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First Gangbang With MotherMy friends always told me that my mom was a Milf. When I was younger, I used to feel embarrassed by this and I got into fights, even lost some friends. Over the years, I changed my mind, especially when my mom got divorced for the second time, and I was stuck taking care of my family like the man of the house. Playing the role of dad to two sisters, I began to see what my friends were seeing in my mother. I didn’t tell her that, of course, and so I missed my chance for anything once she got remarried.You see, my mom is not the kind that stays unwed for a long time. She’s hot. I mean, really hot. She does fitness and works as a model. You’d be surprised to find out that she had three k**s if you met her in person. But I knew. My stepdad knew. I later found out that several others in the city knew too.Being the technical one in the family, I’m always working on the electronics. My step dad is a personal trainer, my mom’s in fact, surprise surprise, and so whenever something breaks, it’s just “Here, Zack. Fix it.” And it was on one super fateful day that my mom’s laptop stopped working properly and she gave it to. I started to work on it and, nervously searching through her files for nude photos I could steal and use for myself later, I discovered that my mom was not as innocent as she seemed.Logging onto her internet to test the connection, I checked her history. I had done this a thousand times before and never saw any porn sites or anything of interest. I actually would have skipped this history check like I had so many others when something caught my eye. I had recently learned that our city had 4 sex clubs, as a college buddy of mine joked about going to one and getting a gloryhole blow job when a girl he was dating refused to put out. She eventually did, so he never got the chance, but now innocuous names like “The Blue Room” and “Pallasades Club,” places that sounded like the many dance clubs my mom and stepdad went to all the time, took on a whole different meaning for me.Clicking one of these pages, I found that my suspicions were right. It was a sex club. There was a forum link at the top and I decided I would try to see what they had in the discussions. Usually making a free account on a forum is easy, but I never made one for this site. My mom, like many other low-tech people, had saved her username and password for this site in the autofill. Feeling the nervous shakes go through me, I clicked enter and let the site think that I was my mom.At first, I was disappointed. There were the standard sets of forums, talking about dates and times of operation, how to use the forum, favorite positions, etc. Scrolling down, I noticed that a lot of the forums were barely used and figured that it was probably more likely the people that frequented this place were communicating in person. Sighing, I decided to check one last place before I logged out. Checking my mother’s history, I was flooded with a treasure trove of interesting things. The very first item on the list, the most recent for those who are not very tech savvy, was titled “Gangbang while husband is gone.”I started shaking and slowly thumbed the mouse over to the post and clicked. I read the body of the message and found that my mom was using the forum to set up a group sex encounter at this “Blue Room” place for the next weekend while my step-dad was in Hawaii doing a training seminar. I read through her post and found some very detailed explanations about the kinds of things she wanted and liked and noted that on more than one occasion, she wrote “Young, Hard Cocks.” I had one of those.It’s a distant leap, going from thinking of your mom as sexy to thinking about joining a gangbang on her, but I had almost a whole week to think over the words that I had read. I can’t tell you how many times I thought about her words and masturbated in my room. I actually skipped everyone of my classes that week just so I could dump my load in a sock. Friday, I was so sore, I had to get an ointment to heal.I probably should mention that I did make a free account on that page and started visiting it. Knowing what I was looking for, I found my mom’s post and all the follow up posts, discovered that my step-dad was okay with this thing, that he would probably be hooking up with someone in Hawaii, so my mom had all the permission she could possibly need, and that there were at least a dozen guys she had agreed to let in on this event. Posting as Techie38, I added my own messages to the post, innocent at first, but later more and more graphic as the week went on. Spreading the ointment on myself Friday night, I found that my mom had responded to my last post and said that she liked what she was reading and would have a spot open for me if I wanted it. That made it so hard for me not to stroke myself all night, that I had to use a double dose of sleeping pills at 8pm to make sure that I went to sleep without touching anything.Saturday rolled around and I made an excuse to be gone all day. My college buddies made that easy, especially since they were also my distraction. Waking up at noon, I went immediately to my buddy’s dorm and played several hours of Call of Duty and flirted with his girlfriend, something he hated so much it made him play worse. I then went to dinner alone at a nearby bar and then drove myself soberly out to the Blue Room.I asked if they did tours and then did, so I took a tour of the place several hours before my mom would show up, nervous and stuttering the whole time. I found the place had several dark corners and I was lucky enough for the event to be a masquerade themed event. Dropping the hundred dollars for a membership and a door fee, I took my free mask and headed to upper bar, sitting area. I waited and I watched.About three hours later, I noticed a cluster of guys gathering near the bar. They were all wearing the mask of the evening and talking to each other. One of them mentioned the gangbang and I knew who they were. Taking the opportunity, I stepped into the group and introduced myself to a couple of them, recognizing one as my economics professor (I was confident that he didn’t recognize me since they class had one hundred students and I sat in the very back corner), and informed them that I was Techie38. They asked me why I had chosen thirty two, and I joked and told them it was the number of girls I had fucked, which made them all laugh, but the truth was it was actually my mom’s age.She was sixteen when I was istanbul escort born, a young teenage pregnant girl, as is common these days. My dad married her then, but what they had was not love. It ended before I could remember things and I don’t remember him, so for all I knew, he was in this crowd. I thought she would realize who I was by the numbers, but it had only drawn her out. The first time we talked online, she asked me about it, and I lied and told her it was my age. She told me it was hers too and she’d be looking forward to meeting me, if that was the right term, if I managed to make it out.So I mingled just long enough so that everyone could recognize me, and then I disappeared into the bathroom for a few minutes so they could forget about me again. It seemed like I was in there forever, but when I came out, I slipped back into the shadows and watched again.To say I was nervous is like saying a fish swims in water or camel lives in the desert. I was sweating like crazy and my heart was beating so fast that I thought it would explode. Actually, I felt like I fainted a few times while I sat there waiting, which would not have been that strange. Eventually, my mom came in wearing a tight red dress I had seen her wear a few times when she’d gone out with my step-dad.I knew it was her not only because of the dress, but also because of the curves, which I knew very well, and the tattoos, of which anyone who had seen my mom’s photos would recognize. They were pretty distinctive, and that dress showed them. Too well, actually.My mom moved through the crowd of guys, talking to them, flirting with them, touching them, doing everything but actually fucking them right there. One of the guys left to reserve the largest group room the club had to offer and after another half an hour and four shots later, they moved toward the room. I followed, lingering back just far enough that I knew my mom hadn’t spotted me, but close enough that a couple of the guys noticed me.Now, some of you might think that with an opportunity like this, I would have jumped to be the first one in my mom. But I was terrified. I walked through the dark hallways, avoiding any reflective surface that might have revealed me, and when we entered the group room, I moved to the darkest corner and turned away at first.My mom knew how to get things started, doing a little strip tease for the guys. I kept my back to her, trying to make sure she wouldn’t recognize me, and listened to the hollers. Someone gave my mom another drink and she complained about being a little tipsy and laid down on the leather bed. The guys all laughed a low chuckle and moved a little closer. I stayed back.She picked two guys to come forward first and helped them undo their pants. To the others, she ordered that they undress. This included me, I realized and undressed. Once I was naked, I stood there, surrounded by guys all facing the opposite way, looking at my mom, while I tried to calm myself. Breathing in and clearing my mind, I heard the wet sounds of my mom sucking on something.Slowly turning, I quickly noticed that many of the guys in the room, despite having chest hair on some, scars on others, were all about my height and build. That was interesting, I thought, and relaxed more. Everyone varied in age quite a bit, but I realized that even though I was the youngest, I could probably blend in well.I watched as my mom took turns sucking on the two guys, they each fondling her in turn, and watched as she invited one more to join her and start licking her. I began shaking again, but this time it was out of excitement. One of my greatest fantasies was being fulfilled: I was seeing my mom spread eagle, getting eaten out.I continued to watch as she invited each one of the three to slide themselves inside her. I noticed that most of the guys would fuck her for a few minutes and then pull out, stroking themselves while they let another guy take their spot. I asked one of the guys next to me who was slowly stroking himself and he told me that my mom had asked that everyone hold off cumming until the very end. She wanted to be fucked, that was clear, but she also wanted to be covered in everyone’s load together at the end as much as was possible. I nodded and turned back to watch, my lips dry.After an hour, every one of the guys had entered my mom in at least two different ways. She had turned over and had been taken doggystyle by a few, she had ridden a few more, and at one point, she had three guys filling her while two more were being stroked by here. Everything I had seen on the internet was being done to my mom. And I was hard as a rock while I watched, not daring to touch myself.Once all the other guys had been in her, she laid down and was panting after having had another orgasm and smiled. Her words were a little disjointed and it was obvious that she wasn’t thinking clearly because of all the activities. She pointed at me with her right hand, her left going to her pussy to spread her labia open and curled her finger, beckoning me to come forward. I shook my head, terrified that if I got closer, even if she was blurry, she would recognize me.”Come on, baby,” She said, “you came here for this didn’t you?” She made a pouty face with her lips, and looked right into my eyes. I felt a jolt go through me, as I was certain she had recognized me. “Are you gonna leave me wanting?”I felt myself pushed forward by a couple of the guys and I took the last few steps until I fell onto the bed, landing so that my face was buried in my mom chest. She grunted and laughed and little, then used both her hands to massage her tits in my face. I felt the tingle in my sac that told me everything was working well, and I couldn’t help but lift my head just enough to take one of her nipples in my mouth.She moaned and moved her body into me, giving me greater access to her tits. I licked and sucked, using my teeth to stimulate the tips, and listened as she reacted. I felt her hands reach down to mine and she took my right hand from beside her on the bed and began moving it. I readjusted my weight and let her guide my hand while I lost myself in her breasts. The last time I had seen them, I had been suckling as a c***d, I knew.Feeling her warm wetness on my fingers, I took her cue to move them around inside her. I could feel her juices running down my wrist, but I also felt the precum of several of the guys before me. Something about avcılar escort having my mom as sloppy seconds got me even more excited. I felt myself getting harder and without thinking about it, I moved so that I could slide into my mom.I paused and waited, my cock just outside her opening, lubed and wide from all the guys before me. Looking into my mom’s eyes, I lowered the muscles in my throat as best I could and said in a deep, hopefully soothing voice, “I’m gonna enter now.””Good,” she purred and rolled her head back.Slowly, I inched my way inside of her, feeling the tightness of her muscles as I pushed my way in. She tilted her head back up to look at me and dropped her mouth open, sucking in air as I continued to slide in. Once I was all the way in, feeling her pressing around me, she grabbed my neck and fell dropped her head back against the bed.”Holy shit,” she said. “You’re huge.””I’m sorry,” I said instinctually. This was a problem that was hit or miss with girls I was with, since I wasn’t all that big. I had heard, however, that I was a bit thicker than average and a bit longer than average, so sometimes I got a reaction like this, and other times I was just that guy who had penetrated someone.Starting to pull back out, I felt my mom’s hand fall to my ass, stopping me. “Did I say I was done with you?” She asked. She tilted her head up to look at me and started moving herself up and down on my shaft. I felt the pressure all around my cock and fought to keep myself up, enjoying every moment.Rubbing myself raw had made everything significantly more sensitive. This meant that sex with my mom, while being the most excited I’d ever been before, was also the most enjoyable experience I had ever had, and unfortunately for all the women I have slept with since, the best I will ever have. I told her this, in three words, while she moved herself up and down on me.”Best pussy ever,” I panted.She smiled and began pushing my ass so that I was doing the work. I thrust my hips into her, slowly at first, and then faster, taking advantage of the bed. I moved a little and grabbed one of my mom powerfully fit legs and pumped into her over and over again. She dropped her head back and moaned, her hands gripping my back tightly. I could feel her muscles tighten and I felt the signs I knew to be an orgasm.Reacting, I planted my knees and began to drive into her harder, forcing myself into her tightening space. She grabbed me tighter and began to scream, each thrust causing her to spike a staccato squeal. Hearing her shout at least a dozen profanities, I pushed faster, harder and deeper into my mom’s tightened and quivering pussy.Finally, she dropped limp onto the bed. “Holy fuck,” she said to me. “Shit.”I smiled and slowly pulled myself out. I moved away from her, satisfied that I had given my mom the best orgasm of the evening and stepped back into the crowd. I got a high five and a fist bump from a couple of guys and turned back to my mom, who was still laying there, breathing heavily.”Round two,” she said. And looked up at the guys. They laughed that same deep chuckled and began moving forward again.I let myself go last again, enjoying my mom being fucked this time around. I wasn’t shy, watching her from near the front of the crowd this time, even stepping in for some oral activity when another guy backed away. I wish I could say that my mom was greatest at head ever, but that was a lie. My second girlfriend had done so many amazing things with her tongue that, even to this day, I doubt anyone could ever live up to, but I did enjoy watching my mom’s face as she bobbed up and down on my cock.Taking a few liberties, noticing the other guys had done similar things, I did use the opportunity to grab my mom’s head and shove it down, forcing my cock all the way into her throat. As she had with the others, she willing allowed me to do this, even letting me move it just enough that it never left her throat while I skull fucked her. I managed to pull this off for about thirty seconds before she tapped my hand and I pulled it out to let her have air. As she took in deep breaths, I grabbed the end and did what I had seen in porn: I slapped the head of my cock on my mom’s face.She looked up and me and laughed. “You’re gonna have to make up for that,” she threaten and then took it in her mouth again for a few more bobs before I pulled away to let another guy take over. Even though this was my mom, I was trying to do my best to share.When I my second round in her, she was laying on the bed on her stomach. As I climbed onto the bed, hovering over her, she reached her had up and touched me, making a noise in the pillow I didn’t understand. I looked to one of the guys on my left and he raised his hand.”Excuse me?” I said politely. At that moment, I realized that I needed to take on a different personality if my mom wasn’t going to recognized me and lowered my voice again. “If you want to talk to me, slut, you have to enunciate,” I said.She lifted her head up and laughed a little. “I said,” she responded, “that my vagina needs a rest for a moment.” She laid there while I hung over her, my cock slowly weakening as I realized that I wouldn’t be able to get into her again. “However,” she continued, “if you get a condom, you can take my ass until my pussy is fine and then you can take me. If you want, stud.”I smiled and felt myself get rigid. My mom’s ass. It was her best asset actually. It was her money maker after all. Looking to the guy at my left, he handed me a condom from the bowl next to the bed and gave me a follow up fist bump. I took the condom and the fist bump and rolled up, tearing the package open with a fury that has seldom been seen in North America, and applied the non-latex rubber to my manhood.Without hesitating, I grabbed my cock and lowered it to her ass, feeling the lubrication from the other guys who had already been here on the end of the condom. I slid in slowly, something I had learned before that time, and lowered myself on her carefully. Her leg kicked up from the knee as I did so and came down her carefully, placing my whole body against hers.The warmth and smoothness around my cock at that time was not nearly as good as her vagina, but it felt good anyway. Leaning into her, I kissed her neck and ear instinctually, I guess you could say it was my trademark when I take a woman like this, and whispered in her ear.”I’m not going to be gentle,” I warned. I could feel the excitement şirinevler escort quivering in my stomach and I wanted to just start ramming her with everything I had.”Good,” she said. “You were right when you called me a slut.” She leaned up and little and brought her lips to my ear. “Make me your slut,” She whispered.I smiled and pushed her head down with my right hand, sliding my cock out and slamming it into her. She gasped momentarily, but on my second thrust, she was moaning. I lost control, shoving my cock into her ass until it was completely buried and the pulling it back out again. I heard the guys around me cheer approval and I kept going, thrusting into her ass over and over again. She rocked and bucked with me, letting me into her as much as I could, driving myself into her as deep as I could, listening to the beat of my heart, the sounds of her approval, and cheers from the crowd. I knew enough about anal sex to know that slow and steady was the key.At some point, I reached around her and touched her clit. This was not something I had planned, or even thought of. It was just a muscle memory from other times I had taken a girl from behind, but I did. That moment, I felt my mom’s body go rigid and she screamed profanities into the pillow, slapping her left hand into the bed. I felt a warm liquid splash against my balls and run down my leg, but I kept thrusting.”Fuck me,” she said. “Fuck my pussy, now.”I did as my mom had ordered. Removing myself from her anus, I removed the condom and tossed in into the garbage before I spread her legs more and slid inside her extremely wet pussy. She reacted immediately, quivering and as I slid all the way in.Bringing myself down to her head again, I asked, “Is this what you wanted, slut?””Yes,” she said shakily. “Wrap your arm around my neck and fuck me hard. Please.”I slid my arm under her neck and began driving into her, pulling my arm all the way around and putting her in a chokehold. I heard a couple of guys say “Holy shit” while I choked my mom and slammed into her over and over again. I could feel myself about to cum, but I thought of random homework assignments, my econ professor, etc., to hold it off. I managed to keep if from coming out and rammed into my mom for another minute or so.She lifted herself up, bringing me with her as she used her powerful, athletic arms to lift us both up off the bed. I felt a spray of liquid and realized that my mom had just squirt her juices everywhere, much to the approval of our audience, before she collapsed on the bed again.I pulled out of her, even though I wanted to shoot my load inside of her and backed into the crowd again. I joined the others in slowly jerking myself while we waited, watching. She rolled over and looked up at the ceiling, a smile on her face.”Well, boys,” she said between pants. “You managed to satisfy me.” She glanced briefly at the group and then laid her head back down. “Now it’s your turn. Free reign, wherever you want to shoot it.”I stood back and watched as the guys rushed my mom, most of them trying for her face. At first, it was a very Adam Smith/Darwin style moment where guys fought with each other until they established an order, but eventually, they all got a chance to let themselves go all over her. I was the last again, enjoying the utter mess that had become of my mother and when I stepped up, half of the guys were already gone.Grabbing her head strongly, she opened her eyes and looked at me. “Oh,” she said. “The bold one.” She smiled and watched as I stroked myself. “Didn’t I say you owed me?” She asked.”Yeah,” I said. I could feel the building pressure within me. It wouldn’t be long now.”Right,” she responded. “Then when you finish, say my name.””What?” I asked. I was fighting it now, the sweat beading on my head.”You heard me,” she said. “You owe me, so say my name.””I don’t know it,” I lied. It was right there, right about to come flying out of me.”Zack,” said. “Don’t lie to me. Never lie to me.” Her words were stern and I saw that look in her eyes I had seen a thousand times in my c***dhood when I was about to get disciplined. “Say my name.””Mom!” I shouted as everything I had built up came flying out. It covered her nose and forehead and could have landed on her eyes if she hadn’t closed them again. She smiled at me and relaxed herself into the bed, moaning. I collapsed to my knees, keeping myself from falling on her with one free hand, the other stuck to my cock.I heard the last guy as he walked out saying something about how I was seriously fucked up for shouting mom as I came on the lady, but he was smiling. I don’t think he actually believed that she was my mother. After all, a thirty eight year old woman, on average, had k**s in their early double digits.”How did you know?” I asked after I had regained some strength.My mother was licking the man juices off her face, her eyes still closed as she answered. “Techie38?” she said. “You realize that Techie19 was the extra account you made on the XBOX a few years back so we all get online without paying for multiple accounts, right?”I gritted my teeth. A rookie move. My mom had known all along.”I suspected,” she said. “So I used your computer on Thursday to log onto my own Blue Room account. It was in your bookmarks, and that just about confirmed my belief, but when you were so shy about fucking me, I knew.” She grabbed the sheet from the bed and whipped her eyes clean. Blinking a few times, she looked up at me. “Guys who come to a gangbang are usually not so timid that they hide, and if they are timid, they usually don’t have full on erections.”I nodded. Definitely a rookie mistake. But here I was, in a room alone with my mom, having just taken her every way I could imagine, and been cleared to do it.”So,” I asked. “Where do we go from here?””Well,” She answered. “Ted and sisters can’t know, obviously. And since we have different last names, the club will never know.” She smiled. “So how about we keep this secret, and whenever I’m coming here alone, you can meet me and be my date?””Seriously?” I asked. I had been having a good time, but I hadn’t imagined that my mom would suggest that.”Sure,” she said. “Couples always cost less than single men, so it’ll save you some money.” She frowned and looked at me. “Unless you don’t want to do this again.” There was a long pause while I remained silent before she added, “I wasn’t faking those orgasms. Something about the taboo of you and me just made me go wild.””I know,” I said. I leaned in to kiss my mom, other guys sperm be damned. She kissed me back and touched my cheek. As I pulled away, I finished, “I felt it too.””Then it’s settled,” she responded. “I’ll let you know if Ted is going out with me, and if he isn’t, then you meet me here. Clear?””Crystal,” I said and stood up to find my clothes.END OF STORY.

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Romance of Lust part 3The carriage brought mamma and party to dinner. Mamma hoped I had behaved well, and been attentive to Mrs. B. in her absence. She answered nothing could be better, and that I was quite a model youth — so gentle and so obedient.My mother found that she had caught cold, and had febrile symptoms after dinner. Mrs. B. persuaded her to retire to bed, and accompanied her. When in her room, she apparently noticed, for the first time, my little bed. She took the opportunity of suggesting that it would be much better to remove it to the small room, so as to leave my mother in perfect quiet, which my coming to bed might disturb.This was said in such an innocent natural manner, that no suspicion was excited on the part of mamma or anybody else. Mamma only making the objection that my early rising might by my noise disturb Mrs. B. in the next room.“Oh, no; I am not so easily disturbed, besides he has been so well behaved all day, that I am sure, if I tell him to be quiet in the morning, he will not fail to do so.” So it was settled, and my bed was at once removed to the little room.I know not what Miss Evelyn thought of this; at any rate, she made no remark, and I went to bed early. It will easily be conceived that I did not go to sleep. The hours struck one after the other, and no appearance of my amiable instructress. The remembrance of all her charms was ever present to my mind’s eye, and I longed once more to dart my tongue into her moist and juicy cunt, as well as to try the new method that was to initiate me into the real secrets of Venus.The long delay of her coming put me in a perfect fever. I tossed and tumbled in bed; my prick throbbed almost to bursting. Fortunately, I had never frigged myself, and that resource never occurred to me, or I might have rendered myself quite incapable of enjoying the raptures my beautiful benefactress afterwards entranced me with. At last I heard voices and footsteps on the stairs. Mrs. B. bid Miss Evelyn good night, and the next minute her door was opened, closed again, and the key turned in the lock. I had taken the precaution to do so with my door. I heard her use the night vase, and then she opened my door, at once coming to my bed side. Seeing me awake and quite flushed, she kissed me, and whispered — “Have you not been to sleep, Charles?” “No, ma’am,” I answered, in the same subdued tone, “I could not sleep.” “Why, dear boy?” “Because I was going to sleep with you.” Her lips pressed mine, and her soft hand, thrust under the clothes; sought for and caressed my stiff-standing prick — it was as hard as iron.“Poor boy, I am afraid you have been suffering. How long has it been in this state?” “All the evening, ma’am, and I did think you were such a long time in coming.” “Well, Charles, I could not come sooner without causing suspicion — I thought Miss Evelyn was suspicious, so I pretended to have no desire to go to bed; and even when she showed evident symptoms of drowsiness after her long ride, I rallied her upon it, and begged her to sit up with me yet a little; until at last she could hold out no longer, and begged me to let her retire. I grumblingly complied, and she is thrown completely off any scent on our account, as she could never suppose I was impatient as you to come here. I shall undress as fast as possible, and then do my best to relieve you of this painful stiffness. Get up, shut this door, and come to my bed. My room has an inner baize door, and we shall there be certain of not being overheard.” I instantly complied, and she commenced undressing. Every detail of her charming toilet was devoured by my greedy eyes. Her smooth, glossy, and abundant hair, arranged in braids, was neatly fastened in under a coquettish lace cap with pretty blue ribbons. Her chemise de nuit of the finest, almost transparent cambric was edged with fine openwork. She looked divine. The drawers of the commode contained scent bags of that peculiar odour which is generally found to perfume the persons of the most seductive women. In another moment she was in bed, clasping me in her arms.“Now, Charles, you must be a good boy, and make no noise, and allow me to teach you your first love lesson, see I will lay myself down on my back, thus — do you place yourself on your knees between my outspread thighs — there, that is a darling — now let me lay hold of your dear instrument. Now lay yourself down on me.” I placed myself on her beautiful smooth and white belly and pressed against the hair of her mount. With her long taper fingers she guided my prick — I trembled in every limb and almost felt sick with excitement — but when I felt the delicious sensation caused by the insertion of my skinned pintle between the smooth warm oily folds of the lady’s cunt — I gave but one shove which carried me up so that I swooned away on her belly and milk-white bosom.When I came to myself I still lay on her belly, enfolded in her lovely arms, my prick sheathed up to the cods in her delicious cunt, which was throbbing in the most ecstatic way and pressing and closing with every fold on my prick — which had hardly lost any of its pristine stiffness; as my eyes began to discern her features, an exquisite smile played upon my darling companion’s lips.“You sad rogue,” she whispered, “you have given me a baby; what have you been doing to make you spend so soon, and in such a quantity, Did you like it?” “Oh, dearest madam, I have been in heaven — surely no joy can be greater than you have given me.” “But you do not know as yet everything that is to be done, and to how much greater an extent the pleasure may be enhanced by mutual efforts; move your instrument gently in and out — there, that is delicious, but not so fast. Good, is it not nice!” And she moved in unison with me, meeting each slow thrust down by an equal movement upwards, and squeezing my prick in the most delicious manner internally, as she retired again to meet succeeding thrusts in the same way.Oh! it was ecstatic — my prick, swollen to its utmost size, seemed to fill her exquisite vagina, which although capable of easily accommodating the larger prick of Mr. B., appeared to be sufficiently contracted to embrace tightly with its smooth and slippery folds my stiff throbbing prick. So we continued, I shoving myself into her, and she upheaving her beautiful bottom to meet me. My hands removed everywhere, and my mouth sucked her lips and tongue, or wandered over her pulpy bakırköy escort breasts sucking their tiny nipples. It was a long bout indeed, prolonged by Mrs. Benson’s instructions, and she enjoyed it thoroughly, encouraged me by every endearing epithet, and by the most voluptuous manoeuvres. I was quite beside myself. The consciousness that I was thrusting my most private part into that part of a lady’s person which is regarded with such sacred delicacy caused me to experience the most enraptured pleasure. Maddened by the intensity of my feeling I at length quickened my pace. My charming companion did the same, and we together yielded down a most copious and delicious discharge.Although I retained sufficient rigidity to keep him in his place, Mrs. B.would not allow any further connection with her, and she made me withdraw, and bade me go to sleep like a good boy, and she would give me a further lesson in the morning.Finding that she was determined on this point, and that she disposed herself to slumber, I felt I was obliged to follow her example, and at last fell fast asleep. It might be about five in the morning, quite light at that time of year, when I awoke, and instead of finding myself, as usual, in my own little bed — I found my arms round the person of a charming woman, whose large plump smooth bottom lay in my lap, pressing against my belly and thigh. I found my prick already in a rampant state, and it at once began throbbing and forcing its way between the delicious cheeks of her immense bottom, seeking the delightful sheath it had so enjoyed the previous part of the night. Whether Mrs. B, was asleep or not, I do not know, but am inclined to think she really was so, from the muttered mistake she made in waking. She was probably dreaming, for she mechanically raised her thighs. I pressed my prick stoutly forward against her luxurious body, knowing that the entrance to the temple of pleasure which had so entranced me the night before lay in that direction. I found more difficulties than I expected, but at length began to penetrate, although the orifice appeared much tighter than on the previous evening. Excited by the difficulties of entrance, I clasped the lady firmly round the waist and pushed forcibly and steadily forward. I felt the folds give way to the iron stiffness of my prick, and one-half of it was fairly embedded in my extremely tight sheath. I put down my hand to press my prick a little downwards to facilitate the further entrance; you may imagine my astonishment when on so doing I found myself in the lady’s bottomhole, instead of her cunt. This at once explained the difficulty of entrance. I was about to withdraw and place it in the proper orifice when a convulsive pressure of the sphincter caused me such exquisite satisfaction by the pressure of the folds on the more sensitive upper half of my prick, which was so delicious, and so much tighter, and more exciting than my previous experience of the cunt that I could not resist the temptation of carrying the experiment to the end. Therefore, thrusting my two fingers into her cunt, I pressed my belly forwards with all my might, and sheathed my prick in her bottom-hole to its full extent. Mrs. B at this awoke, and exclaimed, “Good Heavens! Fred, you hurt me cruelly. I wish you would be content with my cunt, I shall be unable to walk tomorrow. You know it always has that effect. It is downright cruel of you — but since you are in, stay quiet a little, and then continue to frig me with your fingers, as you know that eventually gives me great pleasure.” She calls me Fred, what can she mean? I was, however, too agreeably situated to speculate on anything, but as I was now buried within her bottom-hole, I lay quiet for a few minutes as she had requested; and as her complaints subsided, and I felt a slight reciprocating movement, I, too, moved within her, working at the same time my two fingers in her cunt. By this time she was wide awake, and became conscious of who was her bed-fellow.“What are you about, Charles?” she exclaimed, “do you know where you are?” “I did not know I was doing anything wrong.” “Doing wrong, indeed! My, a lady’s bottom-hole was never intended for a pego. How came you to put it in there?” “I cannot tell; I did not do it on purpose. I thought I was going into the same delightful place I was in last night.” All this time I was moving my prick in and out of one aperture, and my fingers were working away in the other. The tightness of the sheath round my prick was delicious beyond anything I could conceive, and I think, from the way the lady conducted herself, she liked it as much as I did. At any rate, she permitted me to go on until I had a delicious discharge; and she herself spent all over my hand.When the bout was over, she jumped out of bed, went to the basin, and with a sponge purified herself. After which, she said — “My dear boy, you had better come and wash yourself, too; and take care not to make a mistake of this kind again, as it is sometimes attended with disagreeable consequences.” It was now perfect sunny daylight, and my enchanting mistress looked so lovely in her almost transparent cambric night-shirt that I was emboldened to ask her to let me see her perfectly naked in all her glorious beauty of form. She gratified me at once; but laughingly, pulled off my night-shirt, and said — “I, too, must have the pleasure not only of contemplating your promising youthful charms, but of embracing your dear form disencumbered of all the superfluities of dress.” We clasped each other in a most enrapturing embrace, and then my lovely and engaging companion allowed me to turn her in every direction so as to see, admire, and devour every charm of her exquisitely formed body. Oh! she was indeed beautiful — shoulders broad, bosom, or rather upper neck, flat, not showing any projection of the collar bone; bubbies firm, well separated and round, with most exquisite rosy nipples not much developed; a perfect waist, small naturally, with charming swelling hips, and an immense bottom — it was almost out of proportion, large, but oh, how beautiful. Then her belly, undulating so enticingly, and swelling out, the lowest part into a very fine and prominent mons Veneris, covered with a thick crop of silky and curly light hair; then the entrance to the grotto of Venus had such delicious pouting lips, rosy, but with hair still thick beşiktaş escort on each side, which is often not the case even with women who have a sufficient tuft above, how beautiful where it exists as it did in this charming and perfect woman, continuing in beautiful little curls not only down to but around her lovely pinky and puckered little bottom-hole, the delights of which I had already, in this infancy of my love education, tasted and enjoyed. Her two alabaster thighs, worthily supporting by their large well-rounded fleshy forms, the exquisite perfections of the upper body, I have already described. How beautiful, elegant, and elongated her legs were, rising from well-turned ankles and most tiny beautiful feet. Her skin was white as milk, and dazzlingly fair and smooth. To my young eyes she was a perfect goddess of beauty. Even now, in advanced life, I can remember nothing that, as a whole surpassed her, although I have met many with points unsurpassingly beautiful — some carry it in the bosom, some in the general carriage, some in the mount of Venus and bottom together, and some in legs and thighs; but this divine creature, without having the appearance of it when dressed, was, when stripped, perfect in all her parts as well as beautiful in face — caressing and voluptuous by nature, and lending herself, with the most enchanting graces to instruct me in all the mysteries of love, and let me say, of lust also.We caressed each other with such mutual satisfaction that nature soon drove us to a closer and more active union of the bodies. Fondly embracing one another, we approached the bed, and being equally excited threw ourselves upon it, and, in the exquisite contact of our naked flesh, enjoyed a long, long bout of love, in which my most charming companion exhibited all the resources of amorous enjoyment. Never shall I forget the luxury of that embrace. She checked my natural tendency to rush at once to a completion. I think we must have enjoyed the raptures of that embrace fully half an hour before bringing on the grand finale, in which my active companion showed the extraordinary suppleness of her delicious body by throwing her legs over my back, pushing my bottom forward with her heels, and raising and sinking her bottom in unison with each thrust of my terribly stiff prick, which seemed to swell and become thicker and harder than ever. In retiring from each thrust, her cunt seemed to close upon my prick with the force of a pair of pincers. We both came to the ecstatic moment at the same time, and both actually screamed with delight; my ardent mistress in her fury of excitement actually bit my shoulder and drew blood; but I felt it not — I was in the seventh heaven of delight, and lay for long almost insensible on her beauteous body, clasped in her loving arms. On coming to our senses: “Oh, my beloved boy,” she said, “never, never, have I experienced such pleasure. You are a perfect angel. I only fear I shall come to love you too much.” We turned on our sides without dislodging the dear instrument of our enjoyment, and my lovely friend prattled on and delighted me with her toying, embracing, and gaiety. My prick had once more swelled up, and I wished to quietly enjoy a fuck in the luxurious position in which we lay; but my lovely friend said — “That must not be, my dear Charles, I must consider your health. You have already done more than your age warrants, and you must rise and go to your bed to recover, by a sound sleep, your strength.” “But feel how strong I am,” and I gave a forcible thrust into her glowing and well-moistened sheath. But, though she certainly was greatly excited, she suddenly turned round and unseated me, and drew away from me, refusing to take it again. As she was quite naked, the movements of her beauteous form were most graceful and enchanting, and one leg being thrown backwards left her lovely cunt full in view, and actually gaping open before me. Seized with the strongest desire to suck and kiss it, as I had done the night before, I begged that at least she would grant me that last favour, as it could not in any way do me harm. To this she readily consented, and lay down on her back, opening her glorious thighs, and with a pillow under her bottom so as to raise up her cunt into a better position for me to gamahuche her, as she called it.Before letting me begin, she said — “My dear Charles, do you see that little projection at the upper part of my quim, that is my clitoris, and is the site of the most exquisite sensation; you see it is rather hard, even now, but you will find as you titillate it with your tongue or suck it, that it will become harder and more projecting, so apply your lips there.” I did as my lovely mistress desired, and soon found it stiffen and stand up nearly an inch into my mouth.The convulsive twitches of her buttocks, the pressure forward of her hand on my head, all proved the exquisite felicity my lovely friend was enjoying. I slipped my hand under my chin — the position was awkward, but I managed to thrust my thumb into her cunt. My forefinger was somewhat in the way — but finding it exactly opposite the rosy hole of her bottom, and all being very moist there, I pushed it forward and it easily entered. I could not move my hand very actively, but I continued to gently draw my finger and thumb a little back together, and then thrust forward again. It seemed to add immensely to the pleasure I was giving her; her whole body quivered with excessive excitement. My head was pressed so firmly against her cunt that I had difficulty in breathing, but I managed to keep up the action of tongue and fingers until I brought on the exquisite crisis — her buttocks rose, her hand pressed hard on my head and her two powerful and fleshy thighs closed on my cheeks on each side and fixed me as if in a vice, while she poured down into my mouth and all over my chin, neck, and hand a perfect rush of sperm, and then lay in convulsive movements of enjoyment, hardly knowing what she was doing. As she held me so fast in every way, I continued to lick up the delicious discharge, and continued at the same time to pass my tongue over her clitoris. This, by producing a new excitement, brought her senses round. So relaxing her hold of me with her thighs she said — “Oh, my darling Charles, come up to my arms that I may kiss you for the exquisite delight you have given me.” I did beylikdüzü escort so, but took care, in drawing myself up, to engroove my stiff-standing prick in the wellmoistened open cunt that lay raised on a pillow so conveniently in the way.“Oh, you sad traitor,” cried my sweet companion. “No, I cannot, I must not allow it,” but I held her tight round the waist, and her position was too favourable for me to be easily unhorsed.“Ah! you must not, my dear boy. If you will not consider yourself, consider me. I shall be quite exhausted.” I shut her mouth with my kisses and tongue, and soon the active movements I was making within her charming vagina exercised their usual influence on her lubricity, so as to make her as eager for the fray as myself.“Stop, my dear Charles, and you shall have it in a new position, which will give you as much more pleasure as it will me.” “You are not going to cheat me, are you?” “Oh, no! my darling, I am now as much on fire as you are — withdraw.” I obeyed, half in fear. My fair mistress turned herself round, and getting on her hands and knees, presented to my ardent gaze her magnificent bottom. I thought she meant me to once more put it into the rosy little orifice, and said so.“Oh! no,” she replied, “not there”; but putting her hand under her belly, and projecting it backwards between her thighs, she said — “Give it me and I will guide it into the proper place.” Before doing so I stooped forward and pushing my face between the glorious cheeks of her bottom, sought and found the lovely little orifice, kissed it, and thrust my tongue in.“Oh! don’t Charles, dear, you tickle me so,” then flinching, and squeezing her buttocks together, I had nothing for it but to put my prick in her hand. She immediately guided it to and engulfed it in her burning cunt up to the very hair. I found I apparently got in fully an inch further this way — the position also gave my beautiful instructress more power of pressure on my prick — then her glorious buttocks, heaving under my movements, and exposed in all their immensity, was most exciting and beautiful. I seized her below the waist with a hand upon each hip, pressing her magnificent backside against me each time that I thrust forward. Oh! it was indeed glorious to see. I was beside myself, and furious with the excitement the view of all these charms produced upon me. My charming mistress seemed equally to enjoy it, as was evinced by the splendid movements of her body; till at last overcome by the grand finale, she sank forward on her belly, and I followed on her back, without losing the position of my throbbing prick within her. We both lay for some time incapable of movement, but the internal squeezing and convulsive pressure of her cunt on my softened, but still enlarged prick, were exquisite beyond imagining. At last she begged me to relieve her. Getting out of bed, she sighed deeply, kissed me tenderly, and said, “My dear Charles, we must not be so extravagant in future, it will destroy us both — come, let me see you to your bed.” The sight of my lovely mistress standing naked in all the glory of her beauty and perfection of form began to have its usual effect upon my prick, which showed symptoms of raising his head again; she gave it a pat, stooped down, and for a moment plunged its head into her beautiful mouth, then seizing my night-shirt, she threw it over my head and conducted me to my own bed, put me in, tucked me up, and tenderly kissing me, left the room, first unlocking my door and then locking the door of communication between the two rooms. Thus passed the first glorious night of my initiation into all the rites of Venus, and at the hands of a lovely, fresh and beautiful woman, who had only been married long enough to make her a perfect adept in the art. Never, oh never! have I passed such a night. Many and many a fine woman, perfect too in the art of fucking, have I enjoyed, but the novelty and the charm, the variety and the superiority of the teacher, all combined to make this night the ne plus ultra of erotic pleasure.It need not be said that, exhausted by the numerous encounters I had in love’s battlefield, I fell into a deep and sound sleep, until aroused by being rudely shaked up. I opened my eyes in astonishment. It was my sister Mary. She threw her arms round my neck, and kissing me, said — “You lazy boy, do you know they are all down at breakfast, and you still asleep. What has come over you?” “Oh!” I said, “I got frightened with a horrible dream, and lay awake so long afterwards that when I did sleep, I overslept myself.” “Well, get up at once,” and pulling the clothes quite off me, she laid bare my whole private parts, with my cock, as usual in youth on waking, at full stand.“Oh! Charlie,” said Mary, fixing her eyes upon it in astonishment at its thickness and length. “How your doodle has grown,” and she laid hold of it. “Why it is as hard as wood, and see how red its head is.” Without her knowing why, it evidently had its natural effect on her sense, and she flushed as she squeezed it. “Ah! my dear Mary, I have learnt a great secret about that thing, which I will tell you the first time we can be quite alone and secure from interruption. Just now there is no time, but before you go downstairs, let me see how your poor little Fanny is.” We had been used to these infantile expressions when in our ignorance and innocence we had mutual examinations of the difference of our sexes, and my sister was still as ignorant and innocent as ever. So when I said that I had not seen it since it was so ill-treated in the terrible whipping she had received from Miss Evelyn, she at once pulled up all her petticoats for me to look at it.“Lie back for a moment on the bed.” She complied. I was delighted. The prominence her mons Veneris had assumed, the increased growth of moss-like little curls, and the pouting lips of her tiny slit — all was most promising and charming. I stooped and kissed it, licking her little prominent clitoris with my tongue; it instantly hardened, and she gave a convulsive twitch of her loins.“Oh! Charlie, how nice it is! What is it you are doing? Oh, how nice! Oh, pray go on.” But I stopped, and said — “Not at present, my darling sister, but when we can get away together I will do that and something much better, all connected with the great secret I have got to tell you. So run downstairs, and tell them why I had overslept myself, but not a word to anyone about what I have told you.I will be down in a trice.” She went away, saying — “Oh, Charlie, dear, what you did just now was so nice, and has made me feel so queer; do find an early opportunity of telling me all about it.” Very few minutes sufficed to finish my toilet and bring me to the breakfast table.

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collar contract*This is a modification of a contract made for a wonderful slave of mine. The actual contract was too short to be published and catered to her specific limits and fetishes. Though keeping contracts vague allows the imagination to run wild, adding scenarios helps my kittens understand what I want and helps me know if they will be a good fit.My dearest,I’m giving you the opportunity to be collared. You may collar yourself of your own free will, but when I lay out the collar for you, your inner slave must accept it. The collar’s cold caress around your neck shall remind you that you are agreeing to submit your will completely to me. I want it freely. I want you to give all of yourself to me and kneel at my feet. You should not take this lightly because you will find that true submission is empowering…It is incredible and I know already that though you resist, part of you wants so badly to be put in your place. To feel so much pain and pleasure that you can think of nothing else. Submission is in your nature whether you want it to be there or not, part of you longs to be controlled and put in your place so let the collar free you to embrace your desire to be controlled. Since you will be controlled there is no guilt for you to feel. I will be responsible for the inner slut you and I will release together.When presented with the collar, you should take a moment to clear your mind before putting it on. Let go of your conscious thoughts and frustrations and put them to the side and hold it in your hand and think about giving all your problems to the collar and preparing yourself to serve your master. Then put it on and think about what it means to belong to someone else and how good it feels to be taken care of. Wash yourself from head to your toes; that ass better be clean and ready for exploration. Prepare yourself, embrace your submissive desires and then come to me on your hands and knees.When you put on the collar I will be a loving master to you. I will take the position seriously. I will not hurt you with concerns of the outside world or be critical of you. If you disobey, you will be punished and you will thank for me for your punishments as you know that my paddle cracks out of love. My duty is to take care of you and ensure that you know that you are mine.Out of respect for you there are activities that I will not demand out of you. I will not make you do anything that will embarrass you to friends and family. I will not command you to do anything that will bring our games to public light. I will not shame you publicly. I will be considerate of your anxiety and press it softly at your own pace. The safe word Pineapple will be in effect and respected and will release you from your binds.When you wear the collar you will address istanbul escort me as Master. You will seek to please me and only do those things that please me. You are to obey me so that you may be rewarded. You will be teased, tormented and tortured. Your body will be loved and abused; and pleasure will mix with pain. Disobedience will be punished. You are to seek reward obediently. I may keep you to myself or I may share you if it pleases me. Remember your desire is to please me. I will mix pain and pleasure ruthlessly and teach you to be thankful for the act of submission. You may not cum without permission and if you do, you will be punished until I have made you into my own obedient, little whore.Once you put on the collar, only I can take it off. You may ask for it to be removed, but you may not touch it yourself as you belong to me. Once off, our normal lives resume.I like it when you crawl on your hands and knees to me when I beckon you. I want you to happily accept your place below me as my sweet, little slut. I want to hear you say “yes sir” and “please sir” and “may I have another.” I want you to look up into my eyes, longing to receive praise and reward from my hand.Your acceptance pleases me. Your surrender pleases me. If I turn you around, bend over and spread your cheeks to me eagerly. If I tell you to kneel, I expect to see your mouth open and tongue out like the cock whore we both know you are.I’m imagining you waiting for me, naked except the collar. Soon your hands are tied to my spreader bar, eager for my touch. Will I smack your breasts or toy with your clit? Which will come first, the crack of the whip or the hum of the vibrator? It will be up to me to decide as I throw your legs apart, spreading you wide to toy with your sex.How beautiful you will look, arms tied to the posts of my bed, standing there blindfolded and ear plugs in so you can concentrate on the sensations I bring against your skin. Can you imagine the different touches? I bet you can’t think of all of them. Will it be ice or electricity, the tickle of a feather or will it be something sharp? My cock twitches as I think of you being that exposed to my hands and my will. Oh the things I will do for my good girl. Now open your mouth to accept your damp panties. Don’t you drop them from that mouth of yours no matter what comes.I’m imagining instructing you to put on the collar. You think it is just going to be us until the doorbell rings. Surprise flashes over your face as I welcome a friend inside. You blush as I introduce you as my pet. He looks you over lustfully and I invite him to try you out. You look at me confused, and I nod and demand you unzip his pants with your mouth. I tell you to say to him avcılar escort how much you love cock, and he starts to rough fuck your mouth. I whisper in your ear to make sure he has a good time and you let him use your mouth like the cum dumpster that you are.I’m imagining stripping you and blindfolding you then tying you spread-eagle to the bed. I force you to confess that whatever I want to do is what you want to do… It seems like an hour that you are there, alone, naked and tied to the bed…When I return… the hands that caress you are thicker, more callused as they caress you. Soon it is not two hands but four that touch your blindfolded body. Your pussy is soon attacked by fingers and tongues as you lay there, restrained and confused to what is happening. Your legs are untied and you fuck. Blindfold still in place you accept cock in your mouth and your pussy, hypersensitive without the sensation of sight. One person leaves and eventually I take the blind fold off, never letting you know your other lover.I’m imagining the collar waiting for you alongside instructions. I will be out tonight while you will be home. Do not put on clothes except for these heels and this wonderous plug. This you may wear in your ass. You can play with your ass if you like but do not touch your clit or pussy under any circumstances. Don’t be surprised when I send you vibrations to make sure it’s well seated. Now sit yourself before my computer and press play. Enjoy watching all the porn I have prepared for you, but remember, no touching yourself tonight, only I get to do that.I’m imagining you standing naked and exposed in front of me. You stand still patiently as the rub of rope binds your skin. Around and around the loops go, beautiful and delicate yet firm and strong like the body they bind. Soon you find yourself admiring the lace work while bound in the position of my choice. I tug and pull and spin you around as I see fit, the rope holding you exactly as I want you.I’m imagining informing you that we will have a guest tonight because I am tired of your disobedience. I put you in lingerie and in chains then cover you in my jacket. We go to my truck. No one knows that you are wearing next to nothing under my rain jacket. I take you to a woman’s house and she opens the door dressed in black stilettos and a slinky corsets. You listen as I complain about how I want you to better embrace your submission and she nods knowingly, I clarify that she can do whatever she wants to you to train you and then I instruct you to follow her every command. I sit back in the corner of the room and watch as she scolds you. She takes your hands and ties them firmly to rope and then pulls you up. Her whip is sharp, her vibrator is exceptionally strong. şirinevler escort She introduces you to two of her assistants who help you learn to give in completely to whatever she wants. By the end of the night your body is bruised, beaten and your throat and your pussy and ass are all sore. Your thank me for introducing you to the collar and agree not to be disobedient again.I’m imagining informing you that I will have a guest tonight. Confused you kneel at my feet as I wait for the doorbell to ring. Soon you watch as I open the door and welcome in an attractive young woman. I take her to the couch and direct you to pour us two glasses of wine and bring them to us on a tray. There you are, serving another woman as she looks over you and praises your beauty. Naked and exposed you stand there, immobile as I laugh and flirt with this stranger you have never met. You watch as her mouth opens and my tongue slides inside. She watches you while we kiss. Our wine glasses return to your tray and you see my devious smile as I warn you not to spill our drinks. I reach below you and start to pinch your nipples. Clamps replace fingers, which then proceed to brush your pussy lips with my hand. I invite the woman to do the same and warn you that you will be punished severely if you spill the wine. I reach behind the sofa and soon your plug enters your ass and your pussy receives its egg, which rumbles softly, shaking the wine. It’s her turn to touch, and she explores your wet hole. The tray starts to get heavy as her fingers explore you. You can’t help but drop the tray and soon the swish of my flogger starts to sing through the air onto your back.The egg goes on high as I hand her the whip and you start to feel the stings of a curious whip holder. I spread your legs and take back the whip, spinning its soft sting against your thighs. The whip goes down and soon she finger fucks you softly as you whimper against her light strokes, and the soft vibrations inside your sex. As her fingers trace your clit you fight the urge to orgasm. Your obedience pleases me so I sit you down in the chair next to us, spread your legs to give me a delicious view and ensure the vibrator is all the way up.”Don’t take your eyes of me and no touching” I say. I look deep into your eyes as my cock slides into my new plaything. The hum of the vibrator makes it hard for you not to close your eyes. I insist you hold my gaze as I thrust in her again and again, finally pulling out and squirting all over the top of her ass. I beckon you forward to use your mouth to clean her off while my hands reach your clit, and I whisper in your ear that you may cum as soon as you thank her for fucking your master so well. I grab another vibrator and press it hard against your clit and let you cum a second time. You explode from the intensity and collapse as a pile. The woman leaves, the collar comes off and I caress you in my arms.These are the sort of adventures that await you when you agree to wear this collar. You will experience the depth of mind and be rewarded with pleasure and affection for your submission.

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Elodie – 03 – Retrouvailles avec PierreJe n’ai pas osé refaire surface. Je suis restée seule en laissant Stéphane mener sa vie.C’est la perspective d’un déplacement sur Paris qui m’a réveillée. Nos échanges avec Pierre étaient devenus quasi inexistants mais lorsque je lui annonçais la nouvelle il me répondit qu’il serait très heureux de me revoir. J’ai repris un peu de contrôle sur Stéphane et j’ai organisé son déplacement pour me donner le temps d’une soirée et, pourquoi pas, d’une nuit avec Pierre. J’ai aussi complété ma garde robe. Pierre m’a juste dit qu’il me donnait rendez-vous le mardi à 20H00 au 112, rue du Faubourg Saint Honoré.Le jour dit j’ai obligé Stéphane à quitter son séminaire à midi sous prétexte d’une indisposition. Arrivé à son hôtel j’ai pris le contrôle, Elodie est de retour.Je n’ai pas oublié ma mésaventure précédente, elle restera gravée à tout jamais, mais je sais ce que je suis et ce que je veux. J’ai accepté le fait d’avoir ressenti du plaisir parce que je sais que ce n’était qu’une réaction physique et non une envie. Je ne suis pas une salope, je le sais, je le sens au plus profond de moi.Ce soir je sors avec Pierre, mon beau et tendre Pierre. Il faut que je me prépare, j’ai envie d’être belle pour lui ce soir. J’ai envie de voir son regard pétiller lorsqu’il me verra. J’ai tout prévu pour cela, façon sage. Je commence par une petite sieste suivie par un long bain parfumé et relaxant. Pas besoin d’épilation, Corinne n’aime pas les poils et Stéphane épilé de près. Je me passe un lait parfumé sur tout le corps pour être toute douce avant de passer mes dessous. Très simple mais superbe, en tout cas j’adore. Un ensemble bleu/violet en dentelle, soutien-gorge et tanga. Ensuite, maquillage, fond de teint puis je m’applique sur les yeux que j’ai marron/vert, je commence par les sourcils avant de passer aux cils puis au maquillage en lui-même. Je ne suis pas encore tout à fait au point et malgré les tutos Youtube j’y passe un temps fou mais je suis fière du résultat. Quelques retouches sur mon fond de teint et je m’habille. J’ai craqué pour un pantalon large en jacquard bicolore à motifs palmier couleur olive de chez Chloé. Pour le haut un XXXXX.Maintenant opération coiffure, pas facile, il a fallu que je bataille pour que Stéphane se laisse pousser les cheveux. Bon, j’aurais une coupe un peu garçonne mais étant blonde, ça le fera. J’y passe aussi un temps fou mais j’arrive à un résultat plus que satisfaisant selon moi. Je passe aux ongles que je vernis de rouge, ils ne sont pas très longs mais je les trouve très beaux comme ça. Opération rouge à lèvre, même couleur que mon vernis. Je suis presque prête, quelques bijoux, collier, bracelet et boucles d’oreilles en perles. Quelques touches de parfum et je suis fin prête et il istanbul escort est l’heure d’y aller, j’appelle un taxi, enfile mes escarpins à talons hauts, enfile mon manteau et sors. Je suis toute guillerette, je suis invitée par Pierre pour passer une soirée, que j’espère agréable, avec lui.J’arrive à l’adresse indiquée avec 20 minutes de retard, un portier m’ouvre la porte de l’hôtel, j’ai bien fait de m’habiller avec élégance car le lieu est très classe. Je me dirige vers l’accueil lorsque j’entends appeler « Elodie ? ». Je me retourne et vois Pierre en costume bleu marine, chemise blanche et cravate en soie bordeaux, il est à tomber.- Je n’étais pas sûr que c’était toi, tu as changé de coiffure ? Tu es superbe, merci d’être venue. Tu veux boire un verre au bar avant de passer à table.- Merci. Tu es superbe également, que me vaut cet honneur ? Ok pour le verre.Il me surprend en m’enlaçant et en m’embrassant tendrement en plein milieu du hall. Puis il me prend par le bras et m’entraine vers le bar. Je suis fébrile, son baiser a fait exploser un feu d’artifice et c’est les jambes en coton que je le suis au bar où nous nous installons sur des tabourets.- C’est que tu m’as manqué plus que je n’aurais pu imaginer et j’avais envie de marquer le coup pour nos retrouvailles.- Merci. Tu es adorable, c’est magnifique.Pour lui un whisky, pour moi un kir royal, et nous discutons de notre vie depuis notre rencontre, nos yeux ne se quittent pas et lorsque notre table est annoncée il me prend par la main pour nous y conduire. Repas merveilleux où nos yeux et nos doigts ont joués à se croiser et se perdre pour mieux se retrouver. Le repas passe trop vite et à la fin de notre café un silence gêné s’installe qu’il rompt en me prenant la main et en me disant :- J’ai réservé une chambre, tu voudrais venir avec moi ?- Oui, avec grand plaisir.Avec un grand sourire il m’entraine alors vers l’ascenseur et dès les portes fermées, nous nous enlaçons pour un baiser torride, attiser par le désir qui nous avait tenaillé toutes la soirée. Nous nous séparons à regret lorsque les portes s’ouvrent pour nous diriger vers sa chambre. A peine la porte fermée nous reprenons notre baiser. Mon dieu que ses lèvres sont douces, que sa langue est coquine, que ses mains sont chaudes. Je les sens me caresser le dos, descendre sur mes fesses. Sa veste tombe au sol rejoindre mon manteau tandis que défais un à un les boutons de sa chemise, lentement, avec délicatesse et précision. Comme si chacun d’eux était une minuscule pierre précieuse méritant toute mon attention. Sa respiration s’est accélérée, je sentais sa poitrine musclée se tendre, se contracter. J’arrive enfin au bout de mes peines. Je découvre du bout des doigts avcılar escort les vagues dessinées par ses abdominaux, en glissant délicatement de la taille à la toison noire et frisée qui sépare ses pectoraux. Je caresse la courbe de ses muscles, la pointe de ses seins. Les battements de son cœur sont perceptibles contre la paume de ma main. Il a écarté les bras, laissant sa chemise glisser à terre.Je prends mon temps avec sa ceinture. Je m’applique à passer l’extrémité du cuir épais à travers la boucle, j’ai tiré jusqu’à ce que la tige sorte de son trou. En deux petites secousses, la ceinture rejoint la chemise sur la moquette de la chambre.Sa respiration se fait de plus en plus haletante.Son excitation est visible au travers du pantalon. Mon regard croise brièvement le sien et je lui adresse un sourire coquin tandis que je défais le bouton de son pantalon puis abaisse à la fermeture éclair. Je relève la tête, nos yeux se trouvent. Sa respiration s’accélère encore tandis que j’abaisse son pantalon.— Elodie…— Chut ! Ne dit rien mon chéri.Ma main se glisse à l’intérieur de son caleçon découvrant son désir, le touchant du bout des doigts, le caressant et le pétrissant. Ni trop vite, ni trop lentement.— À ton tour, ai-je murmuré sentant son désir à son comble.Il se place alors derrière moi, défait les boutons de mon chemiser avec lenteur. Il glisse ses mains à l’intérieur en me caressant les côtes. Le chemiser rejoint sa chemise. Une de ses mains s’attarde sur mon cou, mes épaules, mes seins tandis que l’autre descend doucement la fermeture éclair de mon pantalon qui rejoint le chemisier. Il m’agrippe alors les cheveux brutalement, je laisse échapper un hoquet en sentant son audace, son envie de me posséder.Il tire ma tête en arrière, m’effleure la nuque avec la langue. Son haleine chaude me frôle l’oreille, sa main libre me caressent le ventre, s’enhardissent à l’intérieur de mon tanga. Toujours enfouie dans mon tanga sa main vient sur mes fesses, entre elles.Un son étrange et guttural monte de ma gorge tandis que ses doigts m’explorent, qu’ils glissent doucement, savamment, à l’intérieur de moi. Je suis en état d’apesanteur. Je lui appartiens.— Guide-moi, me supplie-t-il dans un chuchotement.Ma main se pose sur la sienne en lui ouvrant la voie. Je sens monter en moi une sensation inhabituelle, primitive, qu’il perçoit à la façon dont ma main se referme sur ses doigts, dont ma respiration s’accélère, dont tout mon corps se met à vibrer. Un sentiment d’exaltation me submerge, je pousse un cri d’une voix qui n’est pas la mienne alors que mon corps tout entier, traversé par un spasme, se liquéfie contre lui.Il me guide alors vers le lit, m’allonge sur le dos et grimpe sur moi, ses bras musclés tendus de chaque côté. şirinevler escort Il me pénètre sans difficulté et je crie « Prends-moi, je suis à toi ». Nous trouvons notre rythme que ponctuent des gémissements, je le prends par les cheveux, j’enroule mes jambes autour de lui, mes talons se s’enfoncent dans le creux de ses reins, je retrouve brusquement la même sensation qu’auparavant, quelques minutes plus tôt, je la reconnais, je la laisse me submerger, Je voudrais qu’il reste toujours en moi, je le veux, quel qu’en soit le prix, je n’ai jamais vécu ça, je ne pourrai jamais plus m’en passer. Ces va et viens m’irradient tout le corps. Nous ondulons en rythme, le souffle rauque, ses assauts se font plus violents.Je hurle tandis que son dos s’arc-boute et que je le sens jouir en moi, il se tend une dernière fois en s’enfonçant profondément et en poussant un râle, les paupières serrées, agité d’un long tremblement.Nous restons là un moment, haletants, immobiles. Finalement il se dégage et nous nous observons longuement, nous savons qu’il s’agit des premiers actes d’une pièce qui en compte de nombreux autres. Il a besoin de recharger ses batteries, mais vais pouvoir l’aider. Je m’y applique sans tarder en l’asseyant au bord du lit avant de m’agenouiller devant lui. Lentement tout d’abord, en jouant avec lui du bout des doigts, des lèvres et de la langue avant de m’appliquer en l’avalant et en entreprenant de lents va et viens. Il glisse ses doigts dans mes cheveux et je le sens se tendre. Encouragée, j’ai continué en alternant mes caresses buccales par des caresses manuelles, alternant les rythmes et la pressions de mes lèvres, de mes doigts de ma langue jusqu’à ce qu’il soit prêt, au garde-à-vousJe me rue alors sur lui en l’escaladant. Je l’embrasse fougueusement. Ses doigts se referment brutalement sur mes fesses, il me soulève et mes jambes se referment autour de lui tandis qu’il me descend que je m’empale sur lui. Nous restons ainsi un instant, la fougue de notre baiser toujours aussi vive. Je le sens vivre en moi et je commence à monter et descendre. Je gémis et il geint tandis qu’il fait aller son bassin au rythme de mes mouvements. Je le supplie d’aller plus vite. Nous changeons de position, je suis maintenant à genoux au bord du lit, submergée par une nouvelle sensation, celle d’être offerte.- Viens mon chéri, prends-moi !Mais il n’a pas besoin de se faire prier, il m’agrippe par les hanches et me pénètre d’une poussée vigoureuse. Je crie. Il joue avec mon corps, il le caresse, le pénètre en alternant les rythmes et les poussées. Je n’existe plus, je ne suis plus qu’une boule de sensations. Je jouis dans un cri mais il est infatigable. Tous mes nerfs sont à vif, tout mon corps est un point érogène, chacune de ses caresses m’électrisent, je meurs de volupté. Je trouve la force de hurler ma nouvelle jouissance lorsque je le sens se plaquer à moi, se tendre s’agripper à mes hanches et exploser dans un cri.Comment avais-je pu rester aussi longtemps dans l’ignorance de tout ça, sans même savoir que de telles sensations existaient et que je pouvais les vivre ?

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Essay Erotic 9: Valentine 5 – Erica 1

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Essay Erotic 9: Valentine 5 – Erica 1Erotic Essay 9 is Fifth in its Sub-series ‘Valentine’ – on occasion of recent V-Day 2020.Erotic Essay 9 is on Erica. My other Valentine ‘flame of fame’ from my real life in A’dam.Erotic Essay 9 tells I how meet her casually almost every Tuesday evening. A local bar.Erotic Essay 9 tells you her looks. Why I am attracted & fascinated by her inner beauties.Erotic Essay 9 relates our friendly social rituals so far. How I had missed her recently. Two weeks.Erotic Essay 9 relates how I use last Tuesday the occasion of recent Valentine to chat with her.Erotic Essay 9 relates how I use the Occasion to Finally Find out First name: Fresh Flower ERICA.Erotic Essay 9 relates how I use the Occasion To Touch Her politely — A gentleman’s hand-kiss! :*Eroticising Erica is like ‘love at first sight’ to my eyes taste: A slender sensual Smart Blonde beauty.Eroticising Erica isn’t any flirt or wearing make-up – ‘War-paint’ – According women who don’t like that.Eroticising Erica & I meet at an evening out as people with similar passions: Amateur mind sporters.Eroticising Erica plays Bridge – largest of four most popular ones – Whereas I am into Go – only fourth.Eroticising Erica has a br0ther by the name of Peter – I guess elder from her phrasing – I Quote.Eroticising Erica has her first private talk with me last night. With mutual friend Fons witness.Eroticising Erica & I kadıköy escort at a short conversation I start in order to finally find out first name. For fame.Eroticising Erica’s ears hear: “Welcome back, blonde beauty! Missed You last couple weeks here”.Eroticising Erica “Right – I couldn’t last two weeks” I to both “Yes. Thanks for it. Fons came back to Go”!Eroticising Erica Listens to my explanation: “He sometimes took a look at our games. After You Leave”Eroticising Erica smiles at “Fons used the opportunity of your absence as occasion to play Go games”! Eroticising Erica has my hand at introduction “I am Peter. Can I know Your name please Dear Lady”?Eroticising Erica “I am Erica. Nice. Peter is also name of my br0ther!” – I do spell strange. Censorship!Eroticising Erica doesn’t realise I hear something special in slight details of Enthousiastic Expression.Eroticising Erica doesn’t know about this site ‘Free sex-facebook’ – As I call it often. To explain newbees.Eroticising Erica doesn’t know about this sites taboos which includes ‘bro’ being ‘dirty word’ to censor.Eroticising Erica doesn’t know how I see something special in her eyes. As some extra light shines!Eroticising Erica doesn’t know how it sounds to my ear. And my sexy erotic experience:Young s!s.Eroticising Erica doesn’t know me yet at all. My youth üsküdar escort as teen. First eroticising experieces with Lena.Eroticising Erica doesn’t know what we experimented together as teens – She twelve. I sexy sexteen! Eroticising Erica’s partner in bridge is Fons. Funny – I know him from Go – At least 35 years ago.Eroticising Erica usually hangs on after their rounds finish for a chat at the bar over beer with Fons.Eroticising Erica & I exchange some glances & an a casual smile back – Rare chats at our leaving.Eroticising Erica is a beauty as great girl nextdoor. Like Indian Megwash & Iranian Shahaan to me. Eroticising Erica has one main advantage on those two ‘Southern Belles’ as she is the only blonde.Eroticising Erica has proverbial gentlemens preference. For me only if she is as smart as blonde. Eroticising Erica has as ‘war-paint’ only a little earring. Visible for proverbial ‘beholder eyes’ only.Eroticising Erica has nice style of moving & Talking – Just like ME! As a couple we could do hours!Erotic Essay 9 ends already. In my usual tease: by a cliff-hanger. Also ‘clit-hanger’. If all works well.Erotic Essay 9 ends in a state of being interested. A bit excited. At best turn-on for female readers!Erotic Essay 9 ends with my promise to continue to tell You all about Erica I know. My observations.Erotic Essay 9 ends because this one is already tuzla escort by far long enough for a fine first read. To my taste.Erotic Essay 10 will continue to tell You all about Erica I know from watching her and our first real talk.Erotic Essay 10 will be up only a few hours after this one. – Writing done. Ready for edit in an hour. Erotic Essay 10 will be read & Erotically Enjoyed by most of my many female dear readers – As #9.Erotic Essay 10 will be Read by Eroticising Erica as well. She is My Muse. She’ll be my Reader #1! ————————————————————————————————————————–EROTIC ESSAYS ARE ALL COPYRIGHT of Prof. Peter POET & Registered at his ‘EEII’.Erotics from Experiences ‘Experimental Erotics International Institute’ in Amsterdam.Erotic Experiments & Experience are source of sexy stories. By both hands of twins. Erotic Essay 9 COPYRIGHT by Prof. Poet-PETER @ ‘EEII’ Amsterdam d.d. 21/2/2020.Erotic Essays will continue as promised. Support by dear readers’ LIKES Helps a lot!Erotic Essays warmly welcomes any comment by You. As usual first few will be mine.Erotic Essays warmly welcomes dear readers to read them. Often they start next part.Erotic Essays warmly welcomes dear readers to read them. Often best parts are there! Erotic Essay – I detail to explain ‘names’ above to Readers & My mention of ‘elder twin’:Erotic Essay 4 – 1st in sub-series on occasion of Valentine Day – My Valentine ‘Megwash’.Erotic Essay 5 – On my nice neighbour ‘Shahaan’. She’s 5 doors down our housing block.Erotic Essay 5 Is as heavenly as hotly Commented by Twin – 1 up floor up. Megwash 2.Erotic Essay 5 Is as heavily as heavenly & hotly Commented 5 Times by Talented Twin.

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456 Going in Part 5456 Going in Part 5 It was next morning one day nearer to joining up, John lay listening to the street noises below the window, she lay naked her pretty blonde head on his left shoulder, lovely as a picture, sun streamed through the window, lighting her pretty face. In his heart he knew he was one day nearer saying goodbye, to this lovely lady, who had taught him so very much, he knew he would have to leave in just 12 days, and it was only 4 days since he lost his virginity, time was passing and off he would be going who knew where.He was infatuated with this wonderful woman, he knew training that first few weeks would keep him in camp, but he had arranged for her to go visit his people, so she would be away anyway, but he knew he would be back, every leave every opportunity in her arms. His hand strayed to her breast she stirred then rolled over and lay on her side, her back to him, an involuntary move but a significant pointer he wondered. His arm released he eased himself from her and quietly slipped into the bathroom, he needed to relive himselfFrom the toilet he could see the big triangular bath, the site of the last film, her stood facing the wall an image in his mind, that massive black lifting her, impaling her, filling her and her cries clearly in his mind echoing round the room vivid as the film still stuck in his in his imagination too. He thought of her husband, Tony, and his dislike of the man, using this lovely woman so badly, Bad enough to take advantage but to sell out a precious partner, and to use her in such a way…He finished and flushed opening a top window to clear the air, while he shaved, and then showered. The kettle soon on he found their cups, placing them on a tray on that big solid old table, another image popped into his brain, her secured while they used her yet again… quietly he returned to the bedroom and laced another film into the projector. He made and fetched the tea, then lay for a moment contemplating her lovely body.She still lay facing the window her breathing steady and regular a few small scars on her lower back and under her buttocks that he hadn’t noticed before but were more easily spotted as the light fell on her at this angle. He gently called her from her slumbers and they sat first kissing, then drinking the tea, he went to set the film rolling but she stopped him saying she needed to pee first, to her surprise he said could he come with her if she had no objections, she laughed, then rising, she opened the curtains, which being bare of breast surprised a couple of workmen and a vicar on the top deck of a no9 bus just pulling away from the stop outside! She smiled then swiftly turned and taking his hand, to the bathroom they wandered. She asked him “what had brought on the need to watch her pee?” he replied, “that film, I had not thought of urine as an aphrodisiac before and had not given much thought as to how women pee!” she grinned then without a word she had him lay in the big bathtub, before straddling him, bending to kiss him, kadıköy escort then letting her stream go, hitting him just below his chin. He watched for a second then sat up a little letting the stream hit his open mouth and savouring the taste before tentatively swallowing a taster. She sat on his very erect tool as she did, still managing to run the last little squirt or two onto his body, the fuck, as fuck it was, was no lovemaking gentle caring affair, but an urgent aggressive thrusting screw with her bouncing on his shaft like a body possessed, and him thrusting up into her from the cool porcelain with faint splashing noises from the drains of piss that was on the bath bottom. With a cry of joy, they managed to carry one another into an orgasm of sorts, before laying still for a few moments and then laughing and standing to shower away the residues. Fluffy towels dried each-other`s bodies and then together they cooked and ate breakfast, the film still temporarily forgotten.The food consumed and the plates washed they returned to the bedroom, soon the bed was tidy, and they lay on the gold bedspread, both naked the curtain still open as the film began. Luckily, they were below the window sill, and the screen as such was at such an angle it could not be seen from outside as the title in broad letters in black on a bright yellow background, would have made one or two take note! It said, first steps in bondage. The credits gave both Pat and Tim`s names as usual, but this time once again a fresh name, obviously false, Peter Piper.Anne said that he would feature a bit in the next couple of films, and back then she had seen him on his stall, but after the next two films and he had argued with Tony, he had never been seen again, either here nor at the market. Reported as missing by his wife, despite a police search, his loss remained a mystery, though she had some worries Tony knew more than he had ever said.The film was shorter than the previous one, Peter turned out to be a deft man with a rope, in this first film using cords of green hemp and binding her naked in a web of knots that left her incapable of movement her feet folded up behind her tied with a rope round her throat on the kitchen floor, a gag in place and according to the clock left in this excruciating position for almost an hour, the film faded then restarted in the bathroom this time showing ‘Pat’ on tiptoe, again in a fresh web of rope and knots suspended from a ceiling hook. Neither did a lot for John, hating ropes and knots since scouting as a boy.He said as much to Anne, she shrugged, then said, “I had muscle cramp for hours after this too, I don’t mind being bound, in fact I prefer it in some occasions but ropes, no, prickly dam things!”She smiled, “cuff`s or straps are quicker and less uncomfortable, and they take away my responsibilities and I feel …well, liberated.I suppose, unable to argue, especially with a gag, and then the Dom, üsküdar escort can do to me whatever he likes without my being able to object!”“you said he, have you ever been used by a woman?” he asked, she smiled, then said, “well ,at school, yes I had a very close friend… very close, “ she smiled a memory returning, “oh and once here he fetched in a woman, he wanted to watch, and have a threesome, that was before he took to Jake of course, and she was more interested in me than him so it never happened again!” she grinned, “ one of my student girls, hinted last term, but I have not taken her up on it… yet, though now you’ve awakened my interest, that may happen next term, !” then she laughed again, nodded at the screen and said, “he left me in bondage for an afternoon, at the end of this but if you are not keen lets have the next, I thought I would die in that and even Tony was worried that’s what caused the big argument!”He sent the film into reverse and it soon rewound, then he threaded the next, it was titled, ‘breath play’ the credits featured the same three names and it started in the kitchen, with ‘Pat’ secured to a chair, a carver, her arms strapped to its arms, naked as usual, a large vibrator embedded in place though not switched to vibrate, the camera on a tripod presumably and the two men sitting opposite her in shot and drinking tea. Casually Peter rose, walked round to her and slipping her ball gag into her open and ready mouth and strapping it in place, he then produced a large clear plastic bag and over her head, loosely placed it, for a moment or two she looked at him quizzically then he bent to switch on the vibrator, which she appreciated before he returned to his seat and began discussing death by asphyxiation as if it was an everyday game, explain to Tony that the senses are heightened and any erotic effects tripled just before u*********sness takes over!” A look of alarm registered on her face as he no doubt knew it would, so finishing his tea he arose, placed his mug on the drainer and producing a leather strap, then from behind her he wrapped it around her throat, slipping the end through the buckle and then slowly tightening it to seal the bag to her neck and to restrict her throat whispering, “if you don’t panic you will last a bit longer my pet” Her delightful husband, presumably to heighten the tension, then nodding at her said “it will be her last great orgasm then, if it ups the feelings it will be something special!” they then began talking about disposal of a body, and apparently ignoring her as the bag inflated and deflated with each breath, and it began misting up.It was all for effect on Tony`s part, to heighten the tension in the film, but in Pete`s case…well…Shear panic gripped her that was easy to see, the bag filling and flattening rapidly as both men sat apparently discussing her demise, and that blasted vibrator fetching her nearer and nearer to an orgasm with every buzz… like it or not and her eyes fixed tuzla escort on her husband in shear, terror. She knew she couldn`t last much longer, oxygen was in short supply now, the bag misting and the men becoming blurred.As she slipped from consciousness, Peter filled his trousers, obviously excited by her falling from the conscious world. Tony however leapt up and rushing round the table tore the bag open and began undoing the belt with some difficulty, to cries from Pete of “let the baggage go, she`s only a whore, we can soon lose her body and get a replacement” and stuff like that. She soon showed signs of returning to life, and in a show of temper Tony threw the smaller man down the stairwell shouting after him he was, “a weird prat, and that didn’t he realise she was his nest-egg!” which showed his true colours in saving her!The film abruptly stopped. They lay, him shocked, and her regarding him with a steady eye, before saying, “oh Tony made a couple of phone calls while I was still secure, and Pete was never seen again, they hadn’t switched of the vibe, so I was fairly busy and I didn’t hear what was said, but that climax just before I passed out was way bigger than I had ever had before, and we did the belt part again on occasions but with Tony and well, I knew he wouldn’t let me die, whatever his reason, so it wasn`t so frightening.” She smiled then with a straight face added, “Would you like to try the belt sometime John, could we trust one another enough?” It was a challenge, here was she asking basically if he trusted her, or was this just a one way street, like Tony`s reign, “if you want me that way missy, then I trust you and yes you can do that if you say it`s good then I am willing!” tears formed and she kissed him, whispered, “you’re a star, John, a star.” And with that took him into her mouth and spent some minutes sucking on his rod with the fervour of a woman in love. After they dressed, it was decided to go to a picture house. An hour or two watching a western, was what was needed, John Wayne soon had them in a backrow, ices in hand, pretending they were both teenagers, which of course John still in reality was.The next few days were frustrating for John, Anne had caught flu, and took to her bed, she insisted he slept in his own room so, as not to catch it so near joining up but it was he that fed them, and supplied the medications. Time was ticking away they both knew that. The five remaining films sat in the locker beside the bed, just 10 days now. She began to repair; however, she was tired, and he knew it would take a couple more days till she was fit enough for any real action!Mother phoned, and they chatted for some time, he told her of this wonderful landlady, how she was with the flue, then checked that the holiday would be ok as arranged. It left mother puzzled but proud of her son for helping the lady in her time of need. I suspect she expected Anne to be a big elderly matron who her son felt sorry for…! With just 8 days left, he awoke with a stiff neck. For some reason he had not slept comfortably. He crawled out of the blankets, his need priority one, was for a pee, he stood at the bowl dozy and yawning leaning on the dividing wall when a hand sneaked quietly around his waist, knocking his own hand away and taking a hold, as his heart leapt, she was back, his stream dried, he turned and their lips met, it was like a homecoming.

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