no problems with our games. I am not sure I want to go outside with you. It sounds too risky."

Sajid shrugged and said,

"Purva, everything so far has happened with your consent. Everything. This also, will be up to you."

He got up and walked towards the door. And said,

"If you want to do this, come over in front of the construction site, dressed like I told you. The burqa, and nothing else. Of course, other than some kind of footwear. We'll be back before your son returns from school. If however you don't want to do this....." he stopped and smiled, "don't come over."

And Sajid left. I considered his bizarre proposal. To go out with him? Sounded insane. At the same time, he did give me a burqa. Which means no matter what, my identity would remain a secret. If I passed some acquaintances on the road, they wouldn't know it was me. And what did he have planned? What could I possibly do outside in a burqa that would compare to what I could in the house in my skimpy skirts and tops?

Still, it sounded like an intriguing idea. So I decided, what the heck. I have tried so much new stuff recently. This could be another experience. And if I didn't like what we were doing, I could always just turn around and come home.
So I did it. Stripped completely naked. then lifted the main burqa garment. Slipped it over my head and through my arms. I wondered where he got it. It seemed used. It was almost the same height as mine. but it was very loose. Of course, burqas are not meant do be tight-fitting, but even by those standards, the garment I was wearing seemed like it was made for a woman much fatter than me. I looked in the mirror. With the black robe covering my body completely, I looked eerily like a teacher at Hogwarts. So i reached for the other smaller garment. The purdah. I put it on my head and fastened the veil across my face. I looked in the mirror and almost burst out laughing at the contrast from the recent days, when almost everything was on display. Today, only my eyes were visible.

Ten minutes later, I was standing in front of the construction site. The workers who "knew" me were trying to suppress their laughter. others were confused. And Sajid was beaming as he walked out with Rasul.

"Very good. Ready to go?" he asked. I nodded. "Your eyes are so pretty, you make even a burqa look sexy." he said and winked. I blushed, but there was no way for him to know that.

Sajid and Rasul started walking, and I walked behind them. As I passed the neighboring houses, I got some curious looks. Burqas were not common in our high-income neighborhood. As i recognized some of my neighbors, I had to fight off my urge to greet them or wave to them.

We reached the main road and Rasul hailed an auto-rickshaw. Sajid got in first, then me, and then Rasul. It was a small rickshaw, so I could feel my hips being tightly squeezed on both sides as the three of us sat in it. Sajid told the driver to take us to the old mosque area. And we got going.

The burqa is meant to be worn over normal clothing, so it is obviously very thin. So the pleats caused by the burqa being too big for me actually protected my modesty. If it had been a burqa my size, my nipples, which were erect with excitement, would probably have poked against the thin fabric. But the fabric was in a single layer over my butt, with no pleats, when I was sitting. So whenever the rickhsaw went over a bump, I could feel the rexine upholstery slide against my butt. The bumps also made my boobs rise and fall heavily, something the loose burqa hid very well.

The driver kept checking me out in the mirror every few seconds. And I got conscious of it, so I stared right into his eyes. Surely he couldn't see my boobs jump, I thought. The driver noticed me staring back and started looking straight.

"She is not related to you, is she?" the driver asked.

"What makes you say that?" Sajid asked with a smile.

"Well, even the skin around her eyes is so fair. And you two, don't mind, are like me. Dark." the driver said and smiled as he drove.

"Good observation. Her skin really is very fair and lovely." Said said. "Rasul, show him a sample."

Rasul laughed, and bent down. He grabbed my burqa's hem and started pulling it upwards really slow. First my ankles were exposed, then my shins, and eventually my knees. Rasul kept the burqa rolled up around my knees, displaying my legs to the driver. The driver slowed down and turned his head back.

"Wow. Those are some beautiful legs." he said effusively.

"Her thighs are no less beautiful." Sajid said, and poked me with his elbow.

I took the hint and started rolling up the burqa with my own hands. Slowly, almost seductively, exposing my thighs to him real slow.

"Oh god!" the driver said and started slowing down.

"Don't stop. Keep going." Sajid commanded.

The driver groaned in disappointment. The adjusted his mirrors so that they were all showing him my lower body.

I was feeling so excited at this brazen teasing Sajid was making me indulge in. I was enjoying exposing my thighs to him inch by inch. finally, the garment was bunched up right over my crotch, exposing almost my entire legs to him. And, I felt a slight thrill as the breeze played between my legs and caressed my pussy and clit.

"Oh man! Oh wow! A little more please." the driver said. I looked at Sajid, who shook his head. So I rolled the burqa down all the way. The driver let out a wan sigh. Then he thought of something and said, "If you show me her cunt, your ride is free!"

"Shut up. She's not a whore." Said angrily said. I could sense that the driver wanted to say something snippy, but Sajid enraged can be quite an intimidating figure. So the driver kept quiet for the rest of the ride.

We got down two blocks from the old mosque. The area stank of urine and cowdung as usual. It's sad how the dirtiest places in India are always those around mosques or temples. And the cleanest are malls and offices. It shows our priorities as a people. The narrow roads were full of street vendors, hawking a variety of stuff. There were several people, mostly men, milling about. I also saw a few women, some in burqas like me others normally dressed.

I wondered what Sajid had in mind. Flashing my legs for the driver in the confines of the rickshaw was one thing. I hope he wasn't going to have me flash in such a blatantly public place with hundreds of people around! Luckily, that wasn't what Sajid had in mind. I followed him and Rasul through the main road and then into narrow alleys. The alleys were barely wide enough for two people to walk at the same time. Garbage was strewn around everywhere. there were poor dirty but cute c***dren running around. Most of the windows had extremely appetizing scents of meat wafting through them.

Fifteen minutes later, we came to a small shop. I walked in with my two e****ts. It seemed like a tailor's shop.

"Salam alaikum Gafur chacha (uncle)." Sajid said to the very old tailor sitting in the corner working on a sewing machine.

"Walaikum salam Sajid, Rasul." he said, flashing a smile with only 3 remaining teeth. He wore glasses that were thicker than most glass bottle bottoms. I'd peg him at 75 at the very least. "What made you remember me today?"

"Wanted to get some clothes stitched, obviously" Sajid said sitting down next to the old man.

"Who is this? Wife number four?" he said, cackling.

"Something like that." Said smiled and replied.

"With each wife, you are getting more and more traditional, Sajid." Gafur cackled some more. "the first one in her younger days, wore such tight clothes. The second one wore low cut chudidars, butt was otherwise covered up. the third one wore only saris. And now this one is in a burqa?"

Sajid just smiled, and said,

"I want you to stitch a blouse for her."

"Sure, sure, why not? Send Rasul to get Amina from next door to do her measurements." Gafur said.

"There's no need for that, chacha. You can do the measurements." Sajid said.
"What a strange man you are, Sajid. You get a woman in a burqa and then tell me I will take her measurements?" Gafur said, confused.

"Just do it, chacha." he said. He beckoned me over. I walked up to the old man.

"Okay." the old man said and took the measuring tape from around his neck. He stood up, and I could smell the tobacco in his breath.

He told me to raise my hands, and with the tape, first went for the under-bust measurement. But I could sense that he had held the tape too low. So I said, a little higher. The man's hands moved more than a little higher and toughed my boobs. Instantly, he froze and looked at me, and then at Sajid. From the look on his face, I could see that this experienced tailor had gauged ust from a single touch that I was wearing nothing between my breasts and the burqa.

He stared at Sajid and me, and then took the under-bust measurement properly and wrote it down in urdu. Next he went for the over-bust measurement. His hands were shaking slightly as his fingers tightened the tape over my boobs. I could feel one of his fingers briefly rub against my left nipple. He took the measure and wrote it down.

"You won't get the cup size write over the burqa, chacha." Sajid said.

"No, no, it's fine." Gafur chacha meekly said.

"Nonsense. I want this blouse to be a perfect fit." Sajid said and then said to me, "Lift your burqa all the way up to your neck. Don't be shy. Gafur chacha is an old friend of mine."

I was disgusted and turned on, a combination now an everyday occurrence, at the idea of letting this doddering old man see me almost fully naked. I was in his dinky little shop, and he looked and smelled like he hadn't had a bath in a week. But still, the idea of exposing myself to him seemed so thrilling.

I bent down and lifted my burqa. First over my knees, then exposing my naked thighs, then my pussy, then my stomach, and finally my boobs. The loose burqa formed quite a big bunch under my armpit. The old man's eyes had grown increasingly bigger as my naked body came into view. His thick glasses only accentuated that effect. He was now just staring at me, like he had seen a ghost. At his age, I guess seeing a ghost was more likely than seeing a young woman naked.

"Now, measure her cups properly." Sajid said.

Gafur stared at my boobs and my nipples got rock hard. This was so pervertedly delicious. But it was also a bit cruel. teasing such an old man? Why was Sajid making me do this?

Gafur raised his hands with the tape, and reached for my chest, when Sajid came closer.
"Not like that. Measure them like this." He took Gafur's right hand in his own and placed it on my left boob. He then pressed it hard. "This will give you a good idea."

"Oh god!" Gafur said, and put his second hand on my other boobs. His hands were small and feeble, and very rough. When he moved them over my boobs, it felt like someone was rubbing sandpaper over them.

He then started squeezing them, massaging them slowly, and then increasing the frequency. All the while, a low sad moan was emanating from his mouth. It grew increasingly high pitched, as the frequency of his squeezing my boobs increased. And then he let out a big sigh and let go of my boobs. Puzzled, I looked at Sajid and he gestured with his eyes towards Gafur's crotch. Sure enough, there was a big wet stain on his pyjamas. The old man had cum in hos pants just by touching my boobs!

Gafur tottered backwards, and sat down on his chair, staring at me.

"Do you want to see anything else, chacha?" Rasul helpfully asked.

"Just.....just have her turn around." Gafur said in a low voice.

I turned around and gave him a look at my nice round butt. I heard him moan once again. I stood like that, modeling my butt for him, fur a few minutes. Finally Sajid said it was time to go. So I dropped the burqa back over my body, and followed him out.

"So how did that feel, Purva?" Sajid asked.

"Interesting." I replied.

"Want to keep going or go home?"

"Let's keep going." I said. I was curious to see where he would take me next.

The next stop happened to be a guy who ran a Unani massage place. He was also an old man, but younger than gafur, maybe in his 60s. When Sajid said he wanted me to get a full body massage, the old man refused to believe him. He said he had massaged women's twisted ankles before, but never given a woman a full body massage. Plus, he said, the trick of the Unani massage is in its oils and ointments, so a burqa clad woman could never get it.

"No problem. She will take her burqa off." Sajid said.

And old man, in the confines of his shop, almost jumped through the roof when I took off the burqa, even as I kept the face scarf and the veil on, and lay down on the mat in front of him, completely naked.

"Where did you find her, Sajid?" this old man said in an agitated but happy voice as he quickly gathered his oil bottles.

"Found her next door." Sajid said and Rasul started laughing. Even I could not suppress a chuckle.

(Purva narration ends)
"Sorry to interrupt." I jumped in. "But let me get this straight. You were splayed out on this old man's mat, completely naked?"

"Except for the parts covering my head and face, yes."

"So you didn't just roll it up like with the tailor. You just....took it off?" I asked, unable to believe my ears.

"Yes, it is very easy."

"It's not a question of easy or difficult. I am amazed at how easily you were getting naked in front of strange men in strange places."

"Does that bother you?" Purva asked.

"Not at all. I have never been so horny in my life!" I said happily.

"Okay, so the old man took the oils and massaged me with them very slowly and gradually. He was staring at my boobs and pussy the whole time, but like a professional, he started with the limbs. My feet, then my calves, were bathed in oils and worked over by his rough but magical fingers. Hard and gentle at the same time. By the time he got to my thighs, I was already feeling so turned on, I had to fight an urge to part my legs completely and ask him to fuck me right then."

"Wow!" I said.

"he then worked on my thighs, pinched them softly and massaging them with both hands, but stopped just above my pussy. He then turned his attention to my hands. First my fingers were loosened, then my arms, and then my shoulders. By the time he came to me boobs, I was a moaning mess, just writhing there at his every touch. Covered in strange oils, but more importantly, washed away by sheer carnal hunger. He then started massaging my boobs with extra oil. My nipples were so hard and erect, they started hurting."

"Did he notice that?"

"Him? I am sure there were goats in Africa who noticed my nipples at that moment. They seemed like rockets ready to blast off from my body. He then turned me over and worked on my back. By now, my cunt was so wet, it formed a puddle of sorts on his mat. So when he got to my butt and started massaging my glutes, I was almost screaming with need. I yelled out, somebody needs to fuck me right now, and looked at Sajid."

"So he fucked you? Or the masseuse?" I asked.

"Sajid said, no. No fucking here. I begged him. I literally begged him. I feel ashamed now even thinking about it. I first got on my knees, and begged him. Told him to please please fuck me. He said no. Then I turned to the masseuse and begged him to fuck me. he wanted to. His pants were struggling to contain his erection. So I actually....."

"Actually?"

"I feel so ashamed." Purva said and hid her face in my chest. "I got on all fours and shoved my ass in his direction, like a bitch tempting a dog. he got so shocked by that sight, he literally ran out of his own shop. And then I lay down on my stomach and started rubbing my cunt against the rough material of the mat, hoping to get a release from that friction."

"What was Rasul doing?"

"Poor Rasul was so turned on as well. But even he didn't dare defy his uncle. Finally after ten minutes of my begging in every conceivably humiliating position, Sajid got down on his knees. He said he still wouldn't fuck me here. But, he would compromise. And he started fingering my cunt. i humped back against his fingers very hard. And in a few minutes, I had an orgasm so big that Sajid had to cover my mouth to muffle my screams, lest the neighbors come running in to see who was being murdered."

"Wow! You screamed that much?"

"Yeah. Anyway, ten minutes later, I got my breath back. I put on the burqa again and walked out, really embarrassed at my display in there. We walked silently for a few minutes. And then came to a stop in front of a store. Sajid said he had an offer for me. If I did something he wanted, he would be ready to fuck me whenever I asked him to. He would relinquish the right to refuse. I asked him what he wanted. And he pointed me to the store."

"What was the store?"

Purva ignored my question and continued.

"Ten minutes later, I was in a closed backroom of the store, bent over a chair, my burqa thrown over my waist. So my butt was on display."

"Oh, so he fucked you."

Purva ignored me again and continued.

"I braced myself for the hurt. I knew it would hurt. But I had no idea how much it would hurt. I bit my lip hard when the pain started."

"He fucked you in the ass? He fucked you in the ass?" I asked, enraged.

"No." Purva said, and flipped over. She got on her knees, so her ass was almost in my face.

I looked at her butt. I realized that I had not taken a look at her butt all night. She had either been laying down on it, or it had been pointed away from me. I looked at it puzzled for a while, when the change came to my notice. And my hand went to my mouth in shock.

"What....what......" I said, shaking and shivering, "what does it say?"

"You know what it says. You don't need to be able to read the script to know what it says." Purva said, choking up.

And I stared in disbelief at my wife's perfect white fleshy round and shapely butt. Inviting and beautiful. And tattooed across her right butt cheek where large green Urdu letters, going from the side of her butt all the way to just inches away from her cunt. Urdu letters that I knew, without reading the script, said - SAJID

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Construction worker

Construction worker on the 5th floor of a building needed a handsaw. So he spots another worker on the ground floor and yells down to him, but he can't hear him. So the worker on the 5th floor tries sign language.

He pointed to his eye meaning "I", pointed to his knee meaning "need", then moved his hand back and forth in a hand saw motion. The man on the ground floor nods his head, pulls down his pants, whips out his cock and starts masturbating.

The worker on 5th floor gets so pissed off he runs down to the ground floor and says, "What the fuck is your problem!!! I said I needed a hand saw!".

The other guy says, "I knew that! I was just trying to tell you - I'm coming!"
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My first meeting with Henry - Story 1

Background: Me - Closet bi-crossdresser (Katie) - 48 yo 5'11" 185 fit; smooth all over; office manager. Quite passable except voice, sexy, attractive, submissive and horny. Only wear dresses, no jeans or skirts. Try to be a girly girl. Black lace thigh highs, red and black lace teddy, black lace panties, long auburn wig, black open toe heels, bright pink nails. Him (Henry) - 43yo construction worker 6'1" 195 toned 8 1/2" uncut muscular fat veiny cock groomed naked.

I met Henry while drinking in a local bar after work in late August. (I was dressed in normal work clothes since I only crossdress on weekends.) We had some laughs and hit it off well. He was getting d***k so I offered him a ride home and he left his car. Went inside his house, he grabbed some beers and we sat on the sofa. He was too d***k to take off his boots so I offered to do that for him. He then staggered to the bathroom to take a piss.

He came back out to the sofa naked and sat back down. I acted as if this was not shocking to me. As I got to know him in the following weeks, he does such things for a reaction. Henry said this is how he relaxes and don't mind him. I saw his soft big uncut dick lying across his left leg and we laughed and talked more. He was in very decent shape and had been an athlete in college before dropping out to help his cousin in the construction business.

It was surreal to me since this guy was a man's man in looks and manners. A real amiable and good guy. He sat there naked as if this was normal and I went with the moment. My girlfriend was away and I was horny and becoming less inhibited as the alcohol took effect. I went to piss, came back out naked to reverse shock him. He laughed as he saw me knowing I was in tune with his actions.

I stopped behind the back of the couch, heart racing and playfully decided to rub his shoulders. He reaction was to close his eyes as the TV blared in the background. I then turned off the light next to the couch and lowered the volume of the TV. My hands could feel the muscle tone and tension in his shoulders. Then I moved my hands down his chest and noticed his cock starting to grow and twitch. His fat mushroom head was peeking out of the foreskin.

Moved my hands behind his back and continued to massage him as he sat there and I kept eyeing his cock. Then I teasingly moved my hands down to his stomach and caught his eye. As I was bent over the couch, I felt the chemistry and moment was right so I kissed him. He then opened his mouth and we tongued each other. He had never kissed a man before, but was a rather good and gentle kisser.

My hands kept getting closer to his hardening cock and could feel its heat. I grabbed his now throbbing cock and he kissed me with passion and moaned. I stroked him for a while, gentle teasing strokes while continued kissing.

I broke the kiss, climbed over the sofa and gently put my mouth on his big cock. He groaned and said he had not had head in months and he didn't care who was sucking his cock. His fat engorged cock barely fit the width of my mouth. I nibbled and licked his foreskin and pushed it back with my tongue. He had a nice swollen spongy mushroom head.

I attempted to deepthroat him slowly and sucked up and down his shaft. Could manage all but the last inch or so down my throat. I bobbed up and down with a steady, hungry, passionate pace. All the while, my hands were rubbing his large nuts and his strong legs.

Within 5 minutes his cock got larger in my mouth, his body tensed and I was tasting his hot cum in my mouth. I did my technique of pressing my tongue on the underside of his fat shaft and moving it forward with each spurt. This results in a more f***eful cum blast.

Spurt after spurt of tasty cum filled the back of my throat. No gagging tonight as I swallowed it all at once. I licked him clean, told him to get up and walked him into his bedroom and he flopped on the bed. I could now see his muscular ass and defined leg muscles. I pulled the covers up over him. He was fast asl**p.

I then got dressed and left. The next day, I thought what the hell did I do and wondered what he would think when he sobered up and how he would get his car.

Was hesitant to go back to the bar and face him, but the next Friday I went to the bar and was nervous. Spotted him and acted normal as if nothing had happened. He said he had a great time and I sucked him well. He asked if I would suck him again. It was such a relief to hear him say that and I agreed to be his cocksucker, but it must be discreet.

He stressed that he had no interest in sucking me and I said that was ok with me. We made a date for the next day in the afternoon. He told me he had some fun ideas and I told him that I would come dressed as a woman. Without missing a beat, he said to do it.

To be continued as Story 2.

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My first meeting with Henry - Story 2

Background: Me - Closet bi-crossdresser (Katie) - 48 yo 5'11" 185 fit; smooth all over; office manager. Quite passable except voice, sexy, attractive, submissive and horny. Only wear dresses, no jeans or skirts. Try to be a girly girl. Black lace thigh highs, red and black lace teddy, black lace panties, long auburn wig, black open toe heels, bright pink nails. Him (Henry) - 43yo construction worker 6'1" 195 toned 8 1/2" uncut muscular fat veiny cock groomed naked.

As Henry opened the door to his house, we said hi and I proceeded to walk away across the room, my short black dress, black stockings and lace panties barely hiding my goodies. My long auburn wig flowing, my ass cheeks moving gently as I walked in my open toed 4" heels. "Wow", he said as he eyed me up. A total transformation from last evening at the bar and last week when I first pleasured him.

I turned and asked if he wanted some of this subservient slut ass! I put my hand on one ass cheek and bent over a little, lifting part of my dress to reveal my vibrating butt plug. Henry snapped, "get back over here slut.” He told me last night that he had some fun ideas for today.

I lowered my eyes and walked back to him since he is the boss and man in this sexual relationship.

Then he took my hand and led me to the couch. The same couch where last week I sucked his cock and swallowed his cum. I wrapped my arms around him and gave him a long passionate kiss, my red lipstick transferred to his lips, our tongues intertwined. I unzipped his fly and reached in to feel his stiffening fat cock.

I gently stroked and squeezed his penis as it began to get harder. My heart was beating fast since I was so excited to be dressed for him and felt so sexy and submissive.

He broke the kiss and whispered in my ear, "Now bitch, walk over to the door, get down on your knees and crawl back to me. When you get here, I want you to suck my cock.”

I was excited and did as he commanded, I pulled down his pants and his large mushroom headed hard cock sprang out. His foreskin pulled back. I looked up at him and said that I loved his hard cock! I rubbed his penis all over my face. He was d***k last week and shot in about 5 minutes. Hopefully today he would last longer.

His precum was glistening and I was panting. I grabbed his asscheeks and slowly begin licking his balls, then moved to the underside of his shaft and licked all the way up to the precum. I stuck my tongue in and licked it up.

I opened my mouth and took his head in, then his whole cock slid down my throat. Last week, I could get all but the last inch in. Now it all went down my throat! I had been practicing deepthroat techniques during the week with dildos and it paid off here.

He let out a moan of pleasure and I think I smiled with his cock buried past my tonsils. He put his hand on my throat and felt his penis sliding in and out. He then began face fucking me.

I continued sucking him when he picked up a flexible leather paddle. (His former girlfriend was into bondage so he had some items left from that relationship.) He proceeded to pick up my dress and began paddling my cheeks. His cock was still buried in my throat and with each smack the sucking got stronger. He was ready to cum, but said, "Stop sucking my cock slut.”

He removed my dress to reveal a sexy red and black teddy. He pulled down the cup from each tit and placed clover clamps on my fat nipples. He then grabbed the chain of my nipple clamps and made me stand up and we kissed some more. His hands began caressing and squeezing my asscheeks and I felt his wet, engorged cock against my stomach.

This was heaven I thought. A man with a big cock taking control of my body. Who would have have thought this could happen having only known him for a week, yet I was living it and loving it!

He put me over his knee and began paddling my smooth asscheeks, then he rubbed my reddened cheeks. He told me not to touch his cock until told to do so. I tested him and he spread my legs f***efully and laid out a hard smack on my right ass cheek. His cock was twitching and I felt its heat on my hip.

Then he pulled down my lace girly panties and smacked my balls. He grabbed them, squeezing the sack and gave them the full attention of the leather paddle. I was in painful pleasure and loved it.

My balls were aching from the abuse they had taken and then Henry pulled out some thin rope and secured them tightly. He made me get on my knees and tied the two ends of the rope to the heels of my shoes. The rope was tight and my balls were stretched away from my body. They were one mass of hard flesh and turning purple.

He put weight on the chain of my nipple clamps and makes me crawl across the floor and then crawl back to him. I let out low moans as each knee forward pulled the rope tighter, tugging harder on my balls.

My nipples were burning as the weight swung and tugged my nipples. Henry just laughed and told me to come suck his cock some more. This was my kind of guy.

As I crawled to him sitting on the couch, his cock was standing upright, hard as steel. He told me to crawl faster and I saw a leather riding crop in his hand. My mouth reached out for his cock and licked his pole shamelessly.

Then I felt the sting of the crop land directly on my tight mass of nut meat. Then another smack every few seconds as I licked his balls. I groaned with pleasure and he alternated between smacking each cheek and my bound balls.

I then managed to get his cock in my mouth and deepthroated it again. He held my head there for a few seconds.

He switched back to the leather paddle. The nipple weights were swinging as my mouth bobbed up and down on his stiff cock. He then bent down and we kissed passionately.

He stood up and told me to crawl to the bedroom. As I began the slow crawl, Henry cracked my balls with the paddle. He pulled off his leather belt and swung. He connected with both cheeks and balls with one blow.

He bent down and rubbed my red cheeks where small welts from the belt were forming. He squeezed my balls and whispered in my ear that he was going to stick his hard cock into my slutty pussy when we got into bed.

Meanwhile, my buttplug was still vibrating away.

Once in the bedroom, Henry pulled down my panties and removed the buttplug, got behind me and rubbed his hard cock over my balls and pussy. His cock was so hot and hard that I begged him to fuck me right now.

He just chuckled and proceeded to stick his mushroom head in my hot hole. He pulled out and stuck it back in as I felt his cock sliding over my tight balls. He was teasing me!

Then he put his cock in my mouth and made me suck. At the same time, he untied the rope from my heels.

I stood and as I am attempting to get into bed, he grabbed the end of the rope and pulled. This stopped my momentum and tugged my nuts unmercifully. He laughed, dropped the rope and got in bed with me.

I laid on top of him and we kissed again. He spread my cheeks as we were kissing and stuck one finger, then two fingers in my pussy. I was primed and ready to receive his 8 1/2" of hard meat.

I grabbed his rigid cock and pointed it towards my quivering open pussy hole. Panties were around my knees. I touched his mushroom head to my pussy lips, then pulled it back and placed it inside my butt cheeks and rubbed his hard cock up and down my crack.

The heat from his cock had my pussy hole gaping open and spasming!

My slippery pussy lips glided up and down his shaft from the outside. I anticipated that the moment of getting penetrated would happen soon and had me panting and moaning. We continued our passionate kissing.

Henry then grabbed his cock and pulled it away from my cheeks leaving me humping air while our lips were still locked.

He grabbed my hips and pushed me off him. He then told me, "You slut, it is not time for you to feel my hard cock buried inside of you. You have not earned that yet. You will suck my dick until I splatter my sperm and cum on your face. You can taste what drips off, but I want most of it to dry on your face.”

He had to see the disappointment in my eyes for not having been fucked, but excitement for his plan quickly overtook me. My face would soon have a baptism of jism!

He placed my inflatable buttplug in my pussy and pumped it up until I was moaning from the pressure. He retied the ropes to my heels. He added another rope and tied my hands behind my back and attached it to the rope around my balls.

He made me wiggle off the bed and onto my knees to the floor. Every movement tightened around my balls and was painful. He was enjoying this. So was I.

My balls were pulled outward away from my body and looked like they could be part of my ass. He leaned over behind me, his hard cock and large balls laying on my shoulder and tugged on the ropes causing painful pleasure and laughed at the moans.

He commanded, "Now sissy, back out to the couch to suck my cock.” I slowly turned on my knees, facing the door and saw his hard cock in my face. He said, "open wide" and proceeded to let me suck him for a few seconds before pulling out.

He replaced his cock in my mouth with a penis shaped gag instead of a ball gag. This muffled the moans. He grabbed the crop and commanded me to move. The crop smacked my tortured balls and I proceeded out the bedroom door to the couch.

On the slow knee march to the couch, Henry alternated smacks between each asscheek and balls. In the bedroom, he had also tied a rope from the head of my hardening clit to the hanging, weighted chain of the nipple clamps.

A few times, he pulled the rope as I was moving forward and the abrupt stop caused my balls to burn and the weights and clamps to swing. My sensitive nipples were searing. He just chuckled and said that I was becoming a good cock slave.

Henry stood in front of the couch and asked, "Are you ready for some cockmeat to feed on"? I looked up at him and shook my head and say yes through the gag.

He removed the cock gag and I said, "Please master Henry, I need to feel your hard cock deep in my throat. I need your hot cum to explode on my face and will eat only the cum you allow me to eat.”

He grabbed the back of my head and shoved his cock down my throat. My gag reflex had been trained and he was completely in. My tongue licked his nutsack. He moaned and left it buried for a minute. All the while, my throat and jaw muscles were massaging his organ with passion.

He then began the face fuck again. He felt the urge, but pulled out, grabbed the paddle and cracked my cheeks and nuts. His hard, slimy cock was bouncing in front of my mouth. I managed to get the head and sucked it.

With the other hand, he tugged on the nipple chain. I was writhing in ecstasy and he was not far behind.

Henry couldn't believe sex could be this erotic, kinky and fun!

He sat down and I begin bobbing up and down on his hard cock. Each movement of my head, up and down, tugged on my nipples and squeezed my nuts.

He reached over and lifted my arms, causing my nuts to turn to fire. We were both in constant moan manner. I knew he couldn't last much longer.

He released the rope from my hands, my balls dropped but were still attached to the heels. I began rubbing his balls with one hand and massaging his chest with the other. No hands stroked his cock, only mouth and throat.

He began to feel the bubbling urge.

As his long fat cock slid in and out of my throat, he told me between panting, "You cocksucking bitch, I'm about to cover your face in a puddle of cum". This made me suck even harder.

He stood up and his cock popped out of my mouth. I asked him to let me jerk his load onto my face, but he wanted to direct the load and told me that I could do it next time.

He grabbed his veiny, throbbing, slippery cock with his right hand and placed my head in position with his left. "Don't move bitch,” he commanded.

He began slowly stroking his steel pole and grabbed the nipple chain with his left. He lifted and dropped the nipple chain as he rubbed his cock.

The weights tugged on my tender nipples. He then decided just to hold and tug the chain.

My mouth was wide open hoping to catch whatever sperm he would shoot in. He was stroking faster now, his knees buckling, his heavy nutsack contracting. I rubbed his legs, muscles tensed.

We were both moaning. Then you shouted, "Here it cums bitch and don't swallow it"!

His first spurt was a string of hot, white goo that hit the bridge of my nose and left a trail across my mouth and onto my chin. He aimed the next thicker wad directly in my mouth.

The blast was so powerful as I felt it hit my tongue. This spurt was thick and laid on my tongue.

The next three spurts hit my right cheekbone, eye and forehead. There was so much stringy, thick cum that the right side of my was almost covered in jism. I laid my head back so the heavy spurts wouldn't roll off.

Henry aimed the next four spurts on the left side of my face. The first went up my nostril and the next three plastered my face. The two final shots of cum were in my mouth.

I could taste the nostril shot as it slipped down the back of my throat. He saw the thick load on my tongue and laughed.

Then he stuck his still rigid cock in my mouth and told me, "Yes, cocksucker slut, you can swallow now.” I worked his cock over and sucked every drop out.

Then I rubbed his cock all over my face and picked up whatever cum stuck and licked it off. I got to eat the majority of it and a thin film of cum covered my entire face and would be dried soon.

I continued licking until he was soft. I did so well that he released the air from the buttplug. I fell into his arms and we hugged and kissed for some time.

To be continued as Story 3.
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My second experience with a BBC and finally found

I wouldn't call my first experience with a BBC a failure nor a success. It just wasn't anything like I have heard or expected. However, having been with one man other that my husband it opened up my mind to the idea of being with another to see if I just had bad luck on my first meeting. Even if it wasn't my idea of being with somebody else, how could I complaint, since my husband didn’t mind if I did and also liked to see me in action.

It was 5 months after I had my first BBC that I let Roy set a new meeting with somebody else (Kent). Once again we set a meeting at a restaurant this time by the water in Fort Lauderdale and explained that I wanted just to meet and see where it would lead. I put on a casual dress since it was a summer evening and wore my hair down. When we made it to the restaurant, Kent was already waiting for us and stood us to receive us. My lord he was about 6’5 and although older than us by about 10 years but had a very nice built. He complimented me on my looks and was super polite, pulled the chair for me and I sat between him and hubby. Kent was super confident and just fun to be with. He didn’t hesitate to put his hand on my thighs and caress them under my dress from time to time. I was actually getting wet and could feel myself heating up to being with him. Once dinner was over Kent said it had been a pleasure to meet us and that we should plan something again if we wanted.

I told Kent that I would love to actually meet him more intimately this night if he was ok with it and he had no plans. Kent smiled and said that his evening was fully open just for me and he was mine for whatever amount of time I wanted. I turned and looked at my husband and he smiled and said we should get going. With that Kent ask us to follow him on our car. On my way there I was actually excited and felt like a little girl on her first night out. It was a short drive since he lived in a huge house right on the intercoastal and on the water. When we arrived my husband told me that he loved me and that I could do whatever I wanted with Kent. So, we went in and Kent prepared some drinks and we all sat down while music played in the background. I was sitting next to Kent and Roy was on a chair on the side just letting the events play by themselves. Kent continued complimenting my looks and caressing my thighs and breast through my dress and I was melting underneath it.

My husband asked Kent where was the restroom and excused himself. With him gone Kent reached around my waist and pulled me toward him and kiss me deeply. I returned the kiss and his hands made their way to my ass where he grabbed both of my cheeks and continued to kiss me while pulling me on top of him. This black god was so powerful and I just wanted him. So, I slipped from his arms and lowered the top part of my dress and undid my bra to let my breast free. Kent just leaned forward and kissed each one and grabbed them so he could play and squeeze them I then unzipped his pants and started to lower them and his boxers, only to find the most beautiful and thickest black penis I could have imagined. He was semi erect and I started to lick its head and wondered how I would be able to suck his manhood. I started slowly and continued opening my mouth and each time taking a little more of him. On the corner of my eye I caught my husband standing under the threshold of the hallway where the restroom was just watching me. I have no idea how long he had been there, but I went back to attending to Kent.

Roy came over and said "I see that you both decided to get better acquainted". Kent smiled and said that he was only trying to show me the extend of his hospitality. They both laughed and Roy said he hoped I was also showing Kent how I appreciated his hospitality. Kent pulled his penis from my mouth and got up and extended his hand to me and pulled me up from my knees. He leaned down and kissed me and said we should move into the bedroom. I was his and he knew it and I just followed him with Roy following us. Kent sat me on the bed as he removed his clothes and the rest of mine. He joined me on the bed and kissed me all over and made his way to my thighs and onto my pussy lips where he licked me to my first orgasm. He then came up and sucked on my nipples and kissed my breast and continue his way up kissing my neck and asked me if I wanted him. I said yes and he was reaching for protection when I stopped him and pulled him back toward me and kissed him and told him I wanted to feel all of him with no barriers. He smiled and kissed me again and positioned himself on top of me. My husband noticed Kent was about to enter me without a condom and was about to say something when I put my finger on top of my lips and made a sign for him to be quiet and not say anything while Kent kissed the other side of my neck. Them Kent pushed his manhood into me and I moaned in ecstasy. This was the second black male I have had but this time it was a perfect fit. It was like he was making love to me and I could feel every single vein on his penis.

Kent took his time and slowly started to rock back and forth. I got used to his size and was moaning the entire time as we switched positions where he had me on my hands and knees while he had me from behind. I don’t know how much time had passed but it felt like an eternity when he placed me flat on my stomach and impaled me from behind. My juices were coating his penis and I was having the best fuck of my life. He then mentioned he was about to cum and I asked him to pull out and cum all over my back. A few minutes later he came extremely hard and I felt his thick warm milk landing all over my ass cheeks and my back. He laid next to me and I felt so accomplished at that moment and just wanted to please him. I loved how it felt to make him cum and feel his warm cum all over me.

After a few minutes, Kent came back to life and pulled me from the bed and carried me on his arms to the pool right outside his bedroom. He made his way in with me and washed all the cum from me while kissing me. Then, we sat on the stairs of the pool and giggle like young lovers while Kent recovered. Then, he turned his attention to my breast and started to play with them and suck on my erect nipples. Slowly Kevin turned me facing away from him and kissed my back while massaging my pussy and he proceeded to enter me right there on the stairs of the pool. I could feel the water splashing against all my sensitive areas as he rocked back and forth. I had completely forgotten about my husband until I saw him sitting staring right into my eyes as Kent proceeded to pick his pace and really slam into me. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled back on it like he was riding me. I don't know how much of this I could take but it was so surreal to feel his. Then he placed one hand on me waist and the other grabbed my shoulder while I held for deal life as he rode me to the biggest orgasm of my life.

I lost my balance so we stopped and Kent grabbed my hand and took me back inside the room where he dried me and then, lay me back on the bed. He positioned himself between my legs and lowered himself and I watched as the massive head of his cock spread my pussy lips and stretched every ounce of me once again. I was in pure heaven and wanted Roy to come closer so he could see how Kent’s cock filled me up. I reached out to him and grabbed his hand and he could see how much I was enjoying Kent pushing deeper into me. I was loosing all control when Kent started thrusting into me at full pace. My breast were wobbling with the f***e of his thrusts and I started to ask him to “Fuck me harder!” I was besides myself, and sensed Kent tense up, but was not sure if he came since all my juices were coating his cock. After about a minute he caught his breath and continued to drill me to the bed and I kept cumming. Then he pulled out and covered my breast and stomach with his sweet nectar. He fell on top of me and we stayed in that position for several minutes, with me caressing his cock with my pussy lips and making clear I really enjoyed out time. ... Continue»
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Fantasy meeting with JB

Fantasy meeting with JB.

it was spring in the south of France, I was staying outside of Marseille for a short break to get some sun after a long cold grey winter in London.

I had arrived that morning and checked into my hotel, my room overlooked the harbour the view was amazing, I had a good feeling about the week ahead and hopped to take in all the sights and maybe meet a beautiful women to show me her sights as well.
I unpacked and decided that a walk around the harbour might be a good start, as from my window I could see plenty of attractive women in summer dresses walking in the warm spring sunshine. I left the hotel, I didn't need a jacket the warm breeze on my skin felt amazing after a cold wet London, I strolled down to the harbour a spring in my step and a smile on my face ready for whatever or who ever walked into my life.

its then that I saw her, walking towards me was someone that I had only ever seen pictures of, although I had been talking with her for over five years on line, the tall sensual body, long black silky hair, beautiful face, luscious red lips and gorgeous eyes that always melted my soul whenever I saw them was right in front of me.
I stopped dead in my tracks, my heart beating fast mouth dry and bl**d pumping round my body as she looked at me I could feel my legs give way, its amazing how some people can have such a profound effect on you, but this was no ordinary women this was JB the women I had dreamt of for so long, she could make my legs go weak with a single look.

our eyes meet, and the smile that covered her gorgeous face said it all, she recognised me and the way she blushed told me that all those late nights talking about the naughty, sensual and seductive things we would do if we ever meet and the uncontrollable passion we would have for each other all came flooding to mind in both of us.

I walked up to JB pulling her close and picking her up in my strong arms and swinging her around her sexy body felt fabulous pressed against mine, I stood back looking deep into her eyes and she giggled so sweetly I wanted to kiss her there and then. but we had never meet and I didn't want to rush her, I asked what are you doing here sweetie, she smiled I love here silly, all those years talking and I had never asked the name of her town thinking we would never meet as she had been with someone and then when she was single I was with someone, but we were here now together and both alone, and I had her in my arms.

I had so many thing to say and so many things I wanted to do with her, but before I could utter a single word she broke my heart and said she could not stop she was rushing to get to an interview and could not stay and talk, but would I like to meet for dinner later, there was no way I was letting her get away from me now that I had finally meet her as she was more breath taking in person than any photo or text message I had ever had or seen and I new I had to be with her.

she quickly wrote down the name of a restaurant said let's meet at 8:30 gave me a long passionate kiss and was gone, I don't know how long I just stood there and watched as her amazing body and the sway of her sexy hips walked of into the distance and around the corner.

it was then that I realized that a group of young women were looking at me and pointing to the huge bulge in my light coloured pants and the dark damp patch that was growing from the excitement and passion that she had just created within me, but I didn't care, let them look I had meet my angel and she kissed me.

as it was only three in the afternoon and dinner was over five hours away I was at a loose of what to do, I knew I had to make the best impression I could, so I needed a hair cut and shave, new clothes and the biggest bunch of flowers I could find, I was a man on a mission, I also knew that after all the teasing we had done this might be a night to remember.

after running around town all afternoon I had archived everything, even to the point of stopping and picking JB up some of the lingerie that I new she loved including stockings and suspenders, we had talked so long about what I would like to see her in, I didn't know if I was going too fast but it was gift wrapped and I would leave it in my room and give it too her if we had that magic spark and meet for a second time.

I was ready early, nearly an hour early but could not wait any longer, I got a taxi to the restaurant JB had called and booked a table so that when I got there a table was waiting in a romantic corner low lighting and candles on the table, soft seductive music playing in the background. I sat and ordered a glass of red wine while I waited, it was now 8:25 and the door to the restaurant opened and there she stood looking like a goddess in a knee length red dress low cut at the front showing her ample breasts the black stockings and red high heels just the way I had imagined all those years.

all eyes were on JB as she glided across the room towards me her sexy ass swaying back and fourth captivating every man in the room, I could not take my eyes of her as I stood and kissed her on the check she said that's no way to say hello to an old friend as she placed her ruby red lips against mine and pulled me close, feeling her tongue slowly exploring my mouth devouring my very soul from deep inside me, and I was her very willing slave.

I could tell by the naughty glint in her eye that the wood that I had now following that passionate kiss was not going to go down anytime soon, she slipped her hand between us brushed it across the front of my pants and said is this all for me as she let out that's sexy giggle of hers.

we sat and I had not released her hand, feeling how warm it was in mine as I looked deep into her gorgeous eyes imagining were this night might lead. the evening passed as we enjoyed a nice meal and talked of so many things as she captivated me with her beauty.

as the meal came to an end I asked if she would like to stroll down by the harbour to feel the warm night air as we talked a little more as I hatted the the thought that our evening would end, when the taxi stopped outside my hotel and I took her hand to help her out of the car her dress rode up her shapely thigh exposing her lacy stocking top, my eyes lingered there and when I looked up JB was smiling so sweetly that I could not help but laugh at being caught but she just slid forward showing more of her milky white inner thigh as she moved to stand.

as JB came level with my face she gently kissed my neck her warm breath felt amazing on my skin, her firm round breasts pressing into my chest feeling them rise and fall this women could drive me wild with desire with just a single kiss.

it was not as warm by the harbour as it was in town so being a gentleman I took off my jacket and slipped it over her bare shoulders putting my arms around her waist and returned the favour by softly kissing her neck from her shoulder all the way up until I was nibbling on her ear which by the way she was breathing and the low moan that I could hear deep inside her was hitting all the right spots.

we walked hand in hand looking out over the water as the moon lite up the sky, we found ourselves outside my hotel JB shivered I said I had better take her home as it was already past midnight and I had already taken advantage of her too long this evening at which she giggled and said, you have not taken advantage of me yet sweetie but the night is still young and if you invite me in for coffee we could warm up and see what else this special night has to offer.

as I opened the door to my room and watched her walk in, her perfect body swaying from side to side with every step I could not believe that I could be this lucky to have my very own lady in red, you stop in the middle of the room still facing away from me look over your shoulder and tell me to shut the door and unzip you.

my chin nearly hit the floor at this as it had come out of the blue, but I did as I was instructed, I slowly pulled the zipper down and watched as your dress slid down to reveal your gorgeous body, the thoughts I had been having all evening as I imagined what you were wearing beneath your dress slowly became a reality as first your black lace and satin balconette bra came into view your breasts cupped in thin material pushed up with your now swollen erect nipples just visible over the top of the bra.

as the dress slid further down and over your hips next the suspender belt came into view and then the tiny matching thong with the thin strip of material parting your pert peach snapped ass my hand coming to rest on one of the cheeks as your dress hit the floor, I whispered into your ear, you have the most amazing legs and you know how much I love black seamed stockings, you just giggled and told me that you know what else I like.

but first your going to give me that massage you promised all those years ago, when you told me how good you are because its something I have spent many nights laying awake in bed fantasizing about, you kicked off your high heels in clipped your suspender belt and tossed it aside next wen your bra then you slowly slid your panties down deliberately keeping your legs straight as you bent right over pushing them all the way to the floor, you perfect ass parting slightly to reveal a very swollen wet pussy peaking out from beneath.

you crawled up onto the bed like a panther stalking her prey, the only thing on your seamed black stockings, you rolled over as you reached the top of the bed laying back amongst the many soft pillows firm breasts pert and inviting nipples dark red and engorged, legs pressed tight together just showing me the neatly trimmed black hair bidding your women hood.

you point a stocking covered foot at me and say, would you be a sweetie and help me remove my stockings, but first I think you should get more comfortable. I have never stripped so quickly at the command to get naked, my clothes were discarded across the room leaving me standing there in just my black Lycra underwear which was only just managing with the wood that was straying to get out.

I run my hands from your feet slowly up your legs with you gradually parting the allowing me access to your soft inner thigh as I gently peel back the top of first the left then right stocking pulling them all the way down in one very slow deliberate movement I sniff at the silky soft fabric inhaling your sweet aroma deeply.
I begin to move your legs apart exposing your hot wet women hood, but you clamp your legs shut and waggle a finger at me and tell me not so quick my naughty pet, massage first and then if you have been very good I might allow you to do more as you flash me a very wicked smile, you roll over onto your stomach and looking over your shoulder you wiggle you sexy ass at me.

you are My Mistress at this moment and I am yours to command, I have some coconut oil in the bedside cabinet that I picked up earlier as you were not the only one that had spent years imagining this massage, I put a little into my hands and warmed it up before running my hands over your shoulders and down your silky smooth back and down over the cheeks of your ass making you sigh. I worked the oil into your skin using just the right amount of pressure to ease away the tension in your back slowly moving down adding more oil so I cover your entire body.

my hands now slick with coconut oil gently move over your shapely ass as I massage and caress them between my hands my thumbs sliding between the cheeks moving deeper with every pass of my hands, gently pulling them apart exposing your tiny pink rose bud to me, I move down and between your legs so that I can properly massage them, this makes you part your legs even more and the heat and sweet aroma from your women hood is driving my crazy but I control myself as o begin massaging your legs.

starting just above your feet I massage in long slow strokes all the way up and over your ass moving my hands and fingers to cover every inch of skin, as I reach just below your ass my hand is on your inner thigh and my fingers softly brush the swollen wet lips of your pussy making your whole body tingle, I continue to move my hands between your thighs alternating between legs but making sure that I caressed your pussy with each stroke across your soft skin.

then as your legs part further I am given a clear view of how swollen and wet your hot little pussy is, beads of sweet liquid glisten on your outer lips hinting at how wet you are within, being bolder my fingers begin to part your lips every time they caress them and before you know it my fingers are inside you massaging you both inside and out, as I slide inside you I can feel your body respond to my touch as you arch your body to take me deeper making my thumb rub over your sexy little rose bud.

I'm moving in and out of you with two fingers on my right hand my thumb pressing on your rose bud and slowly and gently pushing inside as my other hand moves over your well oiled body moving up your left side before slipping beneath you and cupping your firm breast your nipple pressed into the palm of my hand as I thrust my fingers deeper inside you, and then it happens I hit your G spot and your whole body explodes as the biggest orgasm you have ever had erupts and engulfs your body your gripping onto the duvet for all your worth as you begin to gush sweet liquid covering my hand as I continue to work my magic.

as your body continues to be engulfed in wave after wave of pleasure I remove my fingers and bury my face between your soaking wet hot thighs covering your throbbing pussy with my mouth my tongue licking from your right little ass all the way to your tender swollen clit before sucking on it and letting my teeth rub across it driving you wild.

after your orgasm subsides and your breathing begins to slow which seams to take a life time as you have just had the most amazing out of body experience, you lay there recovering I move up next to you and you roll over laying your head on my chest, there are no words spoken but the look you give me says it all .

you take hold of my hand and climb from the bed pulling me up, I ask what your planning, you look so beautiful standing there naked in front of me still with the afterglow of your orgasm and tell me I want you out of your underwear in in that shower right now I need your hard cock in me as we get hot and wet together, I submit myself mind body and soul to you, letting my underwear fall to the floor before you wrap your hand around my throbbing shaft and leading me to the shower and the pleasure that awaits....

For you JerseyBean with love always,
Gareth xxx
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A meeting with a woman who has a high heel fetish.

une 19, 2013

An Erotic Meeting with two Sexy Goddesses

Today I attended business meeting and to my surprise is was with two beautiful women.

The first was a young girl was in what I estimated to be her early twenties. She was tall and slender but no tits talk about. She wore slacks which hid her legs and a sexy pair of red leather high heels, I estimated the heels to be about 3 ½ inches .The toe of the heel was long and pointed and the heel, from what I could see, was a very thin a stiletto. The vamp of the heel was a little rounded and low enough to some toe cleavage but nothing worth talking about. She was wearing spice or dark beige pantyhose or knee highs. I wanted to lick them and cum over her re heels so much. It was all I could thing about. She could properly walk in heels too.

The other woman was in her late thirties or early forties. She was an attractive blond sexy enough to fuck. I sensed she was aware of what was going on in my mind. I wanted so much to fuck her on the spot while ate the young girl’s cunt. She wore a pinkish sexy sleeveless dress about 2 to 3 inches above her knees. The neckline was curved but she displayed no cleavage.

She had a pencil holder on her desk that was a miniature back high heel. From that I sensed she had a high heel or shoe fetish. This proved to be correct.

After the meeting she stood up and I lot a good look at her body. The dress highlighted the curves of her waist and hips. She had a wonderful figure. It was a sexy view and a real cock thrill. I had to do everything to do to keep my cock from getting hard. She was curvy and had a beautiful figure. She was not chunky, chubby or a BBW but she was not skinny or thin.

The real bonus was when she stood up. She wore no hosiery. Her legs were shapely, neither fat nor thin but very firm. Her high heels shaped her beautiful legs so beautifully that I wanted to feel and kiss them.

She was wearing a sexy pair of cream or beige high heels. The heel was about 3 /34 to 4 inches in height. They may have been 4 ¼ but I can’t be sure. They had a double ankle strap. The toe was a little rounded. The vamp was also somewhat rounded also but not low enough to display any toe cleavage. The heel as not a stiletto and one could not call it thin. It was slightly thick bit mot by much.

I had to stand very close to her while she bent over and wrote a memo for me. She could not see where my eyes were looking. A got a good down view of her legs and feet but I paid more attention to her sexy high heels and feet. The height of her high heels truly highlighted her feet. They definitely lifted her heels and had a dramatic impact on the sexy shape of her feet and legs. Like her young friend she knew how to walk in then to. She had a very sexy stride.

I hope this account brings you some pleasure knowing there are women out there with show fetishes and also know very well that high heels, and sexy feet and shapely make a man cock hard and stiff.

Thank you very much to the sexy sluts I met today. I love you so much for dressing this way. More women should be like you to adopt this sexy attire for the office. I will have another meeting with these goddesses next month and I will write of my experience. I can’t wait to see what they will be wearing.

Needless to say I had to rush home and write this account. My cock is so hard just recalling my meeting I will locate some photos of similar high heels that I saw today and jerk off. There will be cum everywhere when I am finished.
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Posted by camgibynot 1 year ago  |  Categories: Fetish, Mature, Voyeur  |  Views: 788  |  
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Meeting with MistressAngelLuv part 1

My meeting with Mistres Angel was just what I was hoping it would be.

That wonderful Monday began with me showering at home, putting on my dark purple "modified" leggings and loading up the rest of the toys in the car. When I say "modified" I mean the crotch has been cut out of them to allow easier access to my cock and ass. I wore the purple ones because, 1) Mistress ordered me to, and 2) Mistress loves purple. The jeans I put on over my leggings had some interestingly placed holes in them; one of them being in my left ass cheek where all you could see was about a 3/4 inch diameter spot of my naked flesh. Other holes in those jeans were in my knees, so everyone at the gas station I stopped at before leaving town could tell I was wearing something under my jeans.

With the car loaded with my duffel bag of play toys, another duffel loaded with bondage rope, my cupping set, nipple cylinders, and my vacuum pump for said nipple cylinders. I made sure the tripod was also packed along with a change of outfit that Mistress requested. After the final check at the gas station, I hit the road for our meeting.

As I have said earlier, Mistress required me to arrive wearing leggings, but no butt plug after a final order the previous day. The whole way to pick up Mistress, some 80 miles, I could think of nothing but seeing her beautiful body finally in person. Her lovely breasts with pierced nipples and her equally beautiful pussy. After having my cell phone go off about 15 minutes into my journey with mistress texting me, I responded via voice. In other words, I picked up the phone and called my Mistress. We chatted for a few minutes and she asked me to tell her when I was about 10 miles out from picking her up. Miss didn't want to keep me on the phone long due to the fact that I was 1) driving and 2) I was driving through some rain, which was in the forecast.

As I neared Mistress' home I verified the directions I had scribbled on an envelope to verify how to find her home. Upon pulling in to her drive, I sent a text saying, "Your pet has arrived, Mistress." Within 30 seconds, I was out of the car and greeting my Mistress for the first time. We went inside where I was introduced to her house mate, Daddy Mike. Mistress led me into her "office" where she sits and chats with me via cyberspace, so this room was perfect for a first meeting place. Mistress showed me her office chair in which she sits with no panties on and the little pillow that I have made wet numerous times from our conversations on Messenger. We sat and chatted for a bit, then I loaded Mistress' 3 bags into the car. I found out later exactly what these bags would contain. We both said goodbye to Daddy Mike and headed off to the hotel.

We arrived at the hotel some 15 minutes later. The whole trip there was spent with both of us chatting with each other and getting to know one another better. We parked the car after checking in and proceeded to unload it of all the goodies. I locked the door and took a seat on one of the beds while Miss sat on the other. Again, we talked some more, this time getting more and more involved with our sexual exploits of the past and things we hoped would come. I was the first to "break the ice" by taking off my shirt and jeans and letting Mistress get her first live look at what she had only seen from the pictures I had sent her via e-mail and text message. As soon as Miss saw I was nude, minus my leggings, she followed suit and got undressed as well and I got my first look at Mistess' body. A body that I had only seen in e-mail pics and text messages. I immediately felt myself getting aroused and sat back down on the bed so as not to show my Mistress her slave doing something he was not permitted to.

Mistress put on a pair of panties, "For effect" she told me and a sexy, black lingerie top. She sat back down on the bed and the chatting continued. After some time Mistress stood and I followed suit by standing as well. I told Mistress I could not hold back any longer. "Ever since you took off your bra, I've been wanting to do this." I said as I took her breasts in my hands and my mouth found her nipples. Mistress groaned with pleasure as I did this. Her hand found it's way to my crotch to find me somewhat hard, but not totally rock hard.

Mistress laid back on the bed so that I could shave her beautiful pussy that her Master had allowed me to do. I went to get the bowl, shave gel, and razor from the sink area and Mistress was already laying on her back with her legs spread for me. I excused myself for what I was about to do. I had to see how wet Mistress was due to the fact that we were not really being very "clean" with our chatting during the ride to the hotel. I took my tongue and ever so softly parted her lips and got my first taste of my Mistress. Indeed, my Mistress was very wet and would soon become much wetter. I lathered up her beautiful pussy and lips and gently shaved my Mistress baby smooth. I don't rush when I shave a woman, I take my time which mistress appreciated greatly. After some 20 minutes of shaving, see, I told you I take my time, I cleaned the bowl I was using for rinse water and Mistress' pussy of all traces of lather from the shaving.

Now is the time when I consider our session to officially begin. It began with me giving my Mistress oral sex. From our conversations on Yahoo Messenger, I had told her that I was really good at performing oral sex. As I was flicking my tongue over her pussy lips and clitoris, Mistress said "Oh, you weren't k**ding. You are good at that." As Mistress said this a smile came across my face. I stopped then and retrieved one of my cylinders to pump Mistress' clit for her. I set the cylinder in place, attached the pump and proceeded to draw vacuum. AS soon as the first sign of vacuum hit, Mistress moaned in pleasure. I left the clit pump in place and moved to her breasts where my mouth found her nipples and piercings. I spent about 5 minutes sucking on her nipples until I brought out the cupping set to further pump her nipples for her.
After the nipple cylinders were in place I went back to service my Mistress' pussy. The clit cylinder was removed revealing a nicely engorged clitoris which was very sensitive to any touch. Luckily the touch Mistress' clit felt was my tongue. I gave my Mistress oral sex again and soon I had her convulsing with multiple orgasms.
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My First Meeting With Denise

My First Meeting With Denise

A story by Chris Straight
@all rights reserved



I was hiking in the hills just on the edge of the city. I had a favorite trail. It was quiet and peaceful. Lots of green shade and plenty of pine needles on the trail. When I came to a familiar fork in the trail, I decided not to take my usual path and instead I took the other trail, which was hardly visible. It dipped down for a while, and then curved around a bit. Then, without warning, I came upon a man and woman arguing. He was dressed in army camouflage—boots, pants, shirt, hat, the whole thing. She was maybe 5’ 6” a brunette, with hair that just touched the top of her shoulders. She was wearing turquoise shorts and a ribbed, white tank top that showed off her incredible physique. The trail had changed so quickly that there was no way I could pretend I didn’t see them.

“You promised,” the camouflage guy was saying.

“But I’m scared,” she said.

Then they saw me.

“Ooops,” I said. “Sorry, I didn’t see you on the trail.”

“No problem,” the guy said.

I noticed he was holding a camera.

I was right next to them now. Despite his camouflage gear, the guy looked friendly. And the girl was definitely hot. Her breasts were clearly outlined underneath her tight tank top.

“Can I help?” I asked.

The guy looked at me. “Well,” he said. “We came out here to take some pictures. And now she doesn’t want to pose for me.”

“Listen,” I said, looking at his wonderful girl. “You don’t have to worry about a thing. This trail is never used. I mean I’ve been hiking this area for months and I only discovered it by accident.

“You’re sure?” the girl spoke for the first time. She had a soft, dreamy kind of voice.

“I guarantee it,” I continued. “You’ll be totally alone here. I only discovered this portion of trail by accident.

“I don’t know,” she said.

“Come on,” the guy insisted. We drove all the way out here. I brought all this equipment.”

I now noticed there was a pack on the ground. I could see several lengths of rope. I surmised there could be other gear in the pack—leather cuffs, floggers, whips, toys.

“Listen,” I said. “I’m sorry I interrupted your scene here, but maybe I can help. Sometimes meeting a stranger can be a good thing.”

“What do you mean?” asked the guy.

“You get your camera ready and just watch me,” I said, not knowing exactly what I would do next, but determined not to let this chance slip away from me.

“What’s your name?” I said to the girl.

“Denise.”

“Denise, “ I said, “You’re going to pose for your boyfriend and let him take all the pictures he wants. I’m going to help by telling you exactly what to do, and you’re going to do it. Understand?”

Denise didn’t say anything. In fact, she looked a bit doubtful.

“I like it,” the guy said. “Denise, please don’t spoil our date.”

I needed to see the girl naked right away.

“Denise,” I ordered. “You can keep your tennis shoes on, but take off everything else. Right now.”

First she pulled her tank top off and revealed a fine set of tits—a real handful. Then she tugged off her tight shorts, pushed them down her smooth legs, and stepped out of them.

All this time, I could hear the click of the camera as the guy took pictures.

“Come on,” I said. “Quit stalling. Get those panties off!”

She complied.

As I could have guessed, her pussy was perfectly shaved. Probably already moist, too. Well, I’d soon find out.

“Now hold your hands up behind your neck,” I said, “Like in a pin-up picture.”

The guy kept taking his pictures.

While she was posed like that, I went up to her and softly held her tits in my hands.

“You have really wonderful breasts,” I said.

Denise didn’t say anything. So, I started squeezing her breasts a little harder. Then I began to really maul them quite a bit.

I twisted each tit counterclockwise. Then I twisted them clockwise. Then I twisted them in opposite directions.

I was crazy for her tits.

The camera was clicking like mad.

“Stop,” Denise protested. “You’re hurting me.”

I held onto her tits and twisted them some more.

“I haven’t even begun to hurt you,” I said. “But I will.”

I reached into the pack, found the cuffs and put them on her wrists and ankles. I looped the rope through the D-rings in the wrist cuffs, tied them together, and then tossed the rope over a branch overhead. I tugged the rope until her arms were stretched firmly over her head.

I found several stakes and a hatchet in the pack and I quickly hammered one stake into the ground and used it to anchor the rope.

“Denise,” I said, admiring my work. “You look really nice tied up like that.”

Denise squirmed a bit and her breasts swayed.

The camera kept clicking.

I went up to her tied up like that. I jammed the first two fingers of my right hand onto her moist cunt twisting them around trying to find her G-spot. With my right thumb, I started rubbing her clit.

“Denise,” I said. “You really like being strung up like this, don’t you?”

With my right hand exploring her cunt, she just sort of moaned. I made sure she was nice and wet.

But I didn’t want Denise to have too much fun.

I stopped fingering her and went over to the pack where I found a leather flogger. It was actually pretty stiff, not as soft as I’d expected. So much the better.

I started using the flogger on Denise’s back. Not too hard at first. I just kept hitting her. Five times on the right side of her back and shoulders. Five times on the left. In no time at all she was moaning with pleasure. I could see her lovely back was getting redder and redder. I must have hit her back a 100 times at least.

Then, I slapped the flogger on her ass, hitting her harder now. She arched her back so her ass stuck out, and I could hit it more easily. After about 50 stokes her ass was nice and red.

I kept on hitting her ass. As the whipping continued, Denise’s moans of pleasure changed into little cries of pain. That was what I was after. I kept whipping her ass. A little harder with each stroke.

All this time the camera was clicking. But I’d stopped playing attention to the guy.

It was just Denise and I.

When her cries started coming faster, I decided to give Denise a rest. I put the flogger over my shoulder, went around to her front and started mauling her breasts again.

I squeezed and twisted her fine breasts. Then I concentrated on her nipples. I pinched them in my fingers and dug my nails into her sensitive flesh. I pinched and twisted as hard as I could.

“Please,” Denise said. “Please.”

“Please what?” I said. “I’m not going to stop.”

But I did. I had another surprise in store for Denise.

I took the whip off my shoulders and stood facing her. Now I began whipping her tits. Softly at first, just to get my aim.

Each time the leather tails hit her breasts, they shook delightfully. First I hit the outside of her left breast and it bounced. Then I hit the outside of her right breast and it bounced.

Denise moaned and cried with each stroke.

I concentrated on hitting the outside of each breast. Sometimes I used the full f***e of the leather with a lot of thud. And Denise’s tits would bounce with the impact of the flogger. And sometimes I hit her with just the tips of the leather tails, which can be more painful.

“Oh, God,” Denise cried, writhing helplessly with her hands bound above her head. “Please. Please.”

By concentrating on hitting Denise’s tits with just the tips of the leather tails, I began to see faint red lines marking the outside of each breast. Three or four delightful red welts on her left breast. Four or five crimson welts on her right breast. I had left my mark on the beautiful woman’s breasts.

The camera was clicking away.

I decided to move on. So, I put the flogger around my shoulders and found two more stakes. I hammered them into the ground about three feet apart. Then I used another length of rope to fasten Denise’s ankle cuffs to the stakes.

Her finely shaped legs were spread open for me and for my whip.

I stood back and looked at Denise. It was the classic Eiffel Tower position. Her hands hoisted high and straight over her head and her legs spread open like the base of the Paris tower.

She was a beautiful and very vulnerable target.

At fist, I used the whip on thighs, slapping the inside of each thigh until they were quite pink.

Denise squirmed and cried but she was helpless.

When I got tired of flogging her thighs, I started aiming the whip right between her lets. Softly, at first, and using an underhand motion, I swung the whip so the tips of the tails hit the back of her ass, and the middle of the tails thudded against her pussy. At first, it would feel like a leather pussy massage.

I was in no rush. If I was patient, I knew what was going to happen.

I kept on whipping her pussy like that. Hitting her clit and labia with the thick portion of the tails, and letting the leather tips sting her ass cheeks.

Denise struggled and pulled against the cuffs holding her arms over her head. And she twisted against the ropes securing her legs to those stakes I’d driven into the ground.

It was a pretty picture. Each time I hit her, she moved like a stripper dancing for money.

Only she wasn’t going to get any money. Just a whipping.

And there was no way she could protect her cunt from the whip.

I kept whipping her. Not hard. I didn’t need to. Just continuous steady flogging. Making the thud do the work.

Denise’s breathing grew deeper.

Instead of twisting against the stakes in the ground, she began thrusting her hips towards each whip stoke.

I increased the f***e of my whipping a bit.

The camera kept clicking.

I heard a deep, hoarse moan escape from Denise’s lips, and she erupted into a gradually quickening series of cries and shrieks.

I kept whipping her pussy.

Denise’s orgasm continued like a sudden storm, washing over her whipped body.

“Please. Please,” Denise cried.

I softened the whipping a bit. I let her orgasm exhaust itself.

“Please. Please,” Denise begged.

“I’m not done with you yet,” I said to her.

“Now, get your camera ready,” I said to Denise’s companion. I’m going to finish her off.

I unfastened Denise’s ankles, and I put the pack on the ground. Then I lowered the rope so she could kneel on the pack. After all, I didn’t want her to hurt her knees,

Denise’s hands were still stretched over her head, and she was kneeling in front of me.

I could clearly see the bright red lines my whipping had marked on each of her breasts.

I threw the whip away and lowered my pants.

“Now, it’s my turn,” I said.

I rubbed my cock on her cheeks and felt my cock grow harder.

Denise was helpless.

As my cock hardened, I slapped her face with it.

I rubbed my cock under her chin. Then moved towards her mouth.

“Lick the tip of my cock,” I ordered her.

Denise obeyed by opening her lips. She licked my cock carefully.

“You lucky girl,” I said.

Denise’s mouth was warm, wet and inviting. I shoved my cock a little further into her.

But I didn’t go all the way in yet, because I wanted to feel Denise’s lips and tongue on my cock.

The camera was clicking.

When I could no longer stand the soft caress of Denise’s tongue on my cock, I jammed my cock all the way to the back of her throat.

I held my hard cock in that position. I let her get control of her breathing.

“Denise,” I said. “I’m going to ride you for a while.”

I think she attempted to cry out in protest, but my cock was gagging her.

I withdrew my cock a bit, and then I pushed my cock against the back of her throat and held it there. Then I took my cock half way out, waited a moment and then drove back in.

Denise started to gag.

“Breathe through your nose,” I commanded. “Swallow my cock down your throat.”

I backed out a bit, and let Denise regain her composure. Then I jammed my cock back deep into her throat.

She gagged some more.

She’d learn one way or the other.

I had a great time, riding my hard cock into and out of Denise’s mouth and throat.

Over and over again, I pulled my pulsing cock back out, then relentlessly drove it again into the back of her throat. I could feel my balls pressing on her chin.

The camera kept clicking.

In fact, the camera seemed precisely synchronized with my cock.

I used poor Denise’s mouth and throat for my exclusive pleasure.

As I grew more excited, I grabbed her already bruised breasts and squeezed them tightly.

Denise was drooling non-stop with my thick cock jammed into her throat.

“Denise,” I said, “You are about to receive your reward.”

I pulled my throbbing cock out of her mouth, took a half step back, and aimed my cock at her helpless face.

I squeezed off twice and my hard spray of cum shot at Denise’s face, striking her just below her left eye.

I saw her wince when my cum hit her.

Then, I shifted quickly and continued my cumshot so hit just above her right eye.

My hot cum oozed down the bound girl’s face.

A couple more spasms laid more cum on her.

When my cock was empty, I shoved it back into Denise’s mouth.

“Suck out all my cum,” I ordered her.

Denise obeyed immediately. I didn’t even have to warn her to suck my cock softly. She knew.

I let Denise suck my cock for three or four minutes like that.

When I was rested again, I pulled my cock out.

“Well,” I said, looking at the guy “I hope you got some good pictures.”

“You bet,” he said. “Let’s trade phone numbers. I want us to do this again.”

I looked at Denise. She was still on knees, her arms stretched over her head, with my cum all over her face. I could see the red welts on her breasts.

“That would be a good idea,” I said.

Then, almost as an afterthought, I said, “Why don’t you untie her.”






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Meeting With Mark part 1

Meeting With Mark . Part 1
It had been six months since our holiday in Thailand where we had had our sexual adventure with Mark and Lamai . Our sex life had got back to routine during the months following our return , the memories of our first introduction to swapping fading away as the winter nights crept in and the more familiar weekly quickies on a Saturday night becoming the norm ‘ .
We had said very little about our holiday encounter after we returned home but the memory of watching another man thrusting his hard cock into my wife’s wet pussy was an image fixed in my mind, an image I long to see again .
So it came as a pleasant surprise when we had just both got home from work one night we received a phone call from Mark saying he was in England on business and would we like to meet up for a meal . Karen got very excited and asked to speak to Mark on the phone . She was chatting away as if it were a long lost friend and I started to think of her and him together that hot night in Chang Mai , the sight of his long hard cock sliding in and out of her sweet cunt as she sat astride of him , the sheer excitement I had felt at that moment and the most wonderful come gushing orgasm that had followed .
We arranged to meet with Mark the following Saturday night and booked a nice country hotel in a village near to the town he was staying in . Karen was liked a changed women , she suddenly had sprung back to life , hardly hiding her excitement she said how nice it was Mark had called and asked us to dinner and how nice it would be to see him again .
She asked if I was disappointed he had not bought Lamai to England, I said a little but I admitted that it was watching her and Mark that had thrilled me more than anything else. She said she knew that and gently kissed me on the lips her hand had moved on to my hardening cock . Would you like to see that again she asked ? My cock hard now to her touch. I would said, very much. Karen eased my trousers down, pushed my shorts over my thighs and I felt her soft hand around my cock. Mmm so I see she said her hand running up and down the length of my hard dick . Would you enjoy me doing this to Mark again she asked ? My fingers touching his cock, slowly rubbing it, watching me getting him hard? My red fingernails gently feeling his balls, teasing the come from his hard cock? Her voice was a whisper now; I could feel her hot breath against my neck, her tongue licking the underside of my chin. My cock was rock hard at the thought of her wanking Marks long member, the pre come was oozing from my penis; she rubbed it on her fingers and gently fed into my mouth. Tell me what I can do to him she said, would you allow me to suck his cock? Would you like me to do that to him? Put his hard dick in to my mouth and suck the come from his balls? Oh yes I said , I would love to see you doing that , sucking his big dick , watching him coming in your mouth .My balls were filling now , I could hardly contain the feeling of spunk about to make its journey of excitement through my urethra . Karen took her hand from my cock just in time, she stood in front of me and lifted her skirt to reveal her black panty hosed legs, her white knickers visible through the nylon, the sweet folds of her fleshy hips pressing against the nylon, the seams of her pantyhose leading my eyes to the region of her juicy cunt hole.
Karen pulled down her pantyhose and knickers as far as her knees and took of her skirt, still wearing her high heels she allowed her fingers to reach through her wispy cunt hair and touch her beautiful wet slit. She let out a little moan and I eased forward towards her. No! She said I want you to watch , while you come for me , thinking about Mark fucking me , putting his cock into me and fucking me hard , hearing me moan as his fucking dick rubs my pussy lips , his come filling my cunt till it drips out and runs over my thighs .
I was getting close to coming now ,the thought of Karen been pounded by Marks cock and the vision of his creamy spunk running out of her sweet pussy was making my head spin with pleasure . I watched as Karen thrust back her head, her blonde hair tossed back as she rubbed her fingers harder into her vagina. I could hear the wet clicking noises her cunt juices were making as she wanked her clitoris button, watching as her red painted fingernails disappeared inside her dripping love slit. Oh god I coming !! She gasped oh god, fuck! Fuck! Karen’s whole body shook in anticipation as her orgasm began to take over, her beautiful legs and strong fleshy thighs stiffening as her jerks become more f***eful and intermittent. I could see her sticky cunt juices glistening on her fingers, her hairy mound pushing forward as the last throes of violent orgasm sent sensations into her stomach. Her breasts were pressing against her white blouse, her buttons had come undo and I could see the sweet curves of her milky white titties pushing to find a way out of her black lacy bra.
She shuddered as her fingers moved from her vagina, her legs looked so shapely in her black court shoes, her fingers moved to her mouth, her red lips parted as she placed them inside and licked off all her sweet smelling pussy juice.
I want you to come for me now she said , come all over my pussy , my pussy Mark has just fucked , his filthy cream dripping out of me , I want you to add yours .
I got up my trousers dropping down to my ankles and stood in front of her wanking my cock , the fever of my lust taking over my brain , an electric shock running along my shaft as I pushed forward to be nearer to her wet love hole . I was wanking hard , never taking my eyes from her cunt , her beautiful cunt , her beautiful blonde hairy pubes , her sweet slit hiding behind them , her strong thighs , her legs all the way down to her high heels , I knew I had to realise my love jet , I could feel it hot and ready to explode from my shaft .
Karen had reached down and taken her panty liner from her tights, I heard the rip of the Velcro and she opened it up, a little stain running down its length, some darker in places, a perfect replica of her slit embroidered on its material. Mmm...She said would you like to smell my cunt she asked. Oh god yes I whimpered..It’s all my juices from when Marks was talking on the phone earlier and I want to share them with you , I want you to know how wet I was thinking about him fucking my cunt while you were watching us ,wanking your cock . She placed the the pad under my nose and I took in a deep breath , the familiar scent of her cunt filling my nostrils , a mix of stale and sweet perfume filling my nose and mouth with all the filth of her womanly secretions .
This was all too much for my hard cock , my thick creamy come escaped from my penis as I pushed myself forward , panting as thrill off my come rushed through my dick , gasping for breath only to find the my head filled with the exciting mixture of Karen’s panty liner taking my orgasm to a level of uncontrollable fulfilment . My come splashed onto Karen’s cunt sticking to her pubis , great lumps of the thick creamy mixture covered her white thighs and dripped onto her black shoes . My cock rubbed against her protruding belly leaving a shining trail of my fluid across her pale flesh as the last droplets of come seeped from my throbbing hot member .
My cock still hard and electric spasms causing my scrotum to leap up and down Karen’s fingers teased the end of my dick as she kissed my lips ,her tongue darting into my mouth . My glans head was sore and the sticky fluid was still dripping from its hole . Karen’s hand reached down to my balls, her fingernails gently scratching the underside of my scrotum . Did you enjoy that darling she asked. Yes I said it was fantastic . I love you very much you know , I will only ever love you . I love you too , more than anything I said . I would never do anything to hurt you I only want to please you said Karen . I know that I replied ...and don’t worry it would please me very much......

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My meeting with tranny milf Sandy 54 part 1

Wanna tell you about my meeting with Trannymilf Sandy 54!

I met Sandy through an add in a pornographic magazine I was 23 then so she was 31 years older than me. Wanting for long to meet a much older tranny beauty I got really excited when she agreed to meet me. We met in her apartment after I rang the doorbell a beautiful woman in her midfifties with a white dress long blond hair,white nylonstockings and white high heels opened the door. Her face had a heavy-makeup I was stunned by her looks. Welcome Nellie she said I guess you would like to change? Yes I said with a trembling voice and she showed me in to her bathroom where I did my make-up and put on my underwear all in red with red stockings tied to a garterbelt and a black leather skirt and a red blouse! I noticed that I forgotten my shoes so I had to walk out to Sandy on my red glossynylonfeet!


Well,well she said what a lovely young slu..she said but corrected herself and said girl instead. I sat on the sofa we drank some wine and talked for a little while but I couldnt take my eyes off her lovely white nylonfeet in her white highheeled shoes. She said so you like them ? Mm I said quitely!
Kiss them!She said get on your knees anfd kiss them! I happily did what she said and fell on my red nylonknees and kissed and licked her shoes my already hard shedick grew even harder and so she noticed. TBC....if you want me to continue the story Please comment only want comments from trannies,shemales.cds and women!NOT men! /Nellie

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Second Date with My Wife

A few years ago I was on a second date with this beautiful Latina girl who later became my wife. She was in her early thirties, 130 pounds, long straight brown hair to the middle of her back, brown eyes, and had great sexy wide feet. Her toes were perfectly tapered.

This was our second date, and we were sitting in my truck after dinner in a public parking lot at about 10:00 pm at night. We were just chatting and laughing when during the conversation, she put her feet in my lap. She was wearing sexy brown high heeled sandals, and I kept glancing at her feet. During the conversation she said "Oh you like my feet don't you?" I asked her why she thought that and she said she noticed I kept looking at them. So as we talked I started to massage them a little though the spaces of her arches of her sandals. While I did this she smiled and wiggled her toes while in her sandals. My cock began to get hard from this while in my jeans which were just under her ankles.

She said while I massaged her feet through her sandals, "you really like this don't you?" I said I did. She then said I could take her sandals off if I wanted. I took her sandals off which revealed a pair of perfect size 7 Latina feet. Her feet were so soft, a little wide, with perfect soles and those hot tapered toes. I massaged her feet for a few minutes and then tickled them a little which she giggled while we talked. My cock grew harder and harder especially after I was tickling her feet a little. She felt the hardness under my jeans and began to run her toes over my hard cock which was still in my jeans. My cock grew so hard I could barely contain them in my jeans and she finally said "do you want to let him out?" Without a word, I unzipped my jeans and pulled out my rock hard cock which came out between her feet. She cooed and immediately began giving me a footjob. She used her soles and toes and worked my rock hard shaft up and down. My precum lubed her soles which I was watching in the moonlight. She began breathing heavy and never took her eyes off her hot feet working on my throbbing cock.

She worked my cock for over 20 minutes until I finally started to cum all over her hot, sexy, soft Latina feet. the first burst squirted all over her legs almost up to her skirt, the second all over the tops of her feet and down her sexy soles. She then told me in a very sexy voice to massage the cum into her feet which I did.

After that she asked me to drive her home. When we arrived she asked me to come in. She made me wait in the living room and a few minutes later she came out in a pink lingerie outfit that showed her nice ass, and athletic legs. We made out for awhile in the living room and my cock began to grow hard again feeling her legs around me and her passionate kisses on my mouth and neck. We went into her bedroom and she laid on her back and put her feet in the air. I immediately began to lick and suck her toes as I took out my hard cock and removed her thong underwear to expose her beautiful shaved pussy. I continued to lick her soles and even tickled them a little while licking her perfect soles. She would giggle a little but still breathe heavy. At this point we were not saying a word, just enjoying each others body.

I finally got super hard to where I could feel my heartbeat in my cock. I began to thrust my cock inside of her for the first time. Slowly inch by inch as she moaned. The whole time I am still licking both of her sexy soles and toes which were together and extended right in my face while she was laying on her back. I fucked her harder and harder as I feverishly licked her super hot soles! She was moaning more and more as I pumped all of my rock hard nine inch cock in her. She finally started to cum and I spread her legs out as far as they would go to get as deep as I could inside of her while she was cumming. She finally climaxed hard and she let out a scream as I felt her pussy soaking in wetness. Her feet curled and her toes pointed while this was happening. Upon seeing this I pumped her super fast with my big cock and I began to swell. She felt this and used her legs to hold me in and I exploded my hot cum deep inside of her pumping loads of super hot cum deep inside of her tight pussy. I still fucked her but slower now, licking her feet again. She giggled more and told me was more ticklish after cumming. I finally pulled my cock out and sucked and tickled her feet for a few more minutes.

I ended up spending the night at her house that night. I was so turned on I fucked her three more times doing that same scenario to her from 1:00 am - 11:00 am. I watched the sun come up through her bedroom window while I was fucking her hot little pussy and licking her ticklish soles at the same time. I only slept about an hour that whole night. It was one of the hottest foot fetish / fucking experiences I ever had. ... Continue»
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A second round with black boss

A second round with black boss

That weekend was going to be a little bit long without Victor at home. He had to fly to Chicago and would come back on Monday. So, I was out on Saturday afternoon running errands at the local mall when I ran into Cornell at the parking lot.
“What a nice coincidence, just now your hubby is away from town” The giant black man said, as a big smile appeared in his handsome face. It caught me by surprise and things were a little awkward as we talked. I have to admit I was starting to get wet as I recalled the situation a couple weeks ago when Cornell had fucked me wildly in the bathroom at that boring party.
We walked to our cars together and finally he asked me if I wanted to come over his home for a drink. I knew he wanted more than just a drink but after that night together in the bathroom I wanted more of his huge black cock. I agreed to go “just for a drink but only a drink” and I followed him to his house driving my own car.
Once there Cornell poured a couple glasses and sat down beside me on the couch. It didn't take too long to have his arm around my waist and his lips against mine. His large hands were all over my breast. He then lowered my top to release my round tits and he sucked my nipples; they were so hard now and I was getting wetter and wetter by the second. Cornell pulled off his shirt, then loosened his pants and showed me his huge black tool already rock hard. I jumped to my knees and tried to get his beautiful piece in my mouth, but he grabbed me by the hair telling:
“I can’t wait; Ana, just want to fuck you right now”. He almost pleaded.
He turned me around, making me bend over the arm of the sofa. Then pulled off my denim skirt and ripped off my cotton panties with a swift motion of his large hand. I felt two fingers entering between my wet pussy lips, as he started to finger fuck me.
He looked really surprised when he exclaimed; “You are so fucking wet Anita”.
“Of course” I replied. “So fucking horny waiting for that huge black cock of yours”
He said no more; just grabbed my ass cheeks spread open and I could feel my own juices running out of my pussy. I buried my head into the cushion of the sofa as I could feel the head of his cock entering my wet cunt. Then he started pumping and I felt so full I had forgotten how huge he was. A little pain was growing now on my pussy lips, but at the same time, the pleasure was just fucking incredible. He continued fucking me, picking up the pace.
All of sudden he started slapping my ass cheeks harder and harder. I could feel them in heat as I started to cum. Then I could feel him inserting a finger into my asshole that sent me over the edge, as my whole body started to shake, invaded by a wild, full orgasmic pleasure.
He continued plowing my pussy harder and harder, making me cum again after just two minutes. He grabbed my hair and yelled at my ear: “Want it rough, bitch?” “I will fuck you like you have never been fucked in your whole life” He barked as he fucked me harder and harder.
He was being now so rough; I could feel his pelvis slamming into my backside as I was taking the full length of his huge black dick deep inside my cunt. He had both hands on my curly hair pulling my head back then I could feel his cock getting harder inside me. He then yelled he was cumming and after a few seconds I felt his warm semen flooding my swollen cunt.
After his orgasm subsided he let go off my hair and I dropped face down onto the sofa, feeling he pulling out his limp cock out of my wet vagina. I felt all the juices flowing out of my cunt down the inside of my legs.
Cornell sat down close to me and I got up off the couch to get between his legs to clean all the juice off his magnificent cock. I couldn't believe it but as I did this he started getting hard again.
When he was ready to continue I jumped up on top of him; I looked into his eyes, telling him that I was not done yet. I grabbed his cock and still riding him, I inserted it back again inside my willing pussy.
He played with my tits as I bounced up and down on him. I could feel another orgasm building, as he pinched my nipples, making me get more and more aroused. I changed my motion from bouncing to grinding I could feel his cock swirling inside me. I felt something build inside me I had to get off him as my orgasm took over my body, I lifted myself off his dick then exploded all over him and the sofa, squirting really wildly.
Then Cornell told me he was not done yet; so, he grabbed my hips and threw me off him and onto the floor on my hands and knees. He also got off the sofa to get behind me. I thought he wanted to fuck me doggy style, but he had other idea, as he scooped some of our juices from my cunt, to lube my asshole…
He smeared my anus; then inserted two large fingers, making me cry in pain and surprise.
I turned to him telling: “No way I can take you in my ass… you will tear me apart”.
He looked down at me and said he would take it easy in my ass. He then started to guide his cock slowly into my asshole. It hurt like hell at first; I could feel my anus on fire. I tried to pull away, but he grabbed my hips so I couldn't get away anymore. He continued to ease into my sore anus and I protested, but then the pain started to ease and pleasure was actually taking over.
Cornell laughed wildly, telling me; “I knew it, bitch, you took all my full cock in your ass”.
I begged him to go easy; I did not want to spend the rest of the day at the hospital. He started pumping my asshole nice and slow, making me feeling good, as he picked up the pace shoving his dick in faster and faster… He then got up on his feet to give me a good “old prison” style fuck, as he told me. He was really giving it to me now driving his full length into my anus.
He reached around to start fingering my cunt while he plowed my anus. I was feeling so wet, so fucking slutty and horny as I was getting my ass fucked by a beautiful hard big black cock !!.
His fingers were now deep inside my cunt as I could sense his orgasm coming on me. Suddenly he pushed hard into my ass and I could feel his hot cum flowing into my rectum…
He rested over my back, recovering his breath and after a while he pulled out of me. I collapsed onto the floor with his cum flowing from my cunt and asshole.
Cornell sat on the couch to have a sip of his wine glass. I got up and tried to reach the bathroom; I had some trouble walking as I felt my asshole so swollen and sore.
He thanked me for the good time, telling me from now on I would be his own white slut anytime he wanted to fuck my ass…
I drove home; thanking that still had another two days to recover myself, before Victor came back and could claim for sure to fuck me in the ass…

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Sex With Beggar & Worker In ATrain

Hi Friends I am Tanvi. I am here to narrate my real life experience which happened me in a train journey (Excuse me for my English in this story) .I am engineer by profession and a keen reader of Sex stories. It is evident that we all have some kind of sexual experience which does not fit the normal criteria. I have born in Delhi and belong to upper middle class f****y. When I was 8 yrs. old I was sexually abuse by my cousin. I was unaware of such things and he took advantage of my innocence in absence of my parents. Later when I was in 6th class that cousin tried to touch my boobs in a party but i immediately run off towards my parents to escape this unwelcomed gesture. Later he apologized to me for what he did when i was a c***d and this incident. I have only some faint memory of what he did when I was a c***d but in one incident he licked my soft vagina and made me lick his dick. He also masturbated in front of me but as far as I know, I was not penetrated by him.

So that was about c***dhood. But this abuse has deep impacted my sexual behavior and my nature. I have a tendency to flirt with guys and i have abnormal sexual fantasies. I have never expressed my fantasy to anyone except my bf and he is indifferent about them. Later when i was in 12th class i got a mobile and in which i opened airtel messenger as a curiosity to explore new mobile and its functionality. In chat room i met with an uncle who asked my number and i gave it to them. We used to talk on phone when i used to travel in bus to go to my coaching. Initially we talked normally but one day he asked whether i want to have sex chat with him. I didn’t knew what it is but i readily accepted to have sex chat.

He then asked to lock the room and remove my clothes. In short on that day i inserted my finger into my vagina. I liked it but i didn’t want to do this. So that was the first and last time i inserted finger inside my rose to acquire sexual pleasure. i college i used to talk to guys in yahoo chat rooms and talk about sex and their sexual fantasies. Till in 2nd yr. i didn’t had sex with anyone. But after that i met with my bf and we used to have sex a lot. Each month we used to stay in hotel for 5-6 days and fulfill our desire and all kinds of sexual fantasies. Some fantasies like drinking each other’s pee was most weird but i liked it.

These entire incidents had quite a deep impact on me and my sexual behavior. I was getting bored with my bf and new desires were coming in my mind. Now coming to this incident which is true and very thrilling and adventurous. I am in love with my bf and still i am but i have always desired to have sex with another person in front of him. We used to share our fantasies and he is the one who asked me whether i like to have sex with another person in front of me. I said nothing but i understood that we both want same thing. And our fantasies become true on this incident. We were both in Delhi on internship and in the same company.

We though to go to Kashmir ie to Jammu and further. We made our plan in hurry and we didn’t have much opportunity to make a reservation. We decided to go without reservation. I was month of December and winter was hard. It was 9 pm and we were waiting for our train. I was very excited about this plan because i didn’t have sex for two month because i was living in my house and didn’t have opportunity to meet my bf in hotel. I want to tell you that my college is in Jaipur and his college is also in Jaipur and we used to have sex each month a lot of time in Jaipur. But somehow i got permission to go to Jammu from my parent citing that i going with girls group. So all set and our train arrived.

We both rushed to general compartment to find seat but each compartment was full with passengers. Even we were not able to enter into compartment. Everywhere people were lying. On the floor and even in the toilet people were sitting. I have to beg to people to give us some space to sit. The problem was that they people were all worker class and some of them were beggars and were lying on the seats and refused to give even inch of space. Finally we decided to stand until find some space. I was wearing very sexy outfits because i was with my bf and were on sort of honeymoon. I was wearing a jacket and inside it a shirt and a jeans. I was winter time and our train was going through woods so cold was unbearable that i have imagined. It was a direct train to Jammu with few stops only and co passengers were closed the gates so that no more people can enter in this already stuffed coach. Here i want to give my description to you. I was then 22 yr and my figure was 32b-26-36.

It was raining at station so my jacket was little soaked with water and i was feeling very cold. We found it better to stand rather than beg to people for seat. But fortunately a beggar who was lying on the whole birth decided to give some portion so that i can sit on it. My bf asked me to sit on it and he was standing. Later he also found some space on upper seat and he sit there. His seat was upper but in front of me and he can watch me from there. I was on the beggar’s seat. The beggar was Bihari with long dirty hairs and stinking smell. Hind hands were black altogether and it seemed like he was a trash collector. I found it very uncomfortable to sit near him.

arket in the morning and lot of places so i was also tired and wanted to rest. I slowly tried to make some more space on the seat and to unfold my legs. But the beggar didn’t wanted and he kept pushing me. Later some passenger switched of the lights so that no new passenger can look inside for finding a seat. I was shivering with cold. I don’t know how but beggar realized that i was feeling cold and he gave more space to me and also offered his blanket. But i refused. I tried looking for my bf (Hari) and found him on upper seat and he was awake. Hari asked whether i am comfortable and i shook my head in affirmative tone. There were very dim lights in coach and it was impossible to detect slight movements. I tried to sl**p but i was feeling very cold. I asked that beggar whether he is having another blanket or not.

He said no but again offered me his blanket. I hesitantly accepted his offer due to bitter cold. Before entering in his blanket he asked me to remove my jacket because it was all soaked in water. Now he permitted me to enter in his blanket which was quite new and not dirty. He might have received it in any donation campaigns. He also offered me his half seat.
It was very bitter for me to sl**p in this beggar’s blanket. He was lying on the seat and i was sitting on the seat such that his legs were touching my right waist. He was making quite movements but i ignored them. Later he waked up to go to toilet. When he returned i had chance to look at him. He was tall and wearing dirty clothes. His hairs were long and full of dirt. He was wearing a old filthy pant and tear off shirt.

His beard was also big as if he didn’t shave it for a month. He told me that now he is going to sit and i can lie on the seat. He sat on window side and i was lying in his blanket with my legs towards him. The blanket gave me a lot opportunity to warm my body and now i was progressing towards sl**p. I don’t know when i slept but suddenly i woken up. I found that the beggar’s hands were caressing my legs. I ignored it thinking that i might be a coincident and tried to sl**p again. But the beggar didn’t stop. Next when i woke up his hand was on my waist. His cold hand pinched like needle to me. He was not making any movement and just rested his hand on my bare waist under my shirt. I was disgusted about this but said nothing as i was feared that he might snatch his blanket if i will say something to him. Sighting no movement i went to sl**p again.

Next time i woke up i found his hand on my stomach. And it was continuously moving it around my navel. He decided to protest, and waited for the right time. There was no woman in the coach and only males with low level and d***k. I feared at that time that i might be ****d by them. I kept silent but to stop the beggar i turned so that he cannot touch my navel. But to my surprise he didn’t stopped. He started touching my back under my shirt. His hand was rough and it was caressing my soft back and waist. I decided to let him continue with this because it was harmless. I was become indifferent at his movements. Partially i liked this caressing. He slightly bend and tried to lay besides me but didn’t able to do so. Then he started touch my ass over the jeans. I gave no attention. And after some time his hand movements stopped. I took a sigh and now turned upside. After 5 min he started inserting his hand in my shirt again. He also started unbuttoning my shirt. Suddenly his hands were inside my shirt and in next second in my bra. I was surprised by his quick movement and tried to wake up and stop him but his rough hands were touching my boobs and i felt like a heaven to me.

I was already excited about this trip and now a beggar is giving me pleasure by his hand. I tried imagining that i am with Hari and not with beggar. And every shyness and fear gone away. I didn’t resist and pretended to be slept. Beggar thought that i am in sound sl**p and he unbuttoned my entire shirt. Next moment he was lying beside me on the same birth. He pulled down straps of my pink bra. In response i turned myself towards his face and pretended to be slept. He became more bold and removed bra strip of other side too. Now my bare boobs, soft boobs were in front of him. He touches them with curiosity and then started pressing them. He drew me near him and kissed me on my lips. His lips felt hard. Stinking smell of alcohol and sweat gave me some different kind of excitement. It felt like ecstasy. I was ready to give my boobs to him. He started sucking my one boob and pressing other one. I started to moan.

I started to breathe fast but still pretended to sl**p. Now his hands were all over caressing my boobs stomach and waist. He removed her shirt and inside his blanket we both were nude on upper part. In his dirty and filthy smell i found some kind of preciousness. I always wanted to do dirty things. Smell of Men’s sweat has always attracted me. He was hugging me and pressing my tender boobs with his dirty and rough hands that were meant to lift dirt and other same sort of work. His filthiness gave me the pleasure which Hari was unable to give. Next he opened my jeans button and unzipped my jeans. He started rubbing my pussy from the panty. Now i became uncontrollable. Heavy breathing and moaning have surely given him a signal that i was awake and enjoying his acts. Sensing this he started kissing me hard and inserted his filthy hands inside my panty. I enjoyed this. I opened my eyes and gave him a sharp look. He sensed my mind and opened his pant. He was not wearing any underwear. He gave his tool in my hands. I started rubbing it.

He told me in my ear that he didn’t had sex for 10 years and now he got me so i have to do sex otherwise he is going to awake all passenger who are also hungry like him and then it will turn into gangbang. I gave no response and neither resisted. He came over me and pressing his whole body over my body, pressing my boobs and rubbing his tool over my pussy. He removed my jeans and panty and now we both were nude inside that blanket. With one stroke his penis was inside me. His penis was large and thick. A sense of roughness thrilled me. I kissed his dirty lips and hugged him tightly. He fucked me slowly but later he started fucking fast. I was enjoying all this. His stinking smell was now exciting me, the smell of dirt, smell of tobacco, smell of alcohol, sweat and smell of pee. We did sex in missionary position for about 10 min and i was ejaculated 2 times. Finally he ejaculated on my stomach and quickly cleaned it with blanket. He was lying above me for 5 min and then started playing with my genitals. I was lying on the seat and he lying above me in 69 position. His penis was inside my mouth and he was licking my vagina. He inserted his 3 fingers in it too.

His penis was about 7 inch long and he has big testicles. Again the smell of his private part thrilled me. What i think is that natural smell is always a better intoxicant. The entire perfume and deodorant maker and their buyers are fool. The raw smell of body, semen and penis is the perfect intoxicant and exciting agent for a girl. I took his half penis in my mouth and started sucking it. He inserted 4 of his fingers in my soft pink pussy. His rawness and domination further excited me. In our f****y sex is always limited to straight fuck. But there is a raw part too which i always fantasied but now i was experiencing it. After 5 min of blowjob he ejaculated in my mouth and i was f***ed to drank it. I saw on upper seat and found Hari sl**ping there.

Next he slept near me for some time and asked me to cover my body with blanket and meet me inside the toilet. He dressed up and went to toilet and i covered my body and followed him. In toilet there was already a person sl**ping. That person seemed to be a construction worker. The light was on in the toilet and I was clearly seeing the beggar with whom I just enjoyed sex. The beggar asked the worker “Get up, madam wants to go to toilet". The worker gave no response. When beggar pushed him with his leg he said "Where would I go, it is all full of people, Ask madam to do it here and I will not see". I understood that beggar wants me to fuck inside toilet. But the worker was not ready to get out of the toilet. I interrupted and said its ok. I will do it here. We closed the toilet door. Worker was lying in toilet facing opposite side and I was standing with beggar on the pot. It was Indian style toilet. The worker asked the beggar why he is inside the toilet and with madam. In an instant beggar removed the blanket on me and i was nude inside the toilet with beggar and now worker watching me with wide eyes. "Holy Shit' exclaimed the worker.

Ignoring the worker, beggar mad me sit on that dirty, full of human shit, latrine pot. I remember how much dirty it was. All there was human piss and dirt. But i didn’t resisted. My soft white ass was now become dirty with all the piss and shit on the toilet pot. But the worker lifted me and thrown me where he was sl**ping. They also gave me the blanket so that i won’t feel any cold. I was lying on the blanket nude, smiling at them. Next instant the worker and beggar both were on me and searching my tenderness and feeling the softness of my boobs and vagina with their hands. I don’t know what was inside in the beggar's mind but he sat on my face and asked me to lick his ass. While I was licking beggar's ass, the worker was playing with my boobs and inserted his penis inside my vagina. I liked the filthy ass of the beggar. Before 3 hours i was shivering with cold with clothes and now I am nude but I was warm like never before. Worker ejaculated on inside my vagina. I saw the beggar putting my finger in his ass hole and made me lick that finger. Now the worker put his penis inside my mouth and pressing my boobs. Beggar was now putting his leg inside me and giving me a leg fuck. His leg felt like a rod with lots of needles inside my vagina. Worker ejaculated in my mouth and i happily drank his semen.

We rested for 10 min and in between they played with my boobs and my pussy lips. I can't explain the rawness, filthiness of their body. They were eating tobacco and made me drink there tobacco filled saliva one by one. They lit up a bidi and smoking and throwing the smoke inside my vagina through their mouth and when the smoke was coming out they laughed and said that "iski to chood be bidi peeti hai". Beggar made a big noise with his throat and gathered the entire cough he had in his throat and inserted in my mouth. That salty taste of his cough I can never forget. Now they were ready for one another but last round. Beggar took me from my ass and worker fucked my pussy. I felt so nice to have two dicks, one in ass and one in pussy. But to enlarge my ass, he first put one finger then two and then three inside my ass. I was smooched by worker while beggar was fucking my ass and worker was fucking my pussy and squeezing my boobs. Next they changed their position and now beggar was fucking my pussy and worker fucking my ass. If i want to rate both then I will give beggar 10/10 and worker 8/10. While fucking beggar bite my lips and tongue. I forgot to tell you that my vagina is pink, tight and I had shaved it one day before this trip.

They both than removed their penis and asked me to sit on the pot. And worker started peeing on me. His pee was yellow and very warm. He peeled on my face, boobs and on pussy. Next beggar put his penis inside my mouth and asked me to drink his pee. I hesitantly did this. His pee was like strong vodka and very warm. I was now wet with the pee of both these devils. On the seat itself beggar started giving blowjob while worker inserted his penis inside my vagina. They ejaculated simultaneously. I was filled with semen in both my holes. This was the last session which we had. But they didn’t spare me yet. The took me on the blanket and both were lying on both side on me.

The whole night they played with me and my private parts. They liked my softness and youthfulness. They were not fucking but touching and caressing and pressing my boobs and fingering me. Whole night they drank rum and smoked bidi. They were literally licking my face, lips and nipples. They offered me one bidi which I tried to smoke but failed. They were fingering me and at one instant i was having 8 fingers in my vagina. At 5 AM asked me to leave and I went straight to my berth and wore my clothes, I found Hari still sl**ping.... Continue»
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Sex With Beggar & Worker In ATrain





Hi Friends I am Tanvi. I am here to narrate my real life experience which happened me in a train journey (Excuse me for my English in this story) .I am engineer by profession and a keen reader of Sex stories. It is evident that we all have some kind of sexual experience which does not fit the normal criteria. I have born in Delhi and belong to upper middle class f****y. When I was 8 yrs. old I was sexually abuse by my cousin. I was unaware of such things and he took advantage of my innocence in absence of my parents. Later when I was in 6th class that cousin tried to touch my boobs in a party but i immediately run off towards my parents to escape this unwelcomed gesture. Later he apologized to me for what he did when i was a c***d and this incident. I have only some faint memory of what he did when I was a c***d but in one incident he licked my soft vagina and made me lick his dick. He also masturbated in front of me but as far as I know, I was not penetrated by him.

So that was about c***dhood. But this abuse has deep impacted my sexual behavior and my nature. I have a tendency to flirt with guys and i have abnormal sexual fantasies. I have never expressed my fantasy to anyone except my bf and he is indifferent about them. Later when i was in 12th class i got a mobile and in which i opened airtel messenger as a curiosity to explore new mobile and its functionality. In chat room i met with an uncle who asked my number and i gave it to them. We used to talk on phone when i used to travel in bus to go to my coaching. Initially we talked normally but one day he asked whether i want to have sex chat with him. I didn’t knew what it is but i readily accepted to have sex chat.

He then asked to lock the room and remove my clothes. In short on that day i inserted my finger into my vagina. I liked it but i didn’t want to do this. So that was the first and last time i inserted finger inside my rose to acquire sexual pleasure. i college i used to talk to guys in yahoo chat rooms and talk about sex and their sexual fantasies. Till in 2nd yr. i didn’t had sex with anyone. But after that i met with my bf and we used to have sex a lot. Each month we used to stay in hotel for 5-6 days and fulfill our desire and all kinds of sexual fantasies. Some fantasies like drinking each other’s pee was most weird but i liked it.

These entire incidents had quite a deep impact on me and my sexual behavior. I was getting bored with my bf and new desires were coming in my mind. Now coming to this incident which is true and very thrilling and adventurous. I am in love with my bf and still i am but i have always desired to have sex with another person in front of him. We used to share our fantasies and he is the one who asked me whether i like to have sex with another person in front of me. I said nothing but i understood that we both want same thing. And our fantasies become true on this incident. We were both in Delhi on internship and in the same company.

We though to go to Kashmir ie to Jammu and further. We made our plan in hurry and we didn’t have much opportunity to make a reservation. We decided to go without reservation. I was month of December and winter was hard. It was 9 pm and we were waiting for our train. I was very excited about this plan because i didn’t have sex for two month because i was living in my house and didn’t have opportunity to meet my bf in hotel. I want to tell you that my college is in Jaipur and his college is also in Jaipur and we used to have sex each month a lot of time in Jaipur. But somehow i got permission to go to Jammu from my parent citing that i going with girls group. So all set and our train arrived.

We both rushed to general compartment to find seat but each compartment was full with passengers. Even we were not able to enter into compartment. Everywhere people were lying. On the floor and even in the toilet people were sitting. I have to beg to people to give us some space to sit. The problem was that they people were all worker class and some of them were beggars and were lying on the seats and refused to give even inch of space. Finally we decided to stand until find some space. I was wearing very sexy outfits because i was with my bf and were on sort of honeymoon. I was wearing a jacket and inside it a shirt and a jeans. I was winter time and our train was going through woods so cold was unbearable that i have imagined. It was a direct train to Jammu with few stops only and co passengers were closed the gates so that no more people can enter in this already stuffed coach. Here i want to give my description to you. I was then 22 yr and my figure was 32b-26-36.

It was raining at station so my jacket was little soaked with water and i was feeling very cold. We found it better to stand rather than beg to people for seat. But fortunately a beggar who was lying on the whole birth decided to give some portion so that i can sit on it. My bf asked me to sit on it and he was standing. Later he also found some space on upper seat and he sit there. His seat was upper but in front of me and he can watch me from there. I was on the beggar’s seat. The beggar was Bihari with long dirty hairs and stinking smell. Hind hands were black altogether and it seemed like he was a trash collector. I found it very uncomfortable to sit near him.

arket in the morning and lot of places so i was also tired and wanted to rest. I slowly tried to make some more space on the seat and to unfold my legs. But the beggar didn’t wanted and he kept pushing me. Later some passenger switched of the lights so that no new passenger can look inside for finding a seat. I was shivering with cold. I don’t know how but beggar realized that i was feeling cold and he gave more space to me and also offered his blanket. But i refused. I tried looking for my bf (Hari) and found him on upper seat and he was awake. Hari asked whether i am comfortable and i shook my head in affirmative tone. There were very dim lights in coach and it was impossible to detect slight movements. I tried to sl**p but i was feeling very cold. I asked that beggar whether he is having another blanket or not.

He said no but again offered me his blanket. I hesitantly accepted his offer due to bitter cold. Before entering in his blanket he asked me to remove my jacket because it was all soaked in water. Now he permitted me to enter in his blanket which was quite new and not dirty. He might have received it in any donation campaigns. He also offered me his half seat.
It was very bitter for me to sl**p in this beggar’s blanket. He was lying on the seat and i was sitting on the seat such that his legs were touching my right waist. He was making quite movements but i ignored them. Later he waked up to go to toilet. When he returned i had chance to look at him. He was tall and wearing dirty clothes. His hairs were long and full of dirt. He was wearing a old filthy pant and tear off shirt.

His beard was also big as if he didn’t shave it for a month. He told me that now he is going to sit and i can lie on the seat. He sat on window side and i was lying in his blanket with my legs towards him. The blanket gave me a lot opportunity to warm my body and now i was progressing towards sl**p. I don’t know when i slept but suddenly i woken up. I found that the beggar’s hands were caressing my legs. I ignored it thinking that i might be a coincident and tried to sl**p again. But the beggar didn’t stop. Next when i woke up his hand was on my waist. His cold hand pinched like needle to me. He was not making any movement and just rested his hand on my bare waist under my shirt. I was disgusted about this but said nothing as i was feared that he might snatch his blanket if i will say something to him. Sighting no movement i went to sl**p again.

Next time i woke up i found his hand on my stomach. And it was continuously moving it around my navel. He decided to protest, and waited for the right time. There was no woman in the coach and only males with low level and d***k. I feared at that time that i might be ****d by them. I kept silent but to stop the beggar i turned so that he cannot touch my navel. But to my surprise he didn’t stopped. He started touching my back under my shirt. His hand was rough and it was caressing my soft back and waist. I decided to let him continue with this because it was harmless. I was become indifferent at his movements. Partially i liked this caressing. He slightly bend and tried to lay besides me but didn’t able to do so. Then he started touch my ass over the jeans. I gave no attention. And after some time his hand movements stopped. I took a sigh and now turned upside. After 5 min he started inserting his hand in my shirt again. He also started unbuttoning my shirt. Suddenly his hands were inside my shirt and in next second in my bra. I was surprised by his quick movement and tried to wake up and stop him but his rough hands were touching my boobs and i felt like a heaven to me.

I was already excited about this trip and now a beggar is giving me pleasure by his hand. I tried imagining that i am with Hari and not with beggar. And every shyness and fear gone away. I didn’t resist and pretended to be slept. Beggar thought that i am in sound sl**p and he unbuttoned my entire shirt. Next moment he was lying beside me on the same birth. He pulled down straps of my pink bra. In response i turned myself towards his face and pretended to be slept. He became more bold and removed bra strip of other side too. Now my bare boobs, soft boobs were in front of him. He touches them with curiosity and then started pressing them. He drew me near him and kissed me on my lips. His lips felt hard. Stinking smell of alcohol and sweat gave me some different kind of excitement. It felt like ecstasy. I was ready to give my boobs to him. He started sucking my one boob and pressing other one. I started to moan.

I started to breathe fast but still pretended to sl**p. Now his hands were all over caressing my boobs stomach and waist. He removed her shirt and inside his blanket we both were nude on upper part. In his dirty and filthy smell i found some kind of preciousness. I always wanted to do dirty things. Smell of Men’s sweat has always attracted me. He was hugging me and pressing my tender boobs with his dirty and rough hands that were meant to lift dirt and other same sort of work. His filthiness gave me the pleasure which Hari was unable to give. Next he opened my jeans button and unzipped my jeans. He started rubbing my pussy from the panty. Now i became uncontrollable. Heavy breathing and moaning have surely given him a signal that i was awake and enjoying his acts. Sensing this he started kissing me hard and inserted his filthy hands inside my panty. I enjoyed this. I opened my eyes and gave him a sharp look. He sensed my mind and opened his pant. He was not wearing any underwear. He gave his tool in my hands. I started rubbing it.

He told me in my ear that he didn’t had sex for 10 years and now he got me so i have to do sex otherwise he is going to awake all passenger who are also hungry like him and then it will turn into gangbang. I gave no response and neither resisted. He came over me and pressing his whole body over my body, pressing my boobs and rubbing his tool over my pussy. He removed my jeans and panty and now we both were nude inside that blanket. With one stroke his penis was inside me. His penis was large and thick. A sense of roughness thrilled me. I kissed his dirty lips and hugged him tightly. He fucked me slowly but later he started fucking fast. I was enjoying all this. His stinking smell was now exciting me, the smell of dirt, smell of tobacco, smell of alcohol, sweat and smell of pee. We did sex in missionary position for about 10 min and i was ejaculated 2 times. Finally he ejaculated on my stomach and quickly cleaned it with blanket. He was lying above me for 5 min and then started playing with my genitals. I was lying on the seat and he lying above me in 69 position. His penis was inside my mouth and he was licking my vagina. He inserted his 3 fingers in it too.

His penis was about 7 inch long and he has big testicles. Again the smell of his private part thrilled me. What i think is that natural smell is always a better intoxicant. The entire perfume and deodorant maker and their buyers are fool. The raw smell of body, semen and penis is the perfect intoxicant and exciting agent for a girl. I took his half penis in my mouth and started sucking it. He inserted 4 of his fingers in my soft pink pussy. His rawness and domination further excited me. In our f****y sex is always limited to straight fuck. But there is a raw part too which i always fantasied but now i was experiencing it. After 5 min of blowjob he ejaculated in my mouth and i was f***ed to drank it. I saw on upper seat and found Hari sl**ping there.

Next he slept near me for some time and asked me to cover my body with blanket and meet me inside the toilet. He dressed up and went to toilet and i covered my body and followed him. In toilet there was already a person sl**ping. That person seemed to be a construction worker. The light was on in the toilet and I was clearly seeing the beggar with whom I just enjoyed sex. The beggar asked the worker “Get up, madam wants to go to toilet". The worker gave no response. When beggar pushed him with his leg he said "Where would I go, it is all full of people, Ask madam to do it here and I will not see". I understood that beggar wants me to fuck inside toilet. But the worker was not ready to get out of the toilet. I interrupted and said its ok. I will do it here. We closed the toilet door. Worker was lying in toilet facing opposite side and I was standing with beggar on the pot. It was Indian style toilet. The worker asked the beggar why he is inside the toilet and with madam. In an instant beggar removed the blanket on me and i was nude inside the toilet with beggar and now worker watching me with wide eyes. "Holy Shit' exclaimed the worker.

Ignoring the worker, beggar mad me sit on that dirty, full of human shit, latrine pot. I remember how much dirty it was. All there was human piss and dirt. But i didn’t resisted. My soft white ass was now become dirty with all the piss and shit on the toilet pot. But the worker lifted me and thrown me where he was sl**ping. They also gave me the blanket so that i won’t feel any cold. I was lying on the blanket nude, smiling at them. Next instant the worker and beggar both were on me and searching my tenderness and feeling the softness of my boobs and vagina with their hands. I don’t know what was inside in the beggar's mind but he sat on my face and asked me to lick his ass. While I was licking beggar's ass, the worker was playing with my boobs and inserted his penis inside my vagina. I liked the filthy ass of the beggar. Before 3 hours i was shivering with cold with clothes and now I am nude but I was warm like never before. Worker ejaculated on inside my vagina. I saw the beggar putting my finger in his ass hole and made me lick that finger. Now the worker put his penis inside my mouth and pressing my boobs. Beggar was now putting his leg inside me and giving me a leg fuck. His leg felt like a rod with lots of needles inside my vagina. Worker ejaculated in my mouth and i happily drank his semen.

We rested for 10 min and in between they played with my boobs and my pussy lips. I can't explain the rawness, filthiness of their body. They were eating tobacco and made me drink there tobacco filled saliva one by one. They lit up a bidi and smoking and throwing the smoke inside my vagina through their mouth and when the smoke was coming out they laughed and said that "iski to chood be bidi peeti hai". Beggar made a big noise with his throat and gathered the entire cough he had in his throat and inserted in my mouth. That salty taste of his cough I can never forget. Now they were ready for one another but last round. Beggar took me from my ass and worker fucked my pussy. I felt so nice to have two dicks, one in ass and one in pussy. But to enlarge my ass, he first put one finger then two and then three inside my ass. I was smooched by worker while beggar was fucking my ass and worker was fucking my pussy and squeezing my boobs. Next they changed their position and now beggar was fucking my pussy and worker fucking my ass. If i want to rate both then I will give beggar 10/10 and worker 8/10. While fucking beggar bite my lips and tongue. I forgot to tell you that my vagina is pink, tight and I had shaved it one day before this trip.

They both than removed their penis and asked me to sit on the pot. And worker started peeing on me. His pee was yellow and very warm. He peeled on my face, boobs and on pussy. Next beggar put his penis inside my mouth and asked me to drink his pee. I hesitantly did this. His pee was like strong vodka and very warm. I was now wet with the pee of both these devils. On the seat itself beggar started giving blowjob while worker inserted his penis inside my vagina. They ejaculated simultaneously. I was filled with semen in both my holes. This was the last session which we had. But they didn’t spare me yet. The took me on the blanket and both were lying on both side on me.

The whole night they played with me and my private parts. They liked my softness and youthfulness. They were not fucking but touching and caressing and pressing my boobs and fingering me. Whole night they drank rum and smoked bidi. They were literally licking my face, lips and nipples. They offered me one bidi which I tried to smoke but failed. They were fingering me and at one instant i was having 8 fingers in my vagina. At 5 AM asked me to leave and I went straight to my berth and wore my clothes, I found Hari still sl**ping. I climbed to his berth and took him in my arms and slept with him. If you like my this story, mail me at tanvigupta499@gmail.com. Also you can share your fantasy with me which are more raw and rough and new than this. I will meet you in person if I found your idea/fantasy new and interesting to me.
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Not Fishing with Dave



A week after the first pool party at my b*****r's, I called my
s****r-in-law's b*****r, Dave. He had mentioned doing some fishing and a
business proposition for me. We agreed to meet at the Sun Bay Marina,
where he keeps his boat, a week from Friday at 9:00 in the morning. I took
a mental health day from work and got to the marina a little early. I was
waiting by the boat when Dave pulled into the parking lot. He didn't
arrive alone. He had his two nieces with him. I had heard that Paula and
Diana were going to be visiting from Grand Rapids. They are the daughters
of another one of his s****rs and I haven't seen them in a few years.
Growing up, Paula was always very outgoing and active in all f****y
activities. Diana was a much quieter c***d; she kept to herself and would
often end up sitting with me as the other c***dren ran off. We always had
nice conversations; I liked her a lot; but, didn't see her all that often.

Paula is very petite, with long, curly, dirty blonde hair. Very pretty,
bordering on beautiful; a girl who might be at her prime in looks, at her
current age, or who is just getting ready to blossom into a genuine beauty.
She is a cheerleader, an accomplished gymnast, and her five-foot tall body
shows it. She is as cute as cute can be and when she smiles her face
lights up and her eyes twinkle. Her legs are beautifully developed, her
body shows almost no extra weight and her breasts are filling out nicely
and proportionately. She is wearing extremely short cut-off jeans and a
white t-shirt.

Diana, too, is a cheerleader, and a gymnast. She has jet-black hair and olive colored skin.
She is slightly shorter than Paula and extremely petite. While Paula has
more of a northern European look, Diana is definitely Mediterranean
Italian. She is a natural beauty with an angular jaw line and high
cheekbones. She has on low-slung, pink pajama-type sweat pants, with a
black t-shirt that doesn't reach her waist. She is carrying a Paris tote
bag over her left shoulder. Her exposed midriff is tan, flat, and taut.
Diana walks with an air of confidence that is more appropriate for someone
her age.

When she notices me, Paula shrieks out my name and, comes running with
her arms extended for a hug. She about knocks me down as she jumps into my
arms. Lord does she feel good! She delivers a full body hug that starts
with her legs wrapped around my waist and, her arms around my neck. Soon
enough, she has her feet on the ground; but, maintains the tight hug. Her
tits are rock hard and are pressing right into my abdomen. She gives
enough of a hip thrust to make contact with me; she releases me and says,
"Uncle Mike, I haven't seen you in years! I wish you would come around
more when we visit."

"Maybe I should come around more. My God! You are a genuine beauty!"
She smiles a shy smile, steps back, does a quick spin and ends in a pose
with her hand on her hip.

With an exaggerated southern drawl she says, "Why Michael, how you do
flatter me!" She lets out a laugh, turns back and, calls to her s****r,
"Diana! Hurry up! Come here and say hi to Uncle Mike."

Diana walks up, reaches her free arm up, around my neck, pulls me
downward and, places a soft kiss on my cheek. I put my hand on the small
of her back and, pull her in just ever so slightly. She holds on for a
second, looks at me, and says, "Mike, it's so good to see you ... I ...
we ... we've all missed you."

Diana then pulls back, places her legs together, stands with a bit of an
arch to her back so her little butt sticks out a bit, looks up at me and
says, "When Uncle Dave said you were going out on the boat with him, we
both wanted to come along."

Paula is watching Dave bring the supplies to the boat. She turns to us,
and says, "She wasn't going to come until she heard you were going to be
here too."

I glance at Diana; but, she is glaring at Paula, who is already giggling
about embarrassing her s****r. I step behind Diana, place myself between
the girls, with one arm around each of them and say, "I don't care how it
worked out, or why. I'm happy the two of you are here and we're going to
have a great day!" I lead them over to the boat, and we all proceed to get
things ready for a day on the water.

Dave's boat is a thirty-four foot, rigged-out, cruiser. There is a very
nice forward berth area and another one aft. The main cabin area has a
complete galley and, a comfortable sitting area. The top side seating
consists of two cushioned side benches, which run along both sides of the
boat. Two swivel Captains' chairs up front, two custom installed aft
fishing seats, a fish cooler/cleaning station, and a live bait well. I
could never figure out where he gets the money for the things he has.

With me helping, we get everything stowed. Dave takes command and
pilots us out onto the lake. The girls are sitting on the prow of the boat
with their feet dangling down. When we enter open waters, Dave speeds up
and soon the boat is slicing through the water. The girls are hanging on
for dear life and screaming every time the boat breaks through a wave.

Dave explains that we are going to head west to Merton Island and anchor
in the cove. The girls will go ashore, and we will fish and talk in
private. The next thirty minutes is spent enjoying the ride and the view
of the girls.

As we near the cove, Dave slows the boat and calls to the girls to get
ready to go ashore. They scamper back into the cockpit area and, strip off
their outer cloths; exposing the bikinis they have on underneath. They
both put their hair back in ponytails with scrunchies. Once ready, they
try to see over the front console as we make our way into the cove; but,
due to their lack of height, have no luck. Paula kneels up on one of the
captain's chairs, leaving Diana with no way to see.

Diana turns and looks at me; I come forward, turn her around, and lift
her up by the waist. I snuggle her butt just under my chest, and fold both
arms around her waist. She shifts, ever so slightly a couple of times,
until she is comfortable. I can't believe how small and light she is. Her
back is inches from my face and her aroma is so young, so soft, so
tantalizing. I can see the very light, short, soft hairs covering her
body; I shift an arm down to hold her across the thighs. She leans back,
ever so slightly, covering my face with her back. She leans further, and I
have to move my head to one side to see. I loosen my grip, just a bit, and
she turns slightly sideways to put her arm around my neck. I am greeted
with a bikini-clad miniature breast, just inches from my eyes. We
decelerate further as we enter the cove. Dave anchors the boat so that the
aft is facing shore, and the bow is pointing out to the lake. The water is
about three, or four, feet deep at the aft. He says, "All right, now you
two get over board and have some fun. Mike and I are going to talk some
business and fish."

I place Diana back on the deck, and she heads to the aft. I turn in
time to see Paula give Dave a hug and kiss. He gives her a gentle squeeze
and pat on the ass, as she turns to join her s****r. They jump off the
boat, holding hands, and squeal when they hit the cold water. Of course,
they are very careful not to get their hair wet. They head to shore and
start to explore the small, empty island.

Dave retrieves a couple of cold ones; we sit in the fishing chairs and,
watch the girls walking around on shore. I glance at Dave and say, "OK
man, what gives?"

Dave laughs and replies, "What gives? A lot of things; what should we
talk about first?"

Glancing back toward shore, I reply, "I think you should tell me what
we're doing out here with your nieces, before we talk about anything else."

Dave pauses, and says, "Fair enough. You don't come around enough to
see anything and, I can't say I blame ya; hell, if they all weren't my
f****y, I'd have nothing to do with any of them. Anyway, about two years
ago, Paula starts to get all touchy-feely with me every time I see her.
Crawling all over me, giving me hugs and kisses that are way too intense
for an uncle and a niece. So, I decided, what the hell! I begin working
her like any other piece of pussy I want and, a year ago, bingo! She gives
in and I fuck her brains out, right down there, in the front berth, at the
marina."

I don't quite know what to say! He continues, "You know what I mean?
Hell, I've watched you, and Anna Maria ... she's a hot little thing, and,
she's got it bad for you ... you gonna tell me you haven't done anything
there?"

Now I'm a bit scared. Dave isn't a big man, but he's construction
worker-strong, with muscles like steel. Not pumper, muscle man strong;
hammering nails for twenty years strong. I'm no slouch, but, I'm certain
he could kill me with his bare hands in short order, and, we're talking
about his niece here. Before I can say anything, he says, "Mind you, I
don't really give a shit. Her mother's a slut, and a pig, and Anna Maria
will likely turn out that way too. Maybe you're the only good thing in her
life. Shit, if you're not fucking her, I'm telling you to start as soon as
possible!"

I lean back, size up the situation, relieved I'm not going to die today,
and say, "Dave, I haven't fucked her. We've done a lot of playing around,
but, I haven't gone that far. I don't think she'll turn out like her
mother though. She's got too much of her dad in her."

"Yeah, you're right about that. Maybe there is some hope for her. OK
man, just make sure you're good to her and help when you can. Hey, you
didn't have anything to do with what happened to that asshole Eddie did
you?"

I smile back at him, and, with a smirk say, "Eddie ... hmmm ... what
happened to him? I hope nothing bad?"

Dave roars in approval and says, "Man, that shit-ass ain't stopped
running since they found him! OK man, here's the thing with the girls;
Paula told me that Diana has always had a thing for you. She says that
Diana figured out what she and I were up to, and wants to be included, but
only if it's you ... apparently she doesn't care for her old Uncle Dave
like her s****r does. You know, you're an uncle, but, not a real bl**d
uncle; that way she figures it's OK ... and, like I told ya, she really
likes you."

This was a bit much to take in; but I had made up my mind that I wanted
Diana the second I saw her this morning. Hell, I wanted them both! I look
down, and nod my head, and then I glance up at Dave and ask, "How's this
going to work?"

"I figure when they get back, I'll keep Paula up here for a while, and,
when Diana goes in, you follow her, and let things develop from there.
Take the forward berth, Paula and I will stay aft."

I nod in agreement, and look back to shore to see the two of them having
fun on the beach. Without looking at Dave I ask, "So what's the business
you wanted to talk about? There is some real, actual money business,
right?"

Dave turns to me and spins my chair so I'm facing him. He gets very
serious, and says, "You ever wonder how I afford all of this? I can't get
all this shit just through my contracting business."

"I've wondered. I just figured that's your business, not mine."

"That's what I like about you Micky, you stay out of other people's
business, you mind your own, and always finish a job. I'm going to tell
you about an opportunity, and if you decide you're not interested ...
that'll be the last we'll ever talk of it, OK?"

"OK, let's hear it."

"My construction business is my side business; my real work is the
importing business. I bring a lot of things across this border, from Maine
to Minnesota. You're going to move to Florida, and, my partners want to
expand into Florida. You can still teach, and do this job, but, if things
go the way I think they will, you won't have much need for teaching very
long."

"Dave, what are talking, d**gs?"

"Yep, mostly d**gs, sometimes people."

Mostly d**gs though. Now listen, the way they're going to set up down
there, you won't have to touch much of anything. You'll meet the boat that
has done the pick-up, and, then you deliver it to a runner who takes
whatever it is to the final destination."

"How much money we talking about?"

"You could be looking at twenty to twenty-five grand ... a month!
There is a way to double the money if you're interested."

"Tell me."

"It's a part of the business we can't do up here. It has to be in the
South. These guys want to start exporting as well."

"Exporting? Exporting what?"

You could double or triple what you make. I mean real money; don't ever have to work again money.
Now, understand this, they'll get what they want; it don't matter if you do
it, or not, they'll get someone to do it. Regardless, the boats are not
going to go back to sea empty."

"God Dave, I don't know, that's a lot to take in at one time. You're
talking about some big risks."

"I'll give you one week to decide. Big risks; big rewards."

I drain my beer. I am still looking at shore and I notice the girls are
wading into the water, heading back to boat. Mike leans to me, and says,
"You should go help the girls get back in the boat."

I position myself near the ladder. I help Diana up out of the water,
and onto the deck. She's absolutely gorgeous in her black bikini, set off
against her olive skin. The bikini is clinging to her body in a way that
only adds to the eroticism of the sight. She is so small, yet almost
perfectly shaped. Her ass is nice and full below her tiny waist, and her
legs appear so thin; yet, they too have shape and tone. I caught myself
gazing at her in awe.

I snap out of my daze when I hear someone clearing her throat. I
realize it's Paula waiting for me to help her up on the boat. I lift her
straight out of the water by her arms. In the process of placing her on
the deck, she leans into me and completes a full body slide down my front.
She looks up and says, "Now that was nice. Uncle Mike, we should do this
more often."

I really don't hear her because, in the process of setting her down, her
left bikini top slid up, exposing a pretty pink nipple, riding high, and
erect from the chilly water, on a lovely white skinned tit. She sees where
I am looking, glances down, and runs her left hand over her nipple, and
says, "The water is a bit chilly today." She gives her nipple a quick
squeeze, and readjusts her bikini back into position.

She glances over at Diana, who is getting a towel from Dave, and looks
back at me and quietly asks, "Uncle Dave talked to you, didn't he?"

"Yes, he did, and I think it's great. Now if you want to ..." I
couldn't finish because she lets out a laugh, and pushes at me saying, "You
are so bad ... you are so bad." She turns, gets a towel from Dave, and
says, "Diana! Why don't you go inside and get changed, maybe Uncle Mike
can help you?"

Diana turns and looks at me; I step up to her, take the towel from her,
turn her around, put the towel over her shoulders, and began to dry her as
I guide her down the stairs to the fore cabin. Once inside, she stops and
turns to face me.

"Mike, I want you to know that this was not my idea ... well, most of
it ... anyway ... but Paula put this together without me knowing, at
least `til earlier today .... I know you didn't know what was going on,
and, you don't have to do anything if you don't want to ... I mean I'm
kind of young, and you're a grown man and all ... anyway ... I would
understand if you didn't want to ..."

This all takes me by surprise. I place my hands on her shoulders, look
her right in the eyes and says, "Diana, I can't think of anywhere else I
would rather be, or anyone else I would rather be with. Honestly, I was
just as surprised as you by all of this but, I'm more than OK with it, as a
matter of fact, I really want to be here with you." I pull her a little
closer and say, "I really want to be with you." I lean down and give her a
soft kiss on the lips.

She returns the kiss and then pulls slightly away, looking down, she
says, "I know I'm not the smartest, and I'll never be as popular, or
pretty, as Paula, but, I know that I've got to learn all about life. I
need to be as smart as I can be, and I need to know how to do all of this."
Now looking directly at me, she adds, " I need you to teach me about my
body, and a man's body." "Diana, Paula is a beautiful girl, but you're a
complete knock out! Don't try and compete with her, be yourself ... I
think you're amazing. Have as much confidence in yourself as you have
beauty. You've always been one of my favorites."

She looks at me as if she is going to cry. I turn her around, without
saying another word, and, I continue to dry her off. Working down along,
and then, inside her arms; I towel her lower back, and reach around to dry
her flat stomach. I hold her close to me and kiss the side of her neck.
Slowly I move to the back of her neck placing gentle kisses along the way.
She begins to melt back into my arms; then, I slide further down her back
until my mouth is at the lower tie string of her bikini bra. I latch onto
the string with my teeth, and pull on it until the knot is undone. She
instinctively lifts her hands up to her chest, and says, with a slight
giggle to her voice, "Miiiike!"

I continue downward onto my knees, and lay some kisses on the small of
her back continuing down to the outward curve of the start of her glorious
ass; from there I continue, toweling her thighs, inside and out, then on to
the rest of her legs and feet. My head is just below her ass when I turn
into her and kiss her along the back of her thighs. She squeals a bit, and
rises onto her toes. I let the towel drop and turn her around to face me.
I run my hands up her legs, until my fingers are at the top edge of her
bikini bottoms. I lean forward and kiss all around her belly button, and
then slowly, work downward to the edge of her bottoms. Her breathing is
shorter now, and she is tensing up slightly. I can tell it is a
combination of both anxiety, and, arousal. I kiss along her lower abdomen
and only slightly pull down on her bottoms in the process. Her hands are
holding onto either side of my head as she starts to push her pelvis into
my face.

I work my hands up behind her back; I rise, placing kisses along the
center of her body on the way. I work my mouth up her neck, to her chin,
and then, onto her beautiful, red lips. She's looking at me, right in the
eyes, as we begin a long, deep, wet kiss. Her tongue is very actively
seeking out mine; our lips part as our heads turn in unison with the dance
of our tongues. I pull her in tight and reach for the upper tie of her
bikini bra. I pull the knot out, and gently remove the small piece of
cloth from her chest. She reacts by reaching for, and, pulling my t-shirt
up, and over my head.

Once free of my shirt, I take a moment to take in the sight of this
beautiful, black-haired, twelve year old girl; who is standing half naked
in front of me, with a look of abandon, along with a touch of trepidation,
in her eyes. Her tits are marvels! They are, of course, small, about a
half lemon size; they have a conical shape to them and the lower half is
just starting to develop a bit of roundness, offering a hint at what will
develop in the future. They are only slightly lighter in color than the
rest of her. Her areolas and nipples are a light brown color and those
cute little nipples are starting to stand at attention. Her breathing is
quicker, and deeper, as she presses back in to me, reaching up, to kiss
some more. I reach down with my right hand, cup her ass and lift her off
the ground. I am standing straight up as she wraps her legs around my
waist, and begins riding my torso, while passionately French kissing me.

I move us over to the berth and lean forward as far as possible, laying
her down on a pillow. I crawl up on top of her and resume our kissing; I
break off to start the oral journey back down to her crotch. As I move, I
take hold of her bottoms and slide them down her legs and off her feet. I
reach for the berth door, close it, and turn back to face her.

She is on the bed with her knees up and together. I take her left ankle
in my hand, and, lift her foot to my mouth. I kiss her instep and tickle
the bottom of her foot with my tongue. She begins giggling, and squirming,
as she tries to turn over and get away. I snatch up her right ankle, and
now have both her legs in the air. I place the backs of her ankles on my
shoulders and begin to kiss my way down the inside of her legs. I try to
keep contact with her eyes, which are growing bigger with every advance I
make along her legs. I reach her inner thighs, and start to pay much
greater attention to my mouth play. Eventually, I am laying flat with my
face right in front of her pussy. Her legs are spread now, so what was
once a pretty, little, puffy slit, with a fine narrow covering of jet-black
pubic hair, is now a beautiful, spread open, pink flower of virginity.

Her outer lips are open, forming a picture-perfect, upside down,
teardrop opening, with a small clitoral hood at the top. Her slightly
protruding lips are a deep, soft pink with delicate, gentle folds. At the
bottom, I can make out the start of her inner lips and, the entrance to
twelve-year old heaven. I place the tip of my tongue at the bottom and
slowly work it up the length of her slit; parting the lips, and darting my
tongue into her delicious pussy. I repeat my motions, moving my tongue
closer and closer to her hiding love button. Her hips begin to move in
synch with my tongue.

When I finally reach, and tongue, her clit; her ass
is off the mattress in the air, jerking with the motions of my tongue.
When I retreat, she drops back down and, quickly we repeat the process.
Her hands are on either side of my head as I eat her pussy with as much
gentleness, and vigor, I can manage to balance. She starts to say my name
as her bottom begins to quiver. I keep the tip of my tongue on her clit as
she rises from the bed, and proceeds to have, what I can only describe as,
several mini orgasms.

After a moment, she drops back onto the mattress and pulls me up to face
her. She looks into my eyes and says, "Oh Mike, I've never felt anything
like that before! ... I thought I'd had an orgasm before; but, it never
felt like that!"

I lie on my side next to her, give my mouth a wipe, pull her to face me,
and give her as sweet a kiss as I can muster. I break away, brush her hair
from her face, and say, "Diana, you have the sweetest tasting juice I've
ever tasted. Everything about you is perfect."

I can't get anything else out as she lunges in for another kiss. I pull
her close, and lift her leg up over my side. I slide my hand down across
her ass, and run the tips of my fingers along her wet, warm slit. She
adjusts, moves her free hand down to my crotch, and finds my rock hard cock
straining against the fabric of my shorts. She keeps murmuring "Mike,
Mike, Mike" as she tries to move over on top of me.

I roll to my back and start to remove my shorts. She moves off a bit
and takes charge of pulling my shorts down and off. She is watching the
shorts come off; she looks up at my dick, stops, and jerks back a bit. Her
eyes are wide as her mouth falls open. I am fully erect at six inches;
having a thick hard-looking, dick. No long slender needle-dick pecker for
me!

Apparently, it isn't what she was expecting because, suddenly, she yells
out, "Paula! Paula! Come here, Paula!" She sits back and stares at my
dick.

I don't know what to think. I reach for her saying, "Diana, it's OK,
come here." She shies away a bit more, still staring at my dick. I start
to go a little soft at this point.

I hear Paula's voice as she comes down the stairs to the cabin, "Diana?
Are you OK? What's going on?" Paula opens the door, and takes in the whole
scene; I have no idea what to do.

Diana looks at Paula, points at my dick, and says, "What do you expect
me to do with that! It'll kill me! I'll be ripped apart! I've never seen
one like that!"

Paula looks at Diana, looks at me, looks at my half-erect dick, and
looks back at me

With a devilish grin, and sparkling eyes, she starts to crawl past
Diana. "So, Uncle Mike, you've been holding out on us, haven't you? My
lord! I've never seen a cock so thick." She reaches for my dick, pauses,
looks up at me and asks, "May I?"

I realize that she is topless. She and Dave must have been fooling
around up on deck, shaking this off, I reply, "Most certainly! Be my
guest, go right ahead."

She takes my dick in her hand and starts to gently stroke it. Her hand
is like magic! She settles down with her face next to my dick and her ass
up in the air. She has me hard as a rock in no time, looks back to her
little s****r, and says, "Come here Diana, this won't hurt you ... (she
looks at me with a devilish grin) ... at least not for long ... (she
keeps up with gentle, erotic stroking) ... you'll be able to handle this
just fine, and love every minute, ah, inch of it! I'll get you started."
She bobs her head over the head of my dick, and quickly, takes as much of
it into her mouth as she can. She gives me three fantastic sucks before
moving off and guiding Diana into position.

Diana places her hands around my shaft, then glances back at Paula, who
tells her go ahead. Diana looks up at me as she slides the head of my dick
past her lips, and into her warm mouth. She pulls up a bit, and slides her
mouth further down my shaft. She is no longer looking at me, but, rather,
is paying close attention to the dick she is sliding in, and out of her
mouth. She stops, pulls away, holds it in her hand, and closely studies it
as if it is some alien creature; which, in many ways, it is. I tell her
how sensitive the underside of the head is, and she eagerly plays the area
with her tongue. Paula slides back off the berth, and slowly backs away,
while watching Diana at work. She smiles at me, holds up one finger, and
scampers back up the stairs. I turn my attention back to Diana and tell
her to use her hand as an extension of her mouth, so she can cover as much
territory as possible.

(Later that day, Dave told me that when Paula came back up on deck she
said that Diana was having a tough time and that she needed her help. She
asked to go back down with us, for little bit, if he didn't mind. He said
he told her to go ahead, but not to take too much time.)

I was on my back, with a pillow under my head watching Diana turn into a
nifty little cocksucker, when Paula returned. Climbing back on the berth,
she was on all fours by my right side, watching Diana.

I say, "Hey Paula, the rules on this bed are no clothes, the bottoms
have to go."

She gives me a wink, turns her butt to my face, and wriggles out of her
bikini bottoms. Her pussy is as cute as she; brownish pink, protruding
lips, and an obvious moistness. She has a light brown tuft of neatly
trimmed pubic hair; but, it still has a very natural look, a lot like Paula
herself. I place my hand on her back and guide her head down to my cock.
Diana pulls back as Paula takes a mouthful of manhood. She lays her left
arm on my stomach, and places her right hand around the shaft of my dick;
her hand and mouth work in unison sliding up and down my dick with a
twisting motion. She stays on her knees with her bottom facing towards me.

I reach for Diana, and, have her take the same position as Paula, but on
my left side. Diana and Paula begin mouthing, and tonguing, their
respective sides of my dick. I don't know which way to look, but I do have
two free hands. I put my right thumb in my mouth, get it good and
slathered, and reach for Paula's pussy. I work my thumb as deep inside her
as I can. She starts thrusting her pussy into my hand as she fucks my
thumb. I pull it out, and replace it with my fore and middle fingers; I
put the tip of my thumb on the opening of her ass, and slowly slide it in.
She jumps a bit, surprised, but she recovers, and joins my hand in a
mini-DP. I use my index finger on Diana's hot, little, satiny pussy, and I
find that her hymen is absent; although, I know she is still a virgin. I
place two, and then three, fingers in her in order to help prepare her for
what is to come. I decide to leave her ass virginal ... for now.

I don't last very long. It is all so overwhelming! I am experiencing
sensory overload, and the visuals are starting to make my head spin. I lay
my head back, and say, "Oh my fucking lord!" over and over as the build-up
heightens. Paula shifts her attention to my balls, and starts to sneak a
finger in my ass.

Diana makes the deepest suck she's attempted when I reach full climax.
My fingers come out of both of them; then, clutching their asses, I cum
with a frenzy in Diana's mouth. Diana is still sliding up, and down on my
shaft. Paula spins around to watch the show. She quickly tells Diana,
"Get it all! Don't let any out! You need to swallow everything."

Diana glances at her as I unload into her mouth. I can tell she is
uncertain; but, she tries to follow instructions. Paula then says, "Let
me! Let me!"

Diana pulls away and Paula gets her mouth on my cock in time for another
load, which she eagerly gobbles down. She strokes my dick to get more of
my cum, which meets the same fate as the previous. She pulls away with big
smile on her face, and a little stream of cum drooling down the side of her
mouth. I am still spasming out my final loads, which run down my dick,
onto Paula's hand. She slides her hand up, and gathers as much as she can,
and sucks the cum off her hand. Before she can swallow I say, "You need to
share some of that with your s****r."

She looks at me, and prepares to spit some out on her hand, when I say,
"No! Lean over, and share it, mouth to mouth, give your s****r a nice wet
juicy kiss." Diana is sitting back on her legs, absent mindedly working her
tongue around her mouth when I say this. She looks at Paula, then at me,
then back to Paula. By this time, Paula is leaning towards her, with her
hand on Diana's shoulder. They lean in, and share an open mouthed kiss,
with plenty of tongue action, swirling a load of cum between them. Some
drools out of their mouths, which only adds to incredibly erotic sight of
the young s****rs sharing, and swallowing, a load of my baby juice.

I'm still hard as I lie there and watch one of the most unbelievable
sights I have ever seen! They break apart, and both lay down next to me.
My dick is trailing out the last of my cum, and it pools on my stomach.
Diana starts tracing her finger through the little glob of goo, and Paula
joins her. I keep my arm around Diana, with my hand running along the
crack of her ass, and down to her pussy.

Paula has obviously developed some sort of cum fascination, and just
won't let the last of it lie there. She slides down a bit, and cleans
every last bit from my stomach with her tongue, and then milks my dick for
every last drop. Diana and I both watch her as she finishes her task, and
starts to slide down the berth to exit. Then she stops, and moves across
me to Diana, leans in and says, "I want one more kiss before I leave.
You're such a sexy kisser! I don't know why we haven't done this before."

Diana looks her in the eyes and says, "I love you Paula. No one could
have a better s****r than me!" They kiss long and deep. I become harder
and harder.

With her ever-cute smile, and sparkling eyes, Paula gathers her bikini
bottoms, and slides out of the bed. She pauses and says, "Dave better be
ready, because I'm about to burst!" With that, she leaves us.

I pull Diana close and say, "Let me see about that sexy kissing thing."

She laughs, and we enter into a long, deep kiss; our arms and legs
entwine as we roll around. I make sure I end up on my back with her legs
spread around my waist. I place my hands on her slender hips, lift her
bottom up, and move her down, so that her pussy is straddling the shaft of
my dick. She settles down, so that her outer lips are stretched across my
dick. With some help from me, she begins to slowly move her hips back, and
forth, riding her pussy along my dick. She is now wetter and hotter than
before; with what my dick had just been through, we are both very well
lubricated.

I move her forward a bit, and lift her just enough, so that the head of
my dick is now pressing against the entrance to her pussy. She places her
hands on my chest, and starts to move her pussy around the head. She looks
determined. She looks beautiful! Then she looks me in the eyes and says,
"I sort of thought you were going to throw me on the bed, and just fuck
me."

"Is that what you want? Because if it is ... I'll do it. I just
thought this may be better."

"No, I like this, everything feels real good. I feel like I can control
what happens."

"That's what I was thinking, you know we're here because you wanted to
have me fuck you ... and I will, you'll be getting it good; but first, I
want you to take things at your own speed, and I'll help where I can ...
like now, just push back a little and see if you can get yourself around
the head of my dick."

She shifts a bit and, slowly, she wiggles back until the outer lips of
her pussy begin to spread around the head. I apply a little extra pressure
on her hips, slightly arch my back, give my dick a little push, and there
it begins. Her outer lips slip around the crown of my dick. If I hadn't
had come a short while before, I think that would have done it for me; I
can feel spasms, and little bolts of energy shooting around my lower
abdomen.

In unison, we both let out surprised "AAAHs" at the initial entry. I
let up on her hips, and ease off on my dick. I keep internal contact
though and, to my surprise, she begins another wiggle, pushes back, and
tries to get more inside her. The entrance to her pussy is slowly dilating
for me; but, it isn't ready ... just yet. I make eye contact with her,
hold her tight and say, "Just relax a bit, like you have to go to the
bathroom, exhale and ..." I push her down, and thrust upward at the same
time.

Her pussy gives way, and the head of my dick squeezes its way into her
tight, little, virginal hole. Her eyes get big and she lets out an audible
gasp; then, she looks down at me and says, "It's in, isn't it? Oh my God!
I can't believe how it feels. How did it get in there? Oh, oh, oh, oh ...
my God, let me look!"

She leans over a bit and lifts herself up, ever so slightly. Her pussy
is spread apart, and only the shaft of my dick is visible. I give another
push, and make her straighten right up. She lets out, "Holy fuck! Oh my
God ... again! Do it again!"

I pull up on her hips this time; to slide her pussy up my shaft, and
then give her a harder, but controlled, push downward, so that she takes
about half of my dick. She actually lets out a small yelp of pleasure and
then, of all things, a low growl. That catches my attention! I look up at
her, and see a change come over her face. She leans forward, lifts her
butt, until only the head is inside her, and then slams down as hard as she
can; taking almost my entire dick inside her. I straighten out and
actually jerk, involuntarily, under her. She repeats her lifts, and
thrusts, until I am fully buried in her pussy.

Diana begins to hump my dick as fast as she can. I grab her hips to
slow her down. I push her down as far as humanly possible, I try to put
every last micron of cock into her hungry pussy as possible.

I hold her there and say, "You've got to go a little slower, right now,
you'll have me cumming in seconds if you keep this up."

She looks down at me and says, "Little too much for you?" She squirms
her bottom around, and, lets out a devilish giggle.

"Yes and no. We've got more to do, though, and I want to enjoy every
second. Diana, I wish I could keep my dick inside of you all the time! My
God, you feel so good! You're so tight and hot! I can't describe it. How
does it feel for you?"

She thinks for a second, and simply says, "Strong ... I feel strong."

I ask what she means. "I feel full, and solid; I can feel you through
my whole body, all the way up to my throat. I feel like I have extra
muscles ... then, every time we move, (she starts a slow hump.) I feel
waves, they kind of feel like pain, but they're a good pain. They start
from right above my pussy and spread down my legs, and up through my
stomach to my heart. It makes me dizzy."

"So ... this does it?" I push her back down, all the way on my dick,
and, thrust upward at the same time.

She lets out a "Yes!" which she repeats as I continue to drive upward
into her. I slow a bit and guide her to take over the action. I have her
sit up on my dick and slide up and down. She takes over, ends up arching
her back, and running her hands over her tits, pinching her nipples. I see
that with every upward movement, the sheath of her pussy is clinging to my
cock; she is so tight, and small, that her pussy is still adjusting to my
dick. I am on the edge of cumming, when she slides off me and falls onto
her back. She spreads her legs wide open, and says, "Uncle Mike ... now,
now you gotta fuck me, I want you completely on top of me, and all the way
in me."

I roll over on top of her; her head only comes up to my neck. I can't
believe how tiny she feels under me. I ask, "Are you OK? Am I too much to
have on you?"

"No, it feels great, it feels like I'm safe, c'mon, fuck me!"

With a couple of adjustments, the tip of my dick locates the desired
spot between her legs. I work my hips so that her knees are up alongside
my hips, and give a thrust forward. I am rewarded with a satiny sheath of
tight pussy that envelopes my dick in a heavenly grasp. I go slowly at
first; then, I am fully inside her, and I pick up the speed. I stay full
weight on her for a while, with the only relief for her coming when I lift
my hips to pull out, only to drive back into her. I move to my elbows,
adjust my thrusts, and begin to put all of my weight, and body into fucking
her. Every thrust is joined with an a****l grunt; as I put forth all the
effort I can muster from every muscle in my body. I look down and see her
face; she has her mouth open, and is reacting to every thrust with quick
high-pitched squeals. I don't know if she is cumming or not because she is
in a constant state of motion; grabbing at my back, rolling her hips up to
meet my thrusts, throwing her head back and forth. Hell, she is a little
wildcat!

The heat generated by her tight little pussy getting slammed by my thick
cock is almost becoming painful. I slow down for a moment; but, she kicks
it up into high gear, driving her hips upward to maintain the pace. I
notice that she has her hands tightly clamped around my arms, and, is using
me to give herself leverage to fuck. Her face is contorted with intensity.
She stares me in the eyes and hisses, "Don't you slow down, harder! Fuck
me harder!"

I feel my orgasm building up; my pelvic area begins to go numb except
for my dick and balls. I feel the hot bl**d pump from my neck up into my
head. All my muscles are starting to contract when it happens. From my
abdomen, a shock of electric pleasure, works to my balls, up, and, out my
dick. I unloose a load deep inside her pussy; I dig into the mattress, and
push with everything I have. I catch my wits, and sit up, removing my dick
from her pussy, just as my second load shoots out and covers her gaping
hole with a load of white goo. I stroke my dick, and splay the remainder
of my cum across her stomach. She is not really aware of what is
happening. She is still writhing on the mattress, her eyes rolled back in
her head, once again letting out low guttural growls, like earlier. She
has the most fascinating orgasms I have ever seen! I reach for her arms,
and bring her up into a sitting position, placing her hands on my dick.
She milks the remaining cum from me, and lets it fall on her stomach.

I fall on my side next to her; she lies down, and curls up in my arms. I
place a hand on her ass, and massage her bottom, slowly working down to
between her legs. She lets out a couple of quivers, reaches between us,
and softly takes hold of my, now flaccid, dick.

"Mike? I loved that. I've never felt so good in all my life! Thank
you! Thank you! Thank you!" She reaches up and pulls herself face to face
with me, and gives me the most tender kiss I've had in a long time.

We lay there for a while longer, just holding each other; I hear the
engines starting up. I look at Diana and say, "We better get ourselves
together and get up on deck."

She murmurs, "Ooooh do we have to? Can't we just stay here?" I give her
a slap on the butt; and say we need to get moving.

As we get dressed, Paula peeks through the door, and calls to Diana. I
can hear them giggling and chatting as I make my way back topside. Dave
gives me a smile and says, "I imagine you're probably feeling a bit wore
out, and likely somewhat happier than I feel."

All I can do is flop down in one of the captain's chairs and smile like
a damn fool. I look at Dave and say, "We're going to get into some
trouble, aren't we?"

"Yes sir, my man; but, we're going to have a good time doing it. We'll
talk later next week about all the details."

Right then Paula comes up on deck, and whispers something to Dave, who
nods his head as he begins to steer us out of the cove. Paula comes over,
gives me a kiss on the cheek, and goes back below. Dave looks my way and
says, "The girls fly home on Monday, one of the boy's has a birthday party
on Sunday. Both Edie and I are expected to attend. The girls want to know
if they can skip the party and spend the day with you."

I lean further back in the chair, look at Dave and ask, "Is there any
more beer?"

... Continue»
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The Second Wife

I was just a young guy at 18 I wasn't sure of my sexuality, I had lots of feelings about men, and was constantly having fantasies about being in bed with them and treat me as a girlfriend. I envied those girls who I used to hear talk about being fucked by men, I was so jealous. Being a slightly built young man with not much body hair who didn't fit in with other male activities, I tended to hang around with girls or young women.
I suppose I must have been flying a flag to those that noticed, but in those days it wasn't spoken about or recognized.

Anyway I had a female friend, Gina, who got married to Dave when she was 16.
We met when they had moved into our area, we were both 18 and we used to spend a lot of time together and Dave didn't seem to mind, he was 3 years older than us and a construction worker. He used to gently tease me, quite affectionately when I was around their place, being invited for dinner or keeping Gina company when he was out at work or out some nights meeting the lads from work socially on Thurs or maybe a Fri night.

I suppose like most young couples they had their difficulties and the result was Gina left Dave and went back home to her parents. Seeing we were so close and discovered Gina missing when he got home, he came to my parents house to ask if I knew anything. He wasn't very pleased as you can imagine, I told him all Gina had said to me earlier in the day was she was in a hurry and her dad was coming to pick her up as she was going to visit her f****y.

"At least I know where she is" - he said, " but there's no one there to talk too and now I'm going to have to make some food and I'm knackered after today".

I said " I can make you dinner, I can cook"
"Great if you'd take care of that for me for tonight, whilst I sort things out, I be grateful".

So we went to their place, I checked out if there was any food to cook and Dave was set for beer as he'd bought some on the way home.
"Why don't you have a bath and relax" I said to him "I'll start dinner".
"Great idea, I need to relax" he said as he headed off to the bathroom and I heard the bath filling as I started organizing dinner.

I planned steak, baked potato and veg, Dave wasn't much a salad man, I had a really hot oven to put the potatoes in after I'd boiled them, got them in the oven to bake, set out the table, got the veg ready all I needed to do was the steaks.

Then I heard Dave's voice from the bathroom "sweets could you bring me a beer I forgot to get one and I need a back rub".
So I peered into the bathroom and said "Dave it's only me here, not Gina".
"Ok that's ok I forgot, could you bring me a beer", "yep I said".
I took the beer into the bathroom for Dave, he was siting upright there in a full bath tub of hot water and foam.
My head started to spin, I was seeing Dave this hunky young hairy Alpha Male in the nude, in the bath, not that I could see what I wanted to see, but as inquiring sexual virgin, I wanted to see everything I hadn't seen about a man before.
I gave him, his beer and he said "Could you rub my back, it's not the same, but it will help".

So I took the sponge and rubbed it up and down his back, he said "no use your hands", so I started kneading his back with my hands all over, from his shoulders all the way down to his hips. After about 5 mins he said as he sucked on his beer, "oh that's so good, I feel so relaxed",as he slipped down in the tub to wallow and between the bubbles I caught a glimpse of his cock.
My face flushed, I felt a mess and I beat a hasty exit out of there, back to the kitchen.

I stood there in the kitchen, in an emotional turmoil, I'd never considered, men's bits before, I'd only ever considered kissing and hugging as being a girlfriend, now I was thinking about what boyfriends and girlfriends did when they had sex (fucked).
Did it mean that a guy stuck his thing into a girlfriend?.
I didn't have a thing to stick anything in too, I couldn't be a girlfriend to another man.
Was I being even more crazy than I thought I was?

The night turned out to be more than anything I had ever experienced before and it changed my life totally.... Continue»
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Construction Worker's Slave


Construction Workers' Slave

Story about a straight college k** who has a secret fantasy of being sexually dominated by a couple of guys and turned into a pussyboy sex slave. His fantasy comes true.

My name is Ryan. I'm a university student, 20 years old, blonde hair,
reasonably athletic looking, 5'8" tall, 160 lbs. I was just finishing up a
summer job with a construction company where I was basically a foreman of a
road crew. Kyle and Brad are full time workers and on my crew, probably a
couple of years older and they made it quite clear they did not like taking
orders from me. They are both about my size and build but more street tough.
I was a bit surprised when they invited me out to celebrate my last day on
the job before heading back to university.
On the way to the bar we decided to drop off at Kyle's place to have a
couple of tokes first. I was really getting quite stoned when they suddenly
jumped me and pinned me to the floor. At first I thought they were just
joking around when they began pulling off my clothes, Brad holding me in a
hammerlock while Ryan stripped me of my sneakers, sock and jeans. The two of
them then literally ripped off my shirt and finally my underwear, rendering
me completely bare ass naked with Brad holding my arms behind my back and face down
on the floor.
I should add that I am straight but for whatever reason have fantasized for
as long as I can remember about being "f***ed" into a gay thing so I really
did not put up much of a fight as I secretly had a fantasy to be “boy ****d“, besides they were much stronger than me.
Before I knew it Ryan was tying separate ropes to my wrists then they
started hauling on them pulling me up into a standing position and then
higher so my toes were just touching the floor. Next they tied another set of
ropes from my ankles to eyebolts in the floor, forcing my legs wide apart. I
was still too stunned and stoned to even scream.
Now I was completely at the mercy of these two muscular studs. I was hanging buck
naked and spread-eagled, my entire body glistening from sweat and my cock
was sticking straight out, much to their amusement.
"Looks good," I heard Kyle say. "By god, that's one sweet-looking trussed-up
bitch-boy.
Then they started fondling me.... my ass, my now hardened cock, my balls,
running their hands over my body, chuckling, panting, making lewd remarks.
Brad stepped behind me and grabbed my ass cheeks in both hands.
"Fuck man just look at this cute little ass, like two g****fruits" he commented.
He then ran a finger down between, stopping at my anal opening and slowly began
to insert a couple of fingers into my asshole. "Nice and tight too.... I can't wait to fuck your pretty boy ass" he whispered in my ear.
Then they shaved me, completely from neck to toes leaving only the hair on my
head, saving my blonde pubes for last, so my cock, balls and asshole were shaved smooth. Next they used their hands to rub
some kind of oil over my entire naked, and now hairless body, concentrating
on my ass and on my cock and balls. The continued use of their oil soaked
hands on my most private parts soon had my cock leaking in its hardness.
Then they stood back to admire their handiwork, taunting me because of my
erection. Even more humiliating was the fact that I was unbelievably turned
on just thinking about what they might have planned for me.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Brad getting something from a drawer. I
turned my head to see him holding it. A thin leather switch. He walked up to
me and began slowly tracing the tip of the switch up and down the sides of
body, from my arm pits to my feet both sides. Then he did the same along the
insides of my wide spread legs from ankle to crotch. Next he moved to my
left and continued the exploration down my backside starting at my neck,
over the curve of my ass and down both legs. He was chuckling the entire
time. The front of his jeans were bulging leaving no doubt as to his
excitement as he moved to my right and traced the tip down my chest, over my
stomach and along the upper length of my swollen and throbbing cock, pushing
down on it until it pointed straight at the floor, then moving the switch
away allowing my cock to immediately bounce back up until it was pointing
straight out.
"You're going to make one fine slave pretty boy. Submit now and you can
avoid having me use this on you. It's real obvious you want to be ****d and abused anyway" he taunted, touching the tip to my balls."
And he was right. I did want this. I did want to be dominated by these two
young studs. Just thinking about the humiliating things they could make me do
had me more turned on then ever before, but there was no way I was going to
admit it, and I wanted to be punished first anyway so I decided they would have to break me.
"No way you fucking faggots, I'm not going to be anybody's sex slave" I hissed,
trying to be convincing. At least this way I could pretend they were forcing
me into this.
"Good, we were hoping you'd resist" said Kyle as he gagged me with my own
torn underwear. "We'll talk again in a few minutes. Brad, he's all yours."
I heard a whistling sound, and then there was a loud, sharp cracking noise
as that switch smashed across my ass.
I started screaming into the gag. The whipping continued until he had
followed the same course as he did while tracing the tip of the switch over
my body. Then he started a cock whipping, with the last 10 strokes hitting me right in the balls. Incredibly my cock remained hard, throbbing and leaking precum during the whole time.
Kyle ripped my underwear from my mouth.
"Had enough, tough guy? he asked.
"Yes" I answered, nearly sobbing.
"Tell us what we want to hear"
"I want be your sex slave, I'll do anything you want" I was so excited I could
hardly breathe.
Then they listed off some of the rules I would be following...
I'm to speak only when spoken to.
When I do speak I'm to address them both as Master.
I'm forbidden to stand in their presence unless required to carry out their
orders.
I will be serving them naked at all times, except for the studded leather dog collar Kyle
just placed around my neck.
Anything else they dream up as the night progresses.
"Do you think you can remember these rules, pretty boy?" Brad asked.
"Yes, Master" I choked.
"Ever sucked a cock before slave-boy" Kyle asked, chuckling
"No, Master Kyle, I'm straight, I swear."
"Well you'll be an expert by the time we're finished with you, slave-boy"
taunted Brad.
I was totally humiliated and totally turned on at the same time.
"Do you understand your position here now"
"Yes, Master" I replied, head hanging in shame.
"That's very good," Kyle said.
They untied me, and when I fell I went down to my knees, and there I stayed.
I would have fallen further, but Kyle held me up by my hair, and said, "Now
that's just perfect, boy. You stay right there, you hear?"
And then he let me go, and all my will went into keeping myself kneeling
there, just as he wanted. Then Kyle attached a chain leash to my collar and
pulled me to my feet, ordering me to cross my wrists behind my back. Brad
tied my wrists together with a leather strip. I was ordered to kneel.
"Now lick my boots, college-boy," Kyle commanded. "Show me what a good
little boot-licker you are. Show me real good."
I bowed down and began licking his dust covered work boots, while he used
the leash to keep me from falling over. And I did my best to make it good. I
was theirs now. They had reduced me to a slave. I licked Kyle's boots until
they were clean. When he decided his boots were clean enough he made me turn
around, still holding the leash. Brad was now standing in front of me and
took hold of the leash from Kyle. I was f***ed to clean his boots as well.
By the time I'd finished with Brad's boots, Kyle was sitting in a chair in
the middle of the room. His feet were now bare. Kyle then commanded me to
crawl to him until I was about a foot in front of him. "Now piglet" he
smirked at me, "my feet need cleaning, get to it"
I was now put thru an even more humiliating ordeal of foot worship for my
taunting master, f***ed to tongue bathe his sweat and dirt covered feet,
starting with the toes and in between. I slavishly licked and massaged his
feet with my tongue until they were squeaky clean. They both taunted me
throughout my ordeal which just served to turn me on even more as I found I was really loving all this humiliation. It took me fifteen minutes to satisfactorily clean Kyle's feet but Brad immediately
took his place in the chair and subjected me to same degrading ordeal.
They were both obviously aroused. The bulges at the front of their jeans
left no doubt. Then they played with me, as though I were a toy. They
stroked and felt and pinched and slapped and probed, and made me turn and
twist and arch myself for their convenience and delight. They squeezed my
balls until they made me scream, which they enjoyed enormously. And then
they made me tell them what a slut bitch I was, a filthy fag, a cunt boy, a piece of shit, a
cocksucker, and any other names that came to mind. Of course I said it all, even inventing a few more degrading names for myself like sissy faggot fuck pig.
My submissive side had completely taken over now. All I wanted now was to
serve my two tormentors with my mouth and tongue in any way they wished.
Now they were ready to really humiliate me some more. Kyle would be first
standing in front of me, naked, his cock pointing straight at my face as I
knelt before him. He truly had the body of a god, slim, muscular,
tanned,flat stomach, small ass, thick hard cock. Brad was holding the leash.
He too, was naked with a hard cock,a true Adonis sweating, taunting. I obediently
followed Kyle's command and began licking his sweat soaked balls, then up and
down the length of his rigid cock. He ordered me to open my mouth. I
slavishly sucked his cock for about 5 minutes when he started to moan
louder. I could feel his cock pulsing in my mouth. I knew I was about to get
my first taste of another guy's cum, but then he surprised me by suddenly
pulling it out.
"Not yet piggy" Kyle taunted. "We're going to make this last for awhile."
Before I could take in what he meant, Brad immediately grabbed me by my hair
and directed me to his rock hard cock, ramming it into my mouth, ordering me
to suck it.
This ritual went on for a good half hour as they alternately drove their
cocks into my mouth, forcing me to service both of them until finally Kyle
yelled that he couldn't hold back any more He exploded in my mouth ordering
me to swallow every drop of his cum. I obeyed.
It only took seconds after that for Brad to explode in my mouth as well. He
too made me swallow it all. I had submitted to both of them, licking,
sucking, swallowing. I was now the naked, kneeling, bound and leashed
sex-slave to two gay male masters. After servicing them, they made me lick
their balls once again and thank them for allowing me the privilege of
worshipping their cocks. Then the each put their jeans back on, leaving me
to wonder if it was over or if they still had more in store for me......
They made me remain kneeling, still naked, and amused themselves with taunts
and lewd remarks and promises of what was still to come. I pleaded with them
to let me go but only because I knew my begging would turn them on and
excite them to new torments. I had done everything they asked, I said.
They'd broken me, they'd had their fun, now please, please let me go, I
said. They only laughed and said I hadn't seen anything yet. A new wave of
sexual aroual came over me.
They untied my wrists and made me crawl on hands and knees, like a dog. This
entertainment perked them up again. They made me do some tricks for them,
like go fetch, lie down and roll over and shake my cock and balls around--it still gave them a kick to find new ways to show their power, and to f***e me to humiliate and degrade myself.
That's when they made me crawl around the room some more for them. They had
me get up on the table on my knees, and spread my legs wide, showing off my cock, balls and asshole. Brad was holding the end of the leash.
"Start jerking yourself off, slave-boy" Brad commanded. I couldn't believe
it but with my cock still at full attention as it had been since the start I
grabbed hold of it and began pumping. I have never masturbated in front of
anyone so it was completely embarrassing o be doing it for the entertainment
of two other guys while they taunted me but I did it. I stroked my cock for
their amusement trying not to erupt but in minutes my excitement finally
caught up with me. At last I shot my load onto the table top. Some went on
the floor amid howls of laughter. They made me get back on my hands and
knees and lick up my own cum from the table and the floor.
They made me stand, facing the edge of the table. They tied my ankles to the
table legs, which were wide apart forcing my legs spread to the limit. Brad
tied my wrists together behind my back. Kyle attached the end of the leash
to a ring at the end of the table and pulled down hard forcing my chest and
face onto the tabletop. They then stepped in front of me to make sure I
could see them as they removed their jeans. Brad began stroking his already
hard cock just inches from my face and taunted me " Since Kyle was the first
to use that hot mouth of yours I'm going to be the first one to fuck your
tight little ass college boy, but I think we need to warm your butt to get
it ready". Kyle then picked up a wide leather strap in his right hand,
placed it to my face and commanded me to kiss the instrument of my
punishment. It was all I could do to keep from cumming as my cock ground
against the edge of the table.

After kissing the leather strap as commanded I tried to brace myself for the
inevitable. The first blow feels like fire at first and I scream and start
begging Kyle to please stop but my pleas just turn him on even more. Nine
more times he uses it on me. Every stroke stings like hell but it's obvious
he does not intend to cause any real damage. They just want to hear me beg
and scream, so I do. Brad orders me to look at his cock. It's thick, hard
and leaking as he slowly pumps it with his oil soaked right hand.
"Get ready, pretty pussyboy," he taunts, I'm going to fuck that hot little slut ass of
yours".
Immediately after the tenth stroke of the strap delivered by Kyle, Brad
moves behind me. I can feel the head of his cock pressing against my anal
opening. Then he simply rams it home into my boypussy. The **** is long, slow and hard. I can feel his balls smacking against my crotch as he rams his huge cock in and
out of my previously virgin ass. Finally, with a howl of ecstacy, he
explodes inside me. There is a popping sound as he slowly pulls out.
Even while Kyle is taking his place, Brad steps around in front of me, grabs
hold of my hair and presents his slime covered, still hard cock to my face
and orders me to open my mouth.
"Clean it slaveboy" he commands
I submissively obey just as Kyle plunges into my ass. He is just as brutal.
He is also just as dominating when he finishes and f***es me to lick and
suck his glistening cock clean.
They next release my ankles and the end of the leash from the table, leaving
my hands bound behind my back. They make me kneel before them, Kyle holding
the leash leading to my collar. They are both grinning as the look down at
me. Once again my own cock is betraying me, standing at full attention,
bouncing, leaking in obvious anticipation of what they have in store for me
next.
With Kyle holding the leash he orders me to crawl around behind Brad.
"Start licking his ass" he commands me.
Knowing I have no choice but to obey I begin running my tongue all over
Brads small perfectly round ass deliberately avoiding the divide between,
but I don't get away with that for long as Brad orders me to get in there.
He makes me spend the next ten minutes slaveishly licking up and down the
crack of his ass paying particular attention to his tight opening. They are
both taunting me for my submissiveness calling me their little ass-licker,
their slut, their cunt, their whore, their bitch. This verbal abuse
continues when they switch places. Kyle's ass is even smaller than Brad's.
Thankfully all I taste and smell from both is sweat but it is still
humiliating. When my ordeal is finally over, they both stand in front of me,
Brad holding the leash as they gleefully point out my hard bobbing cock.
"See, what did I tell you" smirked Kyle "he's getting off on this"
All I could do was remain silent.
They both put on their jeans.
Suddenly I realized I had to pee real bad.I started to ask for permission to
do so but the glare from both of them reminded me of the only proper way to
approach them. I immediately bowed down and began licking Kyle's feet until
he acknowledged me. I was granted permission to speak.
"Please Master Kyle. I have to pee so bad."
They were smiling at each other as Brad knelt down and untied my hands. Kyle
then ordered me onto my hands and knees.
"You'll pee like the doggy you are, bitch" he snapped pulling on my leash
forcing me to crawl along behind him and out into the yard. He then lead me
over to a tree where I had to perform the humiliating act in front of him by lifting my leg.
Not an easy thing to do with an erection. He then lead me back into the
house the same way. Once inside I was ordered to stand while he removed the
leash from my collar.
"Now, slaveboy, start getting this place cleaned up. We're having a little
party tonight and this place better be spotless when our guests arrive. Then
clean yourself up as well. We want our entertainment looking presentable as
well."
They were both smirking.....
"Now, slaveboy, start getting this place cleaned up. We're having a little
party tonight and this place better be spotless when our guests arrive. Then
clean yourself up as well. We want our entertainment looking presentable
too."
They were both smirking.....
The place wasn't that bad so it took me less than an hour to get it too
their liking. Brad and Kyle had showered and dressed so it was more than a
little humiliating to be crawling around naked in front of them cleaning
their place up. When I was finished to their satisfaction they made me
crawl, still on hands and knees outside and across to the barn. There was a
hose attached to the side of the barn and the had me stop there.
"Time to get you cleaned up, little piggy, inside and out" Brad chortled as
Kyle unwound the hose. Their was no metal nozzle on the end just the rubber
part of the hose. They made me remain on my hands and knees with my knees
spread wide apart as Kyle slowly started to insert the free end of the hose
into my anal opening. He then turned on the hose. It was a little
uncomfortable to start but as the water filled my gut it really started to
hurt, like a bad cramp. Eventully he removed the hose and commanded me to
crawl around behind the barn.
"Don't you let a drop out until you get back there" he ordered.
I won't go into the details of this humiliating ordeal but it was repeated
three more times.
"There, that takes care of the inside" said Brad, "now on your feet"
They made me stand, feet wide apart and my hands on top of my head while
they took turns hosing me down with the ice cold water. When they were
finished they marched back to the house, hands still on my head, but made me
remain outside until I was dried off. Then from the doorway in, it was back
onto my hands and knees.
The phone rang and Kyle answered. I could only hear his end of the
conversation but what I got out of it was that the person on the other end
and his friends would not be able to make it tonight. Kyle's solution to
that problem was that they had decided to keep me around for the weekend
anyway so they could come over tomorrow. He confirmed as much after hanging
up. And that's when I began furiously licking his boots until he gave me
permission to speak.
I begged him, both of them, to please let me go now and not let anyone else
see me like this but, of course, my pleas were ignored.
"Get this straight, college boy. Your ours now and we've decided you're
going to be ours until Sunday. We have way too much fun stuff planned for
you to stop tonight. And don't worry, we're still going to party tonight. We
have a friend coming over who can't wait to get his hands on you"
With that answer I resigned myself to the situation. These two Adonises had
me completely under their control and domination and if that meant serving
their friends as well then I had no choice. I was ordered to to crawl back
out to the barn and stand. They once again tied me by my wrists to the an
overhead and my ankles to eyebolts in the floor. For the second time this
evening I found myself suspended naked, spreadeagled, toes just touching the
floor and completely at the mercy of my captors. I figured they were going
to punish me for what I had dared ask but instead they just ran their hands
over my exposed ass and now hard cock for a few minutes before leaving the
barn. I remained like that for about 15 minutes, unable to think of anything
other than who would be joining them in using me.
That's when I heard what had to be a large motorcycle drive up. Soon after
Kyle and Brad re-enterd the barn, smiling. Behind them was a man. He was
dressed in leather pants, boots and leather vest opened at the front He
looked to be in his forties from the gray in his shaggy hair and he was
huge. He had to be 6'6", barrel chested, big muscular arms, thick heavy
legs. He was one scary looking dude.
"Stoner", Brad said to the monster biker, "meet our little sex slave pussyboy. We put
him on display so you can inspect the merchandise, then if you still want to
join us for the evening the three of us can have some fun with him."
The guy didn't hesitate and immediately stepped forward until he was
directly in front of me. I felt like a piece of fuckmeat as he looked me up and
down grinning. He walked behind me and grabbed my ass with his huge hands,
squeezing, cupping both cheeks completely. He stepped in front of me again,
smirking as he gripped my rock hard cock in his right hand where it
literally disapeared.
"Let's party" he hollared.
With that I was untied. I had to crawl on all fours behind Brad and Kyle
while Stoner, the monster biker followed behind making comments about my ass
and ordering me to wiggle it.
Inside, Stoner immediately took over, forcing me to crawl around the room
while he stripped. He wasn't going to waste any time. He looked even bigger
naked. His cock was fully erect and had to be 10 inches and thick.
"Over here" pretty boy" he commanded.
I crawled up to him. He orderded me up into a kneeling position then held
out a pair of cuffs which he snapped onto my wrists after making me put them
behind my back.
"Lick my balls" he commanded
I obediently began licking his hairy, sweaty balls feeling positively puny
in front of ths giant. He made me lick his huge cock including the tip as it
leaked precum. He made me take his balls into my mouth. I could only do one
at a time, they were so big. Finally he ordered me to open my mouth. It was
all I could do to get the head into my small mouth.
"Suck it boy, suck my cock. And you better do it good, real good and make
sure you swallow every drop of my cum.
The realization that for the third time I was on my knees in sexual
servitude to another male, (this time to the huge biker) had my cock
throbbing despite my humilation. I slavishly sucked his cock, the ultimate
act of submission. He was moaning and his cock was pulsing ready to explode.
Suddenly he pulled out of my mouth just as his cock erupted spewing onto my
face, getting in my eyes, stinging them. I wanted to rub my eyes but with my
hands cuffed behind me, I couldn't.
"That's going to cost you little boy" Stoner promised. "you were supposed to
swallow all of it.
I didn't dare point out that he had pulled out. Instead I apologized for my
poor performance and begged for another chance.
"After I punish you." he was smiling, cruelly. "But first I think Kyle and
Brad are in need of your services'.
I looked over at the two of them. They were both now naked and stroking
their rock hard cocks. They were obviously turned on by what Stoner had just
put me thru and they both decided that they would rather watch him punish me
first before they made use of my mouth.
"I'll need a couple of candles and a riding crop" Stoner informed them. "Let
slaveboy here know where to fetch them and I'll take him in."
He then uncuffed me. Kyle told me where to find the stuff and Stoner made me
crawl ahead of him into the house. I found the candles and crop. Stoner then
tossed the candles onto the floor and ordered me to pick them up and carry them back out to the barn by putting them in my asshole. I reached back and stuck the candles in my ass as instructed and began to crawl back to the barn. He then used the crop to prod me along back out to the barn. When
Kyle and Brad saw me they started laughing and hooting.
I was made to get up on the big, rough, wooden table on my back. Kyle and
Brad tied me to the four corners by my wrists and ankles as instructed by
Stoner pulling the restraints tight so I was stretched and completely
immobile. Then Stoner took a length of rawhide cord, tied one end behind the
head of my cock which just would not go down,then looped the free end over a
bar directly up from my middle and pulled until my cock was stretched
straight up and tied it off. He then picked up the crop and instructed Kyle
and Brad to light the candles.
"Start here" he suggested tracing the tip of the crop over my chest, then
stomach "and finish with this" sliding it over my aching balls and up my
helplessly bound cock. "When you have him good and coated, I'll introduce
him to my wax remover"
He was laughing as he swished the crop in mid air, making a whistling
sound."
All three were still naked and sporting huge erections purposly letting me
know how much they were looking forward to this.

I was made to get up on the big, rough, wooden table on my back. Kyle and
Brad tied me to the four corners by my wrists and ankles as instructed by
Stoner, pulling the restraints tight so I was stretched and completely
immobile. Then Stoner took a length of rawhide cord, tied one end behind the
head of my cock, which just would not go down, then looped the free end over a
bar directly up from my middle and pulled until my cock was stretched
straight up and tied it off. He then picked up the crop and instructed Kyle
and Brad to light the candles.

"Start here" he suggested tracing the tip of the crop over my chest, then
stomach "and finish with this" sliding it over my aching balls and up my
helplessly bound cock. "When you have his cock and balls good and coated with hot wax, I'll introduce him to my wax remover"
He was laughing as he swished the crop in mid air, making a whistling sound.
All three were still naked and sporting huge erections purposly letting me
know how much they were looking forward to this.
Then, with Brad standing to my left and Kyle to my right looking down at me
tied helpless before them, they held out the now lit candles. They were
smiling as they slowly tipped them over allowing the hot wax to drip down
onto my exposed chest. I couldn't believe hot hot it was and I let out a
scream, but they continued until my chest was completely covered with the
slowly cooling wax, taunting me as I screamed and moaned. They continued
down over my stomach with the burning wax until it too was covered. I was
thrashing at the ropes holding me immobile but it was in vain as they next
moved to my upper thighs dripping yet more of the searing hot wax from my
knees to my crotch.
"Now for the best part" sneered Kyle as they both held the candles over my
still hard and bound cock. I screamed again as the wax landed on the very
tip and ran down it's entire length, then again as the began coating my
hairless balls.
Finally the agonizing torture ended. I could only look down at my torso,
cock and thighs to see they were now completely covered with the hardening
wax.
"Too bad we shaved you, bitch boy. It would have been real fun using this to
rip your hair out, especially that blonde bush of yours" taunted Kyle.
That's when Stoner stepped forward to the head of the table. When I looked
back up at him all I could see was his hairy balls and rock hard cock just
above my face. He was still holding the riding crop in his right hand. He
started tapping the tip on various areas of my wax covered torso, checking
to make sure the wax had hardened.
"By the way, little piggy" he said to me. "This is my wax remover" Kyle and
Brad began laughing as I now realized what Stoner was about to do to me.
Every blow came down hard and he did not let up until every scrap of the wax
was crumpled. He then used the crop to brush away the wax fragments. My cock
was still rock hard and I was f***ed to lift my ass off the table to keep the cord
tied to it from being pulled and suspending me by my own cock.
"Next time you suck my cock you'll do it properly, won't you pretty boy"
asked Stoner.
"Yes Sir" was my meek reply.
He then had Brad and Kyle release me from the table. He immediately ordered
me to get on the floor on my hands and knees. He still had the riding crop
but he was rubbing some sort of lube onto the handle end. He made me crawl
to him. When I reached him he ordered me to face away from him, and that's
when I felt something touching my anal opening. I realized was shoving the
handle end of the crop into my asshole. It wasn't painful but it was
uncomfortable and humiliating.
"Start crawling, puppy dog" Stoner commanded. I obeyed, crawing on all fours
with this crop sticking out of my ass in front of my three naked tormentors
as they laughed and hooted all the way back into the house. They made me
wiggle my ass so that my protruding 'tail' wagged. I knew I was facing more
sexual servitude and by the time we reached the living room my own cock was
betraying me again. Once inside they made me crawl around the room over and
over wiggling my ass to wag the crop like I was a dog.
Stoner decided he wasn't quite ready for me yet and invited Kyle and Brad to
have their fun with me while he watched and waited. Kyle used me first,
ordering me to crawl to him. He made me lick his feet and beg for the
privilege of using my mouth on his cock. Permission was granted and he made
me get up into a kneeling position in front of him. The crop was still
sticking out from my ass as I obeyed his command to run my tongue all over
his balls and hard leaking cock before taking him into my mouth and
slavishly sucking him to orgasm.
"Still call yourself straight do you, doggy?" he smirked, "then how do you
explain that hard cock of yours?"
I had no answer. How could I tell them that I was getting off on being
dominated and used by them?
I had barely swallowed his cum when Brad grabbed my hair and f***ed my face
into his crotch.
"Start sucking, doggy" he commanded me. He must have been really turned on
because he shot his load down my throat in less than a minute.
Now it was Stoner's turn again. He was sitting in a lounge chair, naked,
erect. He made me crawl around the room, taunting me about what a cute
little puppy I was, until I was directly in front of him.
"I'm giving you a choice puppy dog" he taunted "up that tight little ass of
yours or in your mouth with my cock"
I knew that there was no way I could take that monster thing up the ass, he
would split me in two so I begged him to please let me use my mouth,
promising to do better this time. He made me run my tongue up and down it's
length before ordering me to open my mouth. Again, I could barely fit it
into my mouth, but I managed to please him enough to make him cum. This time
he did not pull out and I had to swallow every drop. He even made me thank
him after.
I was f***ed to service each of them again with my tongue and mouth before
they decided to call it a night.
After Stoner left, Brad and Kyle made me crawl to the spare bedroom before
suddenly yanking out the crop. They tied me to the four corners, face up,
telling me they had to make sure I didn't jerk myself off during the
night, leaving me high and dry and helpless, unable to do anything to relieve
myself while thinking about what they had in store for me tomorrow.

The end for now
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Construction Site Gangbang

“Hey, sweety, how ya doin’?”

Kayla’s heart beat a little faster. Ooo, God, go away, you sweaty a****ls, she thought, clutching the blueprints to her full, pert tits and trying to ignore them. The construction workers didn’t stop.

“Hey, baby, ain’t you fucking gorgeous! What’s a little girl like you doing out here?”

Kayla walked faster, as fast as she could on the wooden catwalk on her high heels. It made matters worse that she didn’t quite know where she was going; it was a huge construction site, and her boss was somewhere in it, waiting for the blueprints she carried. Soon she was past the nasty, hairy thugs who were leering at her, though, and she shook out her long, thick hair in self-satisfaction.

At 19, Kayla was the youngest secretary in her architecture firm, and by far the prettiest. Her impossibly sweet face and perfect little body earned her the lust of all the men in the office and the resentment of most of the women. So, she usually got stuck with chores like this one by the more senior secretaries; she avenged herself by dressing even sexier and getting even more attention from the men. Today, she was wearing what could have been a conservative grey tweed business suit… if the skirt hem came down a few inches, and the unbuttoned blouse didn’t show off a little flash of black lace and a curve of pert tit. Now and then, the skirt would ride up far enough to show the lace top of a stocking, and Kayla would top to wiggle and pull it back down again.

Soon the blueprints were delivered to the impatient boss, and Kayla was making her way back to her car. Somehow, though, things looked different going the other way… she wasn’t sure if she should have turned there, or…

Kayla stamped her little foot in frustration, pulling off her jacket. Lost. What a pain… she followed the catwalk she was on past big concrete walls, strange machines she couldn’t identify… it had been awhile since she had seen anyone; it was getting late, and most of the workers had left the jobsite already.

“Well, well, well, looks like you’re lost, little lady? Need some help?”

Kayla gasped and turned to see the same four brutes who had been leering at her before. She wasn’t sure why, but her heart started pounding again. As the men approached her, her eyes fixed involuntarily on the leader. Her breathing quickened as she took him in… the tanned skin, the hairy chest showing beneath his open denim shirt… the coarse stubble, the mustache, the rough look of him. Kayla generally considered herself well out of the league of construction-worker types; she dated architects. But she found herself nervous as the Leader stopped too close to her and hooked his thumbs in his belt, looking her up and down.

“You are one sweet little bitch, aren’t you?”

The others guffawed at the Leader’s rough comment; Kayla gasped in outrage and blushed red down to her tits.

“Fuck you, asshole!” She snapped. “Just show me the way out of here before I have you fired.”

TheRingleader laughed and grabbed her around the waist, pulling her into him. All she saw was bright white teeth beneath his thick black moustache as she instantly surrendered to him. Her hands went up weakly, and wound up resting against his chest as she gasped again, looking away, unable to look at him, ashamed at how easily she had responded to him. His big, rough hand grasped her bottom and he looked back at his crew.

“Don’t let her fool you boys. The little slut is so hot for it, she can hardly stand it.”

The other three laughed, and started pulling off their clothes as the leader roughly pulled off Kayla’s blouse and skirt, leaving her standing in her black lace push up bra, gstring and stockings. All four men stopped and stared at the perfect little angel panting and whimpering like a complete slut for their cocks. Then they rushed in on her.

Kayla didn’t apprehend much as she was f***ed to her knees before them; a Spanish looking man covered in snake tattoos, a fat, hairy sweaty bastard with a big uncut cock… the Ringleader had a fistful of her shining hair, and f***ed her head over to a huge, erect black cock. A big black fist grabbed the hair offered by the Ringleader, and a deep voice spoke. “Who’s your Daddy, little white bitch?”

“You are,” Kayla whimpered.

“Say it, you fucking slut!” he demanded.

“You’re my Daddy. You’re my Daddy and I’m your little white slut to use. Please may I suck your cock, Daddy?”

The black man groaned and shoved his cock into her parted lips. Kayla’s mouth stretched as the giant dick f***ed it’s way in and out of her pretty little mouth. Her hot little tongue worked the bottom of his huge tool as he face fucked her; then he pulled out, and another stud grabbed her hair and pulled her onto his cock.

“Yeah, suck my dick u fuckin’ little whore. Take it. Suck that cock. Yeah… yeah.. you love it, don’t you cunt? You want my fuckin’ cum…” The Fat Man took his turn choking her with his cock, pulling out and forcing her down to lick his balls… then she was onto the next cock, and then the next, and the next, as the all took turns degrading her as she pleased their rock-hard cocks with her soft, wet mouth.

Soon, she was on her hands and knees, with one cock taking her doggystyle and another pounding her mouth. Kayla whimpered and writhed as the gangbang spiraled out of control, as the men spanked her with abandon and cursed her. She had never, ever, done anything even remotely like this, and she felt like it all had to be a dream. The pleasure crashed over her in irresistible, beautiful waves and she came and came for these rough, nasty men. She had their heavy, musky scent in her nostrils as cocks impaled her from both ends at once, and she loved it.

The cock in her pussy pulled out and she felt it pressing against her virgin asshole. She jumped, and the cock in her mouth popped out.

“Please no… I’ve never done that before, and even if I wanted to, you’re cock is so huge that… OOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW!!!! OOOWWW NNNNOOOOO!!!”

In three sudden strokes, the eight inch brute was in her ass and pumping, and the pain was unbelievable, and unbelievably sweet. Kayla’s eyes rolled back in her head as she crashed headlong into the joy of complete surrender and shuddered in her most powerful orgasm yet. Another cock was shoved unceremoniously into her moaning mouth and she sucked it willingly.

Soon, there was a cock in her ass, a cock in her pussy, and two taking her mouth in turn. Kayla had lost track of what time it was, where she was, or who she was… the entire universe was beautiful hard cocks, hands smacking her ass and tits, pulling her hair…

“Cunt! Take it u fucking little slut! Show us u want our fucking cum goddamn it!” Someone spat on her tits, and Kayla shrieked into the cock she was sucking. Her hips bucked spasmodically and she gagged on Fat Man’s cock, then then Snake’s, stroking both, in a lost frenzy to make them all fill her with cum. The men were panting, now, do, staring with bulging eyes at their gorgeous fuckslave, cocks getting harder and harder.

“Oh you fucking slut. Oh you fucking little whore.” The Ringleader’s cock, in her ass, stopped moving. She could feel it start to twitch. The others, knowing he was about to fill her virgin ass with his sperm, started to lose it themselves; groaning, cursing, driving their cocks into her defenseless little body with violent intensity. The Ringleader screamed, and Kayla could feel the hot wet rush of his cum blasting her insides, and then the ten inch black monster in her pussy started to batter her savagely as Daddy shot his seed deep into her unprotected white pussy.

Kayla was convulsing in a relentless, violent orgasm as Snake and Fat Man started to unload on her face. She was conscious enough to open her pretty mouth and stick out her tongue, hoping to taste some of their hot sperm as the screamed, jerking their cocks wildly, splattering her face, her hair, her tits… she licked the heads of their cocks, looking up at the men submissively as she cleaned each of any trace of cum with her hot tongue.

The men shoved her aside, and she squealed as she fell, naked, onto the dirt of the jobsite. She shuddered again in an aftershock orgasm, and stayed sprawled on the ground for a few minutes, tasting, smelling, feeling the sex all over her, the cum dripping in and on her body, as the men pulled their clothes on and walked away.

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