Argent et famille (4)

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Argent et famille (4)Sandrine se présenta à 8h45 le lendemain matin. Elle fut accueillie par l’entrée de service, derrière les cuisines, par l’une de mes domestiques, qui lui indiqua l’escalier qui l’aménerait à mon étage. Elle se retrouva dans une pièce que je n’utilisais presque jamais, avec un coin cuisine, une zone de rangement pour le materiel de nettoyage, et une penderie. Il y avait également une table au centre de la table, avec quelques chaises. Sur cette dernière, j’avais posé une enveloppe avec son nom, “Sandrine”, écrit au centre. Elle l’ouvrit, et y trouva son contrat, stipulant son salaire et ses horaires, ainsi qu’un premier chèque. J’avais également préparé un planning, indiquant :9h – 9h10 – Préparation du petit dejeuner. Café, jus d’orange, un fruit, une tartine.9h15 – Apporter le plateau du petit déjeuner dans ma chambre. Ouvrir les volets.Assister au petit dejeuner.9h45 – Nettoyage des toilettes10h00 – Me prévenir quand le nettoyage est terminé pour verification.Repassage et entretien des surfaces jusqu’à midi.Sur la porte de la penderie, j’avais collé un papier sur lequel j’avais noté “Laissez vos affaires personnelles ici”.Sandrine prit doucement ses marques, relut une fois le contrat, et parut satisfaite du chèque que je lui avais laissé. C’était plus qu’inespéré, surtout pour trois heures de travail par jour. Evidemment, il y avait une contrepartie. Forcemment, elle était critique par rapport à ce que je lui imposais. Mais qu’est ce qui était préférable ? Faire face à la colère des huissiers, ou solutionner une fois pour toute ce problème. Elle se deshabilla, et rangea ses affaires dans la penderie. Il y avait un cintre pour son pantalon et son chemisier, ainsi que des tiroirs pour le reste de ses affaires. Elle se retrouva un peu mal à l’aise après avoir retiré sa culotte. Elle s’approcha du canlı bahis coin cuisine, et commença à préparer ce qui lui était demandé. Elle trouva facilement le plateau, prit une pomme dans la corbeille à fruits, fit couler un café, et servit un jus d’orange. Elle prépara une tartine de confiture, et posa également une serviette en papier. Elle prit le plateau, et alla ouvrir la porte se trouvant de l’autre coté de la pièce. Elle se retrouva dans un couloir, qu’elle reconnut pour l’avoir emprunté la veille. Elle sut que la première porte correspondait à mon bureau, elle se dirigea donc vers la seconde. Elle entra dans ma chambre. Je l’attendais, j’étais eveillé, bien entendu, et l’avais surveillé par le biais de mon smartphone relié à mes différentes cameras. J’étais toujours dans mon lit, et je la regardais avancer dans le noir. Elle me fit un sourire, posa le plateau sur une table basse, et alla ouvrir les volets roulants en appuyant sur les boutons à coté des baies vitrées. La lumière du jour me permit de découvrir le corps de Sandrine, ses deux seins genereux ne tombaient pas, ils étaient fermes, son ventre était assez plat, et son pubis brun était bien entretenu. Elle prit le plateau repas, et le posa sur mon lit, juste devant moi.- Merci.- De rien, répondit-elle.Je la regardais avec amusement.- Ne dis pas “de rien”. Réponds dans ces cas là “je vous en prie”.Sandrine fit un signe de la tête, et répéta à voix basse “je vous en prie”.- Très bien ! Comment va papa ?- Il va bien, merci.- Il est content que tu travailles pour moi ?Sandrine ne répondit pas.- Tu ne lui as pas dit ?- Non… surtout dans ces circonstances…- Quelles circonstances ?- Ces caprices… ces exigences… vraiment c’est humiliant pour moi. – Tu trouves que c’est humiliant d’etre nue devant moi ?- Evidemment. Et je ne le ferai que le temps bahis siteleri de rembourser ce que ton père doit. Par ailleurs, je te remercie d’avoir placé une notion de confidentialité dans le contrat. – Ca parait normal que personne ne sache que tu sois là.- Cette nuit j’ai mal dormi en pensant à cette matinée. – Intimidée ?- Il y a de quoi. C’est degradant.- Pousse un peu ta main, que je vois bien ta chatte.En effet en parlant, Sandrine avait machinalement masqué sa chatte avec sa main. Elle la retira sur le coté, et je fixais son sexe.- Par contre, je peux poser une question… Par rapport au travail…- Oui ?- Va t-il y avoir des exigences de nature… sexuelle… à remplir ?- A ton avis ?- Je suppose que oui…- Tu as lu ton planning ? Tu es là pour le petit déjeuner, le ménage, et un peu de repassage. Tu pensais devenir mon objet sexuel ?- Je ne sais pas.- Tu as de l’aplomb d’être là alors. Tu étais prete à un vrai sacrifice pour mon père.Je m’asseyais sur le bord du lit, et me levais. Je m’approchais de Sandrine.- Prête à offrir ta chatte pour lui.Sandrine ne répondit pas. J’approchais ma bouche de son oreille.- Je vais juste te regarder. Va nettoyer mes chiottes.Sandrine débarrassa le plateau et retourna lentement vers le coin cuisine. Elle nettoya et rangea ce qui devait l’être, et alla prendre quelques produits d’entretien pour la suite de son travail. Elle retourna dans ma chambre, pour accéder à la salle de bain. Elle posa ses affaires à coté des toilettes, ouvrit le battant, mit des gants en plastique, et prit la brosse.Je la regardais faire sans rien dire jusqu’à présent. Maintenant qu’elle commençait son travail, je lui apportais quelques consignes.- Pas de gant s’il te plait, et nettoie à l’éponge. Je laissais Sandrine s’adapter et s’executer à ces consignes.- La position aussi est importante. Ne bahis şirketleri reste pas debout pliée en deux. Mets toi à quatre pattes devant les toilettes. Sandrine s’agenouilla doucement.- Pas à genoux, vraiment à quatre pattes.Sandrine s’installa. Avec le pied, je lui fis écarter les jambes l’une de l’autre. Dans cette position, ses fesses, légèrement entrouvertes, laissaient voir son anus, et sa fente était parfaitement offerte à ma vue, légèrement béante.Elle prit une éponge à la main, et commença à frotter à l’interieur du cabinet. J’allais chercher une tablette et afficha la photo d’une jeune femme en maillot de bain.- C’est ta fille ?Sandrine me jeta un regard étonné, regarda la photo sur l’écran que je lui montrais, et hocha simplement de la tête.- Emilie c’est ça ? Elle a 19 ans ?Sandrine hocha simplement la tête.- J’ai trouvé ses photos sur facebook. J’aime bien cette photo en maillot de bain. Elle doit affoler les mecs… Jolie blonde… Beaux seins visiblement.Je sortais ma queue, en erection, et commençais à me masturber devant la photo.- Elle m’excite ta fille…Sandrine me jeta un coup d’oeil.- Tu fais quoi ? Tu as du travail… Frotte…Je me branlais de plus belle. Emilie était souriante. J’imagine que la photo avait été prise par sa mère. Je regardais son visage, et son maillot au niveau de ses seins. Je sentis mon sperme arriver, je me tournais vers Sandrine, et lui ejaculais sur le dos, à trois reprises, et par terre.Mal à l’aise, elle ne réagit pas, attendait que ça se passe, se focalisant sur son travail.- Je te laisse continuer. Viens me chercher quand tu auras fini. Je vais te préparer du linge à repasser en attendant.Je fis demi tour, et me rendis dans mon bureau. Je m’installais dans mon fauteuil, et allumait mes différents écrans. J’allumais la camera de ma salle de bain. Je pus voir Sandrine, toujours dans la même position, en train de frotter l’interieur des toilettes. Au niveau audio, je l’entendis sangloter.A SUIVREMERCI DE LAISSER UN POUCE EN L’AIR SI VOUS SOUHAITEZ CONNAITRE LA SUITE DE L’HISTOIRE RAPIDEMENT

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My First Year Teaching

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My First Year TeachingIt was her first year teaching in one of Houston’s inner city high schools. Miss Brandis had expected a lot of challenges in her first year, but quickly found herself dealing with one she hadn’t expected or prepared for. At 5 feet tall and 125 pounds, she had always been considered a little “too curvy” for men of her own race. Worst of all, most of that weight was in her round, tight ass, and she’d always felt that it was too big. At least I have tits to spare, she thought. 34 Ds, big, but still nice and perky. She had always felt they were her best feature. That, and her tiny waist.So Miss Brandis was caught by surprise on her first day of school when she was met by leering faces at every turn. Looks like what was ‘too curvy’ where she came from was just right here. As she walked down the hallway, the boys stepped aside, eyeing her all over. She heard someone behind her say ‘damn, look at that ass,’ and ‘I’d bend her over in a hot second,’ but couldn’t identify who’d said it. When she finally got to her classroom she was flushed and felt a little telltale warmth and wetness between her legs. She’d never had so much attention before! But they are so young, she reminded herself.Over the next few months, the students in her classroom learned to ‘behave appropriately and respectfully’ around Miss Brandis. Most of the boys in the class had stopped ogling her openly, although they never stopped stealing glances at her tits and ass, and she still heard whispers of ‘damn, Miss Brandis,’ when she bent down to help a student. Her ample ass just happened to come right at desk height, so it was always in someone’s face.Javier though, never mastered “appropriate and respectful.” He wasn’t in school much and was rowdy; always getting in trouble or suspended for this and that. He had been held back at least once or twice, so was older than the average Freshman; at least 16.When he was in her class, he stared at her wolfishly, and always had some excuse to show off his lanky muscular body. He would yawn and stretch pulling his shirt up at the same time, and of course his pants sagged halfway down to his knees, so much so that she could see his boxer briefs and tight latino ass. More than once she saw the tantalizing outline of his cock out of the corner of her eye. He was a typical immodest teen boy. He was showing off his early development compared to his classmates.Furthermore, his hands were always down his pants, ‘readjusting.’ She would feel the warmth between her legs coming on then. ‘That cock is way to big on a boy that young’ she would think to herself. She was still adjusting to a public school filled with Latino students. She had tried to correct the behavior once or twice, telling him that ‘nobody wants to see that,’ but he knew better, ‘you know they do, Miss Brandis.’ And the boys in the class would erupt with laughter. He was right, he probably had a different girl on that brown cock every night, and her attempts to control his behavior were as much an attempt to master her own desires.Javier’s biggest problem was that he played too rough, with both boys and girls. He was always grabbing someone or another, and this often led to fights. All the k**s at this school ‘played too much,’ and short, but often vicious fights broke out frequently. güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri The fights were often between the sexes; a result of an inappropriate grab here or there. Javier was a major offender.One day when Miss Brandis was walking her students down to the lab, a fight got too rough between Javier and a cute girl named Raven. Raven was shrieking and scratching at him, and he had picked her up and was trying to get her off him. I tried to step in between, but only got a long scratch down my forearm. It was Security who eventually pulled them apart. I was furious! “Look at what you did!” I told them, showing them my scratch. “I do not get paid enough to be scratched by you!””I didn’t scratch you Miss Brandis!” Javier insisted. I could see by the look in his eyes that he felt badly and wanted me to know that he hadn’t hurt me. He has such a soft side behind everything, I thought to myself.”I know you didn’t, Raven is the one with the nails.” I snapped, “But you’ll still come see me after school! A man doesn’t act that way.””I’m not doing no teacher-time.” He grumbled.”You’ll do it or I’ll take this incident all the way up the line.” I said. I was determined to get his behavior under control, before he got expelled for what he did.Three o’clock came around and I honestly didn’t think he would come. He’d never attended any other teacher-times I had assigned. But soon he came wandering in, head down.”Hey Miss Brandis,” he said quietly, not making eye contact.”Hey, Javier, have a seat.”He came over and sat down across from me. His legs were too long for the desks we had for the students, so he sat askew with his legs spread wide. Of course, his pants were halfway down to his knees. I noticed the outline of his cock again through his boxer briefs, and quickly looked away. That’s not why he’s here, I reminded myself. This is serious.I reached my arm over to him and set it gently on his knee, palm up, revealing the long scratch, I had gotten earlier in the day. “Look at what you did.” I said softly.He drew his finger lightly across the scratch on my arm. I shivered, my nipples getting hard instantly. I took a deep and shaky breath. I never should have told him to come here, I thought.”But I didn’t do that,” he said. “Raven did it. Look, she scratched me too.” He lifted his chin up and pulled his shirt down, revealing his muscular chest and a long scratch from neck to nipple.”Ah,” I said, tracing the scratch with my finger, just as he had with mine. “But that doesn’t matter. Men need to learn when to de-escalate, she might have gone at you, but you can’t go at her back. That’s how people get hurt.”At this point my hand had traced down to the bottom of the scratch on his chest, near the nipple. He grabbed my wrist suddenly. “Miss Brandis, you’re always talking about being appropriate.””Yes.” I said a little breathlessly. I knew he could see my nipples straining against my shirt, how my face was flushed, and how my breathing came in short little gasps. I was glad I was wearing a skirt today; at least he couldn’t see how wet I was.”Well, I’m not appropriate, I don’t want to be appropriate.” He still had a tight grip on my wrist and was giving me that hungry look again.This had gone too far. I stood up abruptly. “Please let go.” I said. güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri I pulled my arm away, but he held fast. “Let go, please.” I said in the firmest voice I had, staring back at him, trying to exude coldness.He gave me one last searching look, and released my arm. I noticed that his other hand was down his pants, ‘adjusting.'”And you shouldn’t do that either,” I said, feeling myself blush. My pussy was so wet by then that I was afraid my juices would start running down my leg. What I wanted to do was straddle him and take his cock into me, now. But I couldn’t, I knew I couldn’t.”But Miss Brandis, it’s uncomfortable,” he said, hand still on his cock.I sighed, “I know, but… look, you have ten minutes left of your teacher time to serve, let me get some work done, and then I’ll take you home. Just take your hands out of your pants.”Javier shrugged, giving me a wolfish grin. “Aight,” he said, and leaned back. I could see the full length of his hard cock through his boxers, and he knew it. It was so big the head looked like it was about to poke out the top at any moment. I looked away and tried to get some work done, knowing that I had closed one door, but opened another.When it finally came time to leave, I was relieved that it was over, but excited, nervous, tense and apprehensive all at the same time. It had been so hard to sit there pretending to work with him staring at me like that the entire time. I knew he was playing over the 20 different ways he was going to fuck me. “Let’s go, I said briskly.” He stood up and I saw his huge boner tenting up his pants. “You’re going to want to do something about that, we can’t walk out of here together with you looking like that.” Javier reached down, to tuck his huge cock down the side of his boxer briefs. You could still see it, but it wasn’t nearly so bad. “That’ll do, let’s go.”On our way to the car, Javier was boisterous and playful; he knew he’d be getting what he wanted. Once in the car, his hands were on me, one d****d around my shoulder, big hands lightly gripping the back of my neck; fingers straying down to the top of my breasts. His other hand went quickly under my skirt to the inside of my thigh. I felt too hot, my pussy and my nipples were throbbing to the same beat. “Not where people can see,” I whispered hoarsely.He laughed, loud and beautiful, and leaned over so his mouth was on close to my neck. I could feel his warm breath. “Don’t worry, I gotchu.” He moved his hands away. I felt a tingling where they had been.Javier indicated that I should pull over to a broken down looking 3 flat apartments. Some of the windows were boarded up, but that was the norm here on the west side. “Come on in,” he said.The inside of the house was dark and musty smelling. The only furnishings in the room were a big mattress with no sheet, lying askew in the front room. “This is where you stay at?” I asked incredulously.”Naw,” he said, “this is where I hang.” Ah, I thought, a personal fuck pad for you and your friends. The shadiness of the place only heightened my excitementHe walked over to the mattress and sat down on the edge, legs splayed, grinning. I knew what to do. I came over and stood over him, the top of my skirt brushing against his face. He grabbed my ass and put his face güvenilir bahis şirketleri in my crotch, breathing deep. “You smell like pussy Miss Brandis,” he said, laughing, grabbing my ass tighter. “Come down here.” I wanted to just grab him and plunge his cock into me there and then, riding him, bucking and moaning. But I knew it would be better to draw it out, so I slowly lowered myself down to his lap, resting my dripping pussy onto the top of his cock head. Two pieces of fabric were between us, but they were soaked through almost instantly. My tits were in his face, and he moved his hands around to get to them, grabbing, tearing the fabric to get to my nipples, pulling my shirt and bra down; kissing, sucking, pinching and twisting my other nipple roughly. That little bit of pain paired with pleasure felt so good. I arched my back and threw my head back, moaning and rocking back and forth on his cock. Still sucking hard on one nipple, flicking his tongue against the tip, he moved his other hand down to my ass, pushing me down while grinding his cock on my clit. I hardly knew where I was; his boxers were soaked through with my pussy juice, I was moaning, dizzy. He looked up, releasing my nipple from his mouth with a pop. “Enough.” He said, and flipping me over in one motion, my back slamming against the mattress. I hadn’t been tossed around like that in some time. It was amazing. He looked into my eyes; his hunger intense. “I’m going to fuck you now, Miss Brandis,” he said softly, and leaned down to bite my lip, darting his tongue into my mouth. Not quite a kiss.Rearing up over me, he reached under my skirt and pulled my panties down. I knew I wouldn’t be putting them back on, ripped and soaked as they were. I lay back, legs spread wide, watching. In one motion he pulled his boxers down. His cock jumped out, thick and hard, throbbing and dripping with pre-cum. In another motion, his shirt was off. Then he pounced.His hands and mouth were everywhere all at once. I felt his cock shoving roughly inside me, I moaned as my pussy was forced to accommodate one of the biggest cocks I had ever taken. He thrust again, harder, I could feel his cock deep inside me, then back, then deeper still. He was bent over me, sweating and grunting, fully concentrated on his own pleasure, just like the teenage boy he was. The wrongness of what I was doing washed over me again, turning me on more. I started meeting his thrusts with my own, bucking onto his cock, cumming. “Ahhh, fuck, fuck” I screamed, my pussy contracting onto his throbbing member, drawing him even deeper into my cunt. He glanced up at me, making eye contact. “Whaa… Oh I’m gonna nut!” Then he arched back, eyes rolling back into his head, my pulsating cunt finally taking him over the edge. He came in a great shuddering wave, his cum bursting out of him, my pussy drinking it all up. He collapsed onto me, then moaned and rolled off, his dick sliding out of me, his cum rushing out after it. I noticed he stayed hard, his dick bobbing up and down a little, unlike men my own age, who got soft right away.We both laid back on the bed, breathing hard. He turned his face to me. “What was that, Miss Brandis?” he asked with awe, genuinely curious. I laughed a full laugh, the movement drying the sweat on my breasts, cooling them. “You’ve never made a girl cum before, Javier?” “I guess, not.” He said with a shrug. “You’ll get even more pussy than your getting now if you know how to please a woman,” I said. I looked down at his cock, still hard, glistening with my cum and his. “Here, get the rest of those clothes off, I’ll show you.”

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RFW Back for more – Chapter 3 of 4

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RFW Back for more – Chapter 3 of 4The following evening a car came up the estate track. Since normally the only sounds were those of nature the vehicle was audible a distance off. Sofia left the kitchen at a run and no sooner had the car stopped then the passenger door opened and this tiny girl flew out to be enveloped in Sofia’s arms. There was laughing, crying and a great deal of hugging. Clearly they had got the correct Gabriela. Simon was rather pleased with himself; it had been costly but the reaction of Sofia and the knowledge that he had saved another girl from a grim life made it well worth it. Alan got out the car as whilst dressed in jeans and tee-shirt carried himself in a smart military gate. Alan strode over to his former officer.“Mission accomplished, sir.” this uttered at a stentorian sergeant’s shout and accompanied by a formal salute.Simon returned the salute although neither was in the army anymore.“Good work serjeant, carry on. I believe that when we can separate those two that Sofia has prepared a suitable culinary reward.“ That comment reminded Sofia that dinner needed attention and she shot back into the kitchen to ensure all was well. The diminutive Gabriela looked at Simon from under ridiculously long eye lashes, smiled and came over and hugged him.“Thank you for sending Alan to help me. “ she then kissed him on the cheek and went back to Alan where she slipped herself under his arm. At around five-foot-tall she was dwarfed by the six-foot one ex-sergeant. It was clear that Gabriella had reacted the same way as the other two girls to their rescuer. For despite his best intentions Simon had ended up with the two girls he had rescued from prostitution as his lovers and partners.That night Sofia seemed determined to reward him for the rescue of her friend. This was tiring because she was a competent gymnast who brought those skills into the bedroom. Add to this Alexa who loved sex and Simon in equal proportions and it got rowdy. Simon was leaning back on his haunches whilst Sofia sat on him and was bouncing up and down. Alexa in the meantime was behind him massaging his back with her boobs whilst at the same time playing with Sofia’s. From the bedroom next door could be heard the unmistakable sounds of Gabriela having a very noisy orgasm. This put Sofia over the edge and she sounded like she was trying to compete. Now that this meant that Simon’s cock was free and still erect so Alexa took advantage to their mutual pleasure.The next day they made some decisions. For a start Alan would stay in Simon’s employ doing various tasks that his skill set made him ideal for. It was reasonably predictable that by now he they had pissed off the Budapest mob. Whilst it was unlikely, they could be traced, their military experience had taught them the risks of being complacent. The entrance to the track up to the farm would acquire an electronic gate and CCTV just so that nobody could surprise them. Also some of the ruined buildings around the farm would be restored so that Alan and Gabriela would be close by. That week the dig started in earnest one of the barns acting as headquarters. An early discovery was that the foundations of a curtain wall existed. The building being restored for Alan had been part of the gatehouse to a more extensive defensive feature.The archaeological crew and the inhabitants were sitting down for lunch. Indeed the inhabitants formed a subset of the digging crew.“As a preliminary hypothesis from all the outlines of the structures and walls I am beginning to suspect that at some stage a long time ago this was a fortified inn serving travellers using this pass rather than the coastal route. It could be that it started as a hill farm but providing safe lodgings and food to travellers was too attractive a proposition to miss. Later on, it reverted to a farm and as things became more settled the defences were let go, leaving just the gate and gate house building.”“I would güvenilir bahis love to have seen the place at its peak.” Said Paul.“Yes, there is nothing extant like that, plenty of castles but not a defensible inn. This place is very ancient my research so far has pushed it back at least a thousand years.”“Look how about we concentrate some of our resources on excavating along the curtain wall and once we have all the archaeology start to restore the wall. I have more money that I really need and rebuilding this place as it once was seems a worthy goal.” Paul owned and ran a small engineering firm staffed by ex-military engineers. Jobs were hard to come by in the depressed economic climate so rebuilding a defensive position provided a more agreeable employment for them. The dig unusually well-funded went on at a pace and behind them the curtain wall was restored as was the gatehouse on a larger scale than one small cottage. The main building of the mas was on one side three stories of monumental wall. The top story led out onto a small promontory where there was the infinity pool and the summer kitchen. This area was inaccessible except from the mas and was surrounded by a steep drop other than the front which is where the other two stories of the building were. The bottom floor was storage and the second a living area with both internal and external staircases.The dig was complete by mid-August though the building work to rebuild the curtain wall was ongoing. A large crane had been hired to extract the surviving stone blocks are place them back in their original position. The academics were ecstatic at the amount that was being learnt the theories proved or disproved. Ok some weren’t happy about the disproving of some idea.Over time Fleur, the woman who did the cleaning and who gossiped with the girls had become a friend to them. Simon actively encourage them to invite her to meals as he knew she had very little money and often skimped on food. She was pretty thin not like Sofia and Gabriela who were slim but healthy, but too thin. One Saturday afternoon Simon returned home and spotted four female figures lying beside the swimming pool. The fourth girl turned out to be Fleur. Whilst he had gone out of my way to be a kind and generous employer, he had never paid much attention to her. Thin, mousy haired and unremarkable she wasn’t the kind of women to attract much attention. Now here she was lying by bedside our girls in a thong bikini bottom I recognised as Sophia’s.“Hello girls enjoying yourself?” The safest course was not to show any surprise. After all, why shouldn’t they have a friend around to sunbathe. It showed that Simon had pre-conceptions that he was surprised that his unremarkable cleaner would be topless. Simon went down to the kitchen and got a large jug of lemonade and five glasses. When he returned, he noticed that Fleur was sucking Gabriela’s breast. His return didn’t disturb her though the thought of home-made lemonade did distract her. Simon knew damn well that the four of them were conspiring against him for a reaction.Actually, he was more concerned that now he could see how thin Fleur was. Perhaps she was anorexic so he had to be careful but he wasn’t prepared to ignore it.“Fleur, I cannot help be a little worried you are not getting enough to eat.”“I just about get what I need thanks to you Simon. I have recently lost all the other jobs so have to live on what you pay me and any benefits. I try not to get behind with the bills but I don’t always eat much except here.“ Simon was horrified he was a billionaire yet here was somebody he knew, close to starving. From their reaction the girls knew it was bad for her but not quite how bad.“Look Fleur, I don’t care what you should be paid, I won’t have you starve. For a start do you want to have dinner with us. We have enough don’t we Sofia.”“Of course, we do, I was planning to get Fleur to join is somehow anyway.”“Good, Fleur I will türkçe bahis give you enough hours that you can manage and your to eat with us whenever you want whether your working or not.” Now was his opportunity for revenge for the girls teasing. “There is no point in eating Gabriela she hardly has enough meat to be worth the bother.”Gabriela threw her towel at him for that. It did however break the tension. Simon got his swimming trunks and soon had Alexa covering him with sun tan lotion. The other three decided to have a snog and Sofia’s thong came undone, then Gabriela’s and lastly Fleur. Fleur did not seem concerned about what he might think. Simon decided that Alexa was overdressed so removed her bikini bottom as well and they got each other nicely lubricated whilst the other three had formed a pussy eating triangle.Simon had moved to fucking Alexa and the other girls were really absorbed int heir carpet munching when Alan returned. Not batting an eyelid, he got out of his clothes and went up behind Gabriela lay down and fondled her breast before entering her form behind Fleur kept on playing with Gabi’s fanny. Alexa whispered in Simon’s ear and they moved over to the others the girls re-arranged themselves so the triangle became a square. Simon mirrored Alan and so Sofia was licking both Alexa’s fanny and Simon’s cock indiscriminately.That evening over a relaxed dinner outside on the upper terrace watching the sun go down behind the mountains they chatted. Lead by Simon they made it very clear that Fleur would be treated as part of the family.“Thank you since I left home, I have lost touch with my parents and I have been lonely. I know that I am not a beauty like you three girls but this afternoon I felt sexy and desirable.”“You are sexy and desirable that isn’t about physical appearance. I think that if you stop looking half starved and you will stop looking half starved, Gabi will see to that. You will look better but I know some men find slim girls beautiful.”“I don’t like them though they are weird they like me because I look to young. On the whole prefer girls anyway but I think that I am discovering that men as part of a group like today are nice too.” That night Fleur stayed with Alan and Gabriela. A lot more of her time she spent at the mas. Simon found things she could reasonably do. One was to get their shopping as the nearest hypermarket was between her home and the mas. Simon insisted that she be paid from the moment she left home and that her fuel was paid for. The curtain wall was restored and fully defensible making for a defended courtyard. The upper terrace with the swimming pool gave them a clear view over the fortifications. They were sitting up there having dinner with Anne and Paul. “Now you can see it as it once was a fortified building seated on a rock with a defended courtyard in front. All we need now is a trebuchet to hurl ordinance to any approaching invaders.”The men looked at each other with impish grins. “It would be an interesting experiment to build a trebuchet with exact measurements and then calibrate it scientifically.”“It would be fascinating and quite useful but don’t try and pretend you three aren’t playing with very big toys.” Said Anne who in reality was equally enthusiastic. The conversation moved on to the prospect of rescuing some more girls from Budapest. Anne and Paul by now knew all about the circumstances that had led to the girls being in France and were very supportive. After dinner it they were sitting around at Anne was looking longingly at the swimming pool.“We could find you a bikini if you want though it might be a bit on the brief side.”“I am sure my hubby would like me in a tiny scrap of fabric. I always imagined that you skinny dipped.”“We do, including Fleur but are civilised enough to wear clothes when we have visitors.”“Shame.” Paul could be just heard saying.“Well I’m game if Paul doesn’t get jealous.” Anne clearly like the idea and güvenilir bahis siteleri in her late thirties still very much had the figure for it. The women had their clothes off and were in the pool splashing and giggling. The men inevitably joined them though Paul was more cautious about nudity than his wife up to the point when she made comments about prudish froggies. The honour of La France demanded that he disrobe.It didn’t exactly descend into an orgy but after the swim nobody wore any clothes and the men played with the girls breasts including Paul with his wife’s. Simon suspected that Anne was quite willing to go further but did not push. Also, he noticed that Fleur now looked far healthier, still thin but not excessively so.Simon had recruited an agent in Budapest an androgynous private investigator called Sacha who would comfortably disguise herself as either sex. Dressing as a male she had got to know some of the girls and found out that now papers were strictly controlled. Apparently, their efforts at rescue were deeply unappreciated. They could manage without the papers being within the EU but getting replacements would raise their profile. Simon left Sacha to see what she could do but urged her to be careful.The dig and the restoration works were finished the Mas had been returned to its previous condition as a fully fortified dwelling not far short of a castle. In addition, a trebuchet had been researched and built. Whilst small for its breed it was a formidable b**st and the three men went about using modern scientific measuring techniques to calibrate it. They prepared rocks of precise weight and uniform size to provide a very accurate weapon that they could direct at the patch of land just where the track came out the wood. Five kilo lumps of rock made small craters in the dry ground.Anne and Paul became frequent visitors and became nearly as casual as the residents about clothing. Also, Anne made it clear that she was attracted to Simon. Not that she would cheat on Paul but since he clearly like Sofia after a while an accommodation was reached. One evening after a bit of twilight skinny dipping by unspoken agreement their friends would stay the night. Sofia started kissing Paul and Simon kissed Anne. Alexa whilst quite relaxed about it was left alone. Now she could go off with Alan, Fleur and Gabriella who were now near enough an item however she decided to see how the archaeologist reacted to other women. Up she went to the kissing couple and smiled.“Simon tastes nice, doesn’t he? Have you ever tried girls?”“No and I admit that whilst I had considered this possibility, I am slightly nervous. I am being very daring as it is though Paul seems happy enough.” Paul by this stage was having a very professional blow job.“Well we don’t want to push you beyond your comfort zone but I encourage you to at least try a kiss. The other girls most definitely enjoy each other’s bodies.” put in Simon,Anne very shyly puckered her lips and Alexa gently kissed them. Anne giggled and then went for another kiss more confident this time, then another pulling Alexa close and becoming passionate. Simon caressed the two women as they embraced. Paul was watching avidly and persuaded Sofi onto all fours to enter her doggy style without disturbing his view. Anne was aware this was turning her husband on a lot and decided that since she liked what she was doing to give him a show.Kissing Alexa uninhibitedly she got turned on and then even more so when Simon took her standing up. The consequences were ecstatic for all involved.The next morning Simon woke up with Anne as well as Alexa. Sofia habitually got up early to start bread making, so to awake to two women was unusual. Simon smiled and looked at the two women to some degree entwined beside him. Anne had definitely been converted to the idea of sleeping with another women. Even asleep she had a little smile on her face.Then the phone rang showing Sasha’s number. Answering it immediately he hardly answered when she said. “We have been caught. I am heading for the train station with two of the girls but some thugs are after us and they look very serious. Please do something this feels very bad”

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My Model MomIt was difficult for me to watch her stretch and exercise at home every morning. She did that in addition to her workout at the spa. She wore black shorts and a black tee shirt; neither covered much. She always wore a bra when exercising but her nipples were evident anyway. It’s difficult to watch a beautiful woman bending and spreading even if she is your mother. At least it was for me. She usually was up before me and when I came to greet her she always had a smile and a sing-song “Good morning Christopher, how are you?” She would stop to do her ritual with me. She would kiss my eyes and then point to two spots where she wanted me to kiss her. It could be her cheek, her neck or the corner of her mouth: each morning, different places. She didn’t know what she did to me.I’ve seen my mother in her bra and panties many times. It’s possible you’ve seen her too. She was a model and she’s been in lots of catalogs and some ads in magazines. She was in “New Woman” for skin cream. The ad said, “Now 53 can look like 35 again”. Mom is seated with her back to you. You can see her smiling face in profile and a hint of the curve of the full breast under her arm. The way she’s lit makes her look like unending smooth skin from head to toe. It’s another picture for my scrapbook.I had always found my mother attractive. When I was very young I thought she was pretty; when I got older I knew she was sexy. As a teenager I started masturbating with her in mind, almost always her. She has lovely breasts and I took every opportunity to look. The soft mounds in her bra always intrigued me and when she went without her bra, I was hard all day. On rare occasions she would have a friend stay over and mom and I slept in the same room because the guest used my bedroom. I remember watching her undress in the dim light; I devoured her nipples and ass with my eyes and the mystery between her legs fired my imagination. Mom is just turning forty now; she started modeling when she was thirty and I was nine. An agent saw her in a mall and gave her his card. I think she got a lot of work because her looks combine ‘mature’, ‘sexy’ and ‘girl next door’. She was always there for me even after her career began; she never used it as an excuse not to do things with me. Her name is Alexis but she modeled under the single name ‘Jennifer’; which is what she preferred to be called. I have pictures of her beautiful body from every angle. Most boys had things like Playboy, I had mom. I loved going on the shoots with her whenever possible. I’d go into her dressing room and sometimes help her in and out of the clothes. Nudity is common on the shoots: sometimes she’d change on the street behind a blanket, sometimes she’d take off her bra in front of me when she was in a hurry. Once she sat topless for fifteen minutes and did her makeup while I sat behind her looking into the mirror.I had sex for the first time in Las Vegas. Mom had a shoot there and she took me with her as a present for my eighteenth birthday. She fell asleep on my shoulder on the plane and I got hard. Her smells were intoxicating even though she wore very little perfume. I could smell the powder she wore and her fragrant hair. I could smell her warm skin. She had the light airline blanket on her. I pulled it to her shoulder. I slid my hand under it and laid it on her breast. I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep should she awaken. She didn’t. Her breathing stayed even for a long time as I gently molded my hand to her full breast and fondled it. My cock strained in my pants. The soft sweater let me imagine I had had my mother’s bare tit in my hand. My fantasies took flight until the announcement of our landing made her stir and I reluctantly let go. When she opened her eyes and stretched I asked, “How was your sleep mom?” She smiled the warm smile that always made me melt and said, “It was lovely dear, very sweet.”Mom spent the day working and I spent the day getting ‘charged up’ looking at all the beautiful women at the casinos and hotels on the strip. I made the acquaintance of a waitress who let me know that she also indulged in extra-curricular activities. I had been with a few girls and done a few things but I was still technically a virgin. I was determined to be one no longer. I made an appointment with my new friend. When mom left for a meeting with the client, the girl came up. We sat for a few minutes and talked and then I heard a knock at the door. It was my mother. She looked in and said, “The meeting was cancelled and I thought we could spend the time together.” She had seen my ‘friend’ and just said, “Honey do something for me; please ask her to go.”I gave the girl some money; she shrugged and left. Mom came over to me and said, “Have you slept with a woman before?”I told her I hadn’t. “Honey this isn’t the way to do it, you don’t know what that girl might have and wouldn’t you want your first time to be with someone you care about?””Sure but I was just so turned on today and I’m never going to have the person I really want.””Why wouldn’t you?” “Because…oh… you wouldn’t understand mom.””Maybe I would sweetheart… I know you were touching me on the plane.””Oh…God…you weren’t sleeping…and you let me?””I was sleeping at first but when I felt you fondling me I woke up. It felt good and you were touching me so lovingly I let you do it.” She kissed me fully and said, “Since you’ve grown up, you’ve been turning me on; let me be your first. I haven’t made love in such a long time; it’ll almost be like a first time for me too. Just promise me one thing baby, after tonight, you won’t ask me again. It will just be something for us both to remember.”She took the blankets off the bed and turned off the lamp. I turned it back on and said “I’ve seen you in the dark but I’ve been waiting a long time to see you in the light.” She laughed and we turned on every light in the room.She took all her clothes off and stood unashamed in front of me. Her beauty overwhelmed me. I’ll admit I’m not very objective because she’s canlı bahis been the object of my love and lust for so long but I still think that my mother naked would impress anyone. I didn’t know what to kiss or touch or finger first. I started where I started as a c***d, sucking on her nipple that reached out for my tongue as it entered my mouth. The soft guttural moans my mother was making sent a line of electricity through me. I stood and gazed between her legs. I was mesmerized. I saw the fine beads of moisture that were forming on the fine trimmed hair through which I could see my mother’s reddening pussy lips. I moved to the folds between her legs and mouthed her hungrily. I could almost feel her swelling in my mouth as the juice covered my lips. I could feel her smile as my tongue slid along her opening to find her clit. “Darling” she said, “You’re making me feel so good; I’m so wet for you…darling…darling” I loved hearing that endearment for the first time from my mother’s mouth: the beautiful mouth that would bring many first pleasures to me that night.I worked my way around her body with kisses and licks. I took my clothes off because I thought either the zipper or my cock was going to break. Mom looked at me fully erect and said, “You’re going to make a lot of girls happy with that.”I said, “I only want to make you happy with it.” I knew I was bigger than most because I’ve seen enough in the team locker room; I just wasn’t sure I knew how to use it. Mom helped – a lot.She opened her pussy lips for me and showed me her swollen clitoris. I licked and sucked at the pink until my mouth and chin were soaked. I could feel her start to vibrate as she said, “Baby…baby…you don’t know what you’re doing to your momma…it’s so good…OH…OHH…” She stiffened and arched pressing her pussy against my mouth and holding my head. The sounds she made as she came were an aphrodisiac to me. “Oh my honey…yes do that to momma …there…there…yes…fuck…OHHH…It was touched. It was sucked, licked, and slathered over before my mother was done with it. Photos https://cpmlink.net/CRXvAAMy first entry into my mother’s mouth was almost a shock: her warm lips and tongue massaged the tightly stretched skin on my shaft and she circled the spongy head until I thought I would explode. I fought to keep from coming, wanting her to suck me forever. She kept telling me how big it was in her mouth and how much she loved sucking me. “My beautiful big cock” she called it. “All for your momma…all for me” she said. It was a miracle I lasted as long as I did. I blew my first load into her mouth. By the time I was done there was cum on the bed, on her face, on her tits and I can’t imagine how much was in her mouth. I didn’t know there was that much cum in me.I thought I was done but my mother had other ideas. About five minutes later I was hard as a rock again after she played with me, telling me, “I can’t wait for you to be in me…in your momma’s pussy…the pussy that wants your big cock so badly…now baby…now.”When my cock finally entered my mother’s sweet pussy she said, “Easy baby…easy…OH…it’s so big…you’re so hard for your momma, aren’t you? This is what I need honey…I need you in my cunt, in my pussy…fucking me…fucking me.” It was what I needed too. She was so wet and I told her how good it felt to be so deep in her. “You’re so good in me baby,” she said, “filling me all up”. My mother’s slippery passageway was a haven for my cock, a warm safe place I never wanted to leave. With every slow push in and out of her, she whispered something sweet. Her hands stroked me, as I loved her with my cock. I had dreamed and fantasized of being inside my mother so many times; this was better than all my imaginings.We fell into a rhythm and enjoyed it for a while and then she’d shift. I saw every part of her from every angle. I loved taking her from behind, holding her tits and getting high enough in her to feel myself against her ass. I loved hearing the sounds my mother made because my cock was in her. I loved hearing her tell her son how good he made her feel and how much she wanted it from him. With my cock buried between my mother’s legs I whispered to her, “I’m in love with you.” In the few hours before dawn she slept in my arms with my hand gently resting on her breast. I inhaled the sweet aromas of our lovemaking; the feel of my mother’s body touching mine burned itself into my sensory awareness. I made myself stay up because I didn’t want the night to end and I didn’t want to face a tomorrow in which all our loving was only a memory. The next day came despite my efforts and we went home. Not a moment went by that wasn’t colored by the rainbow of that night. During the following months even the gentlest effort to push past a hug or a kiss on my part was set aside by my mother’s smile to remind me of my promise.I didn’t press her no matter how intense my need became because a painful change came over her during this time. The work started to dry up. The agency stopped calling and she started getting depressed. It wasn’t the money; I had a job and she had invested well. That they didn’t want her anymore tortured her. I was afraid as I watched her slowly descend into obsessions and depressions. All I heard was, “When did I get ugly? Am I fat? Am I out of shape?” Once she said, “Chris, do you think I should have my breasts made bigger? All the models today are so big.” I told her “Mom you have the most perfect breasts I ever saw. They fit your body and your body is perfect.”She thanked me and came to hug me. She stayed in my arms for a long time as I soothed her with stroking hands and words. I wanted her so much and I wanted to help her so much more. That was the last display of emotion I saw from her for a long while.Her body wasn’t the problem. It’s the modeling business: where the appetite for ‘new’ faces is voracious and after a certain age they throw you away. At 39 she was just too old. Of course I told her how beautiful she was and tried to soften bahis siteleri the blow but the fact remained – that part of her life was over. She was lucky to have gotten as many years and as much money as she did. She didn’t want to hear any of that kind of talk.She went to different doctors – same name: Dr. Feelgood. So it was uppers, downers and sleeping pills. I was going to move out but she was becoming helpless. A few nights I had to help her to bed. I left her in bra and panties. I kissed her pretty face before leaving. Each time she gave me a small smile and slept. I tried to help in every way I knew how. But after all was said and done, as far as my life went, I’d come to accept certain truths: I loved and wanted her, and I was losing her.One night I went into her bedroom. She opened her eyes and just looked at me as I sat on the bed. I didn’t say anything because I was breathing so hard. I opened her nightgown to her waist and exposed her. I fondled and kissed the breasts I was longing for. I started to take one of her perfect nipples into my mouth. There was no reaction and no words. I kissed her and said, “Mom I love you; I want to sleep with you.” She shrugged blankly and said, “If you want.” I’d been waiting to hear a word of sexual encouragement from her for a long time but not those words, that way. It pained me to hear her because I knew what she was saying: “I don’t care if you sleep with me, I don’t care if you don’t; I don’t care if I live and I don’t care if I don’t.” I left the room. We didn’t say another word to each other during the following day.It had been a particularly brutal summer. The next day, the clouds became ominously dark. By nightfall it was teeming: hot, thunderous unceasing sheets of rain. I was trying to get mom to eat something. I asked her what she wanted and she said, “…I want to model…I want to be a model like I used to be.”I couldn’t stand it anymore. I grabbed her wrist and took her into the backyard. I yelled at her over the din of the pounding rain: “I want it not to be raining, I want to be in Paris, I want you to be happy, I want…Las Vegas…I want you to love me again.”We stood for a moment as the water cascaded off us and then she started crying. She turned to me and came into my arms. She held me as tight as she ever had and she began trembling. She said, “Oh Chris honey…I’m sorry baby… I’m sorry”.She kissed me as if we’d apart for years. Her mouth clung to mine as her tongue made promises it would soon keep. Her wet lips then slid over my face covering it with kisses. “Come inside love” she said. Those words revived us.She wouldn’t stop kissing me. I didn’t want her to. She kissed the rain from my eyes and licked it from my lips. Our clothes ended up in a puddle in the middle of the floor. Our hands explored every inch of each other’s body as we kissed long and languidly. Her nipples responded to my mouth and elongated as my tongue circled the soft flesh around them. My mother’s soft hands hardened me.She built my excitement to a fever pitch and she finally opened her legs and said, “Come to me baby, I want you”.I entered her slowly and the relief was transporting. I pushed my cock deeper into my mother’s pussy and her sweet juices eased the way. I spoke to her as our rhythm meshed. “It’s so good to be in you mom…inside you…my beautiful Jennifer…”She said, “No love…your Alexis…your Alexis…oh I need you here baby.” Her words started to make me cum. I stopped and kept myself from pumping to complete satisfaction and was able to stay inside her. I was so high on the sex that I hardened again after a few minutes of her talking and stroking me. I turned her so she was on top and she sat up and rode my cock. “Chris baby, your so deep in me this way I can feel you at the end of me…oh Christopher you take good care of your momma…I love this feeling…don’t stop loving me…please don’t stop…promise me Chris, promise me.””I promise mom, you never have to think about that. I’ll always be here, loving you.””Will you baby…will you?””Yes love, yes…yes…yes.” I punctuated each word with a hard thrust up into her belly and each punctuation brought a deep moan from her. I watched as my stiff rod appeared and disappeared into her pussy. My cock was slathered with my mother’s juices that eased my way into the depths of her center.She closed her eyes and threw her head back as short loud cries came from her. “Chris…Chris…love me…fuck me…fuck me…fuck me…” Mom came hard, impaling herself on my stiff rod over and over until she shuddered and sighed and rested on my chest laughing. “God that was good, the last time I came that good we were in Las Vegas.”She started to move and I said “No mom stay there.” I held her ass. We kissed again stopping only for words of love as our tongues played to stirrings below. I wanted never to be out of her. I sat up and we held each other, still connected. I felt her hard nipples and soft breasts on my chest. I put my finger into her ass and she responded. I responded. I was stiff again as my mother gently ground her hips. As she took me up I thought of every place in her I wanted to be; every place I would be before the night was over. I sucked as much of her big tit into my mouth as her pussy pulled on me. I drew on the nipple and grazed it with my teeth and my mother let out a little squeal. She laughed as I went for the other tit. When I had made her nipples into puffs of sore pink flesh, I took to her mouth. I was ravenous for her and her lips were as swollen as her nipples when I finished kissing her. I flipped her on her back before she could bring me off and stroked her pussy, holding back as we both rose to a higher plateau. She held my ass and said, “Never stop baby…never stop wanting me like this…never stop wanting your momma’s pussy…your pussy…your pussy…your pussy…”I couldn’t imagine ever not wanting that pussy or not feeling the way her loving made me feel. This time I didn’t hold back, I put my thumb on my mother’s bahis şirketleri clit and waited just long enough for her to come with me. I shot the first jet of cum and mom responded with violent thrusts as she held on to my shoulders. Our moaning commingled as did our cum. She kissed me long and hard until we were done – for a while.Each time I fell asleep, my hard cock would wake me up before we’d had an hour of rest. I took it to my mother’s mouth and she sucked it excitedly, wildly licking the shaft from the tip down to my balls. The last time I came in her mouth it was early morning, as I sucked her clit and felt her taking cord after cord of cum. With a long moan she quivered in orgasm. I heard her soft words, “Oh…so much cum…so much cum…so good baby…” We licked each other clean and slept until noon.When I awoke, I expected to feel my hard dick resting up against my mother’s warm ass as I had in the middle of the night but she was already up. I found the table set and mom was smiling as she poured the coffee. “It’s a good thing I don’t have to go anywhere today…I can hardly walk.” We both laughed and before she could point, I gave a sucking kiss to both of her nipples through the white tee shirt she wore. She looked at me seriously and said, “I never came like I did last night.” She gave me a gentle kiss with her soft smile.That day I used three rolls of film taking pictures of mom. When I had them developed, she thought they were pretty good. It helps that she’s a great model. I got interested and took some courses and learned my way around a camera.The first session where I asked mom to pose ‘sexy’ for me was a disaster – as far as picture taking went. No sooner did she show some skin and give me that ‘I have something for you’ look in her eyes than I was on top of her, unbuttoning and unzipping. It also didn’t help that what she had for me was that crazy-making body that I could never get enough of. We did lots more love making than picture taking. As time went on, I took shots of her from every conceivable angle and in every possible pose. We posted some of them at a free picture web site and she got lots of fan email. The pictures also turned up at other sites that had ‘borrowed’ them. One called her “Sonia the beautiful busty mature” and that name has popped up all over the web. I don’t know where they got the ‘Sonia’ from but the rest fits.Last night, when we went to bed I asked mom why she had changed her mind about her ‘one time deal’, she said, “My mind questioned if we should be lovers, but my body answered that it wanted you and my heart answered that it loved you.” Her words sent a jolt to my cock and it sprang against her. As she kissed me she wrapped her hand around me and said, ” I love this cock and I love when it fills me and spreads me and makes me sore.” She bent over me and I pushed the swollen knob that stood on the fully erect staff into my mother’s mouth. She knew now what I liked and sucked me so well, teasing with her tongue and massaging with her lips. She took the cock out of her mouth and ran her lips and tongue and teeth along the shaft. She licked out the pre-cum that appeared at the tip squeezing more of it out by pressing her fingers under my throbbing cock.I told her how much I wanted her to be mine and she said, “I am for you baby, for my sweet Chris…momma’s pussy is only for you baby…I’m your lover, your momma, I’m your pussy.”I was raging hard and wanted to be inside her. I directed my mother to her hands and knees and approached her from behind. I pointed my cock at her pussy and her willing folds slid open to accept the thick meat into her waiting channel. Her cunt made wet sounds as I pumped a few times to drive deeper into my mother’s hole. I reached to cup and fondle one of her big tits that were hanging and freely swaying. Mom moaned as my cock stroked the walls of her pussy. She licked her lips and asked for more. “Give me your big fat cock baby…give it to your momma…it’s for me isn’t it baby…for me?””Yes mom” I told her, “It’s only for you…always for you.” I picked up the speed of my thrusts and began banging hard into her sopping cunt with every inch of meat I had for her. She was moaning loudly when one of my long strokes inadvertently plunged my cock into her ass. She screamed.I didn’t realize what had happened; mom was whimpering and I asked her what was wrong. She said, “Oh honey you were in my ass and I didn’t expect it…it was so big in there…is that what you wanted?”I didn’t realize it until then but I did want it. Looking at her round ass as I was pushing into her pussy had been tantalizing. I said, “Do you think you could take it mom?”She said, “I’ll try baby. Just do it slow.”I put my dick into her pussy to wet it. Her juices coated my cock and I placed the tip against her pink pucker. I slowly pushed past the ring until the rim of my cock was in her ass. Mom continued to exhort me to be gentle. I could hear the apprehension in her voice. “Easy baby…yes…oh…easy…you’re so big…in my ass…oh honey…it’s good…” I slowly pushed deeper into my mother’s ass and I could feel her relax a bit. The channel was hot and throbbing and it almost felt like a hand as it pulsed around my cock.I started stroking into my mother’s ass and told her how good it felt. She said “Yes baby…I like it…I like how big your cock feels in me…oh…don’t stop…don’t stop.” She reached back and spread her creamy globes as she buried her moans in the pillow. As I pumped harder into my mother’s tight chute I could hear the intensity of her muffled sounds. I leaned over her and went to rub her clit as I fucked her. I was surprised at what felt like cum juice soaking the hairs of my mother’s pussy. I increased the speed of my strokes and by her noises I knew she was close. My first spurt lubricated the way to our orgasms. It was almost like a yelling match as we both came. Even after coming her ass held me so tight I continued stroking her as she called to me, “Chris…Chris…fuck…yes baby…my baby…so good for me baby…so good.”We held each other for a long while afterwards and she told me that she had what she needs now: her son, her love. And now I have what I’ve always needed and wanted, my model mom.

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Evening the Score – Chapter 7When I reached the kitchen, there were several other people there already, apparently, taking a break as well. Funny thing, though, we were all naked, and with visible signs of just having had sex. I found this stimulating, as I poured myself a drink, and looked for a place to lean against, and join the conversation, which was, amazingly, about such banal topics as k**s, family, vacations, even home repair. Jess came into the room, found an empty spot on a couch in the den area, and sat down, still wrapped in her kimono and heels. The look on her face hadn’t changed.After many minutes of less than interesting conversation, and having downed my drink, I reached into the cooler to grab a bottle of water and decide where to go next, when two pairs of female legs and feet caught my attention out of the corner of my eye. I stood up and turned around, only to be quickly wrapped in the arms of two beautiful women. Both blond, early to canlı bahis mid forties, fit, shaved, and very nicely enhanced breasts. Their skin was tanned all over, no tan lines nor signs of any tattoos or piercings.“Hello, ladies.”, I said, wanting to introduce myself, and start a conversation.“Hi there, stud.”, was there reply, seemingly both in unison. “We’re Donna and Meg. Having fun?”“Oh, yes, I am. Just about ready for more.”, I said, stating my obvious interest in these two lovelies wrapped around each side of me. I glanced at Jess, only to see her facial expression had changed – she was giving me daggers. Obviously, she was not pleased.“We saw you play with Cherry, and she told us how much fun she had fucking you. She told us she hasn’t been fucked that well in a long time.” Oh, so that was her name. Gonna have to remember that. “She always welcomes the newbies to our little group. So we thought we’d join you and see for ourselves.” The look in bahis siteleri the their eyes when they said this, I thought for sure I saw them both licking their lips.“Ladies, it would be my honor. Lead the way.” And with a giggle, and my arms around each of them, we walked past Jess, and into an available playroom. As we made our way to the mattress, I noticed Jess once again at the door, arms crossed, watching.Donna and Meg were just as talented, just as aggressive, and just as intense as Cherry had been. And now, there were two of them. I’ve never experienced two women at the same time before, but I couldn’t imagine any place I’d rather be. We sucked, ate, licked, and fucked each other for the next two hours. There was no hole off limits, and once again, condoms were never mentioned. I fucked them both, hard, and shot as much cum into them as I could muster. It was so hot to see Donna’s cum filled cunt being eaten by Meg as I was slamming Meg’s ass. bahis şirketleri I tried to be as creative as possible with these two, and they both responded with even more intensity.After many orgasms, and multiple cum loads from me, the ladies peeled themselves off of me, hugged and kissed me deeply, thanked me, and went off to find Cherry. I guess they wanted to compare notes. I have to say, after over fours hours of intense play, I was exhausted. Jess was still standing at the door, arms still folded, and the same look on her face. I got up and headed for the door. I needed to clean up a bit. As I approached, Jess looked at me and asked if I was ready to go. I looked at her, and told her that yes, I was ready to call it a night. Jess perked up a little, and went to help me find my clothes. We got dressed, gathered our belongings, thanked our hosts for a wonderful evening and headed for home. But before we stepped out the door, Cherry, Donna, and Meg, all still very naked, stopped us, gave me another big, deep kiss each, said thank you, and that they’d look forward to seeing me next time. Jess obviously was not happy about that. But no matter. We headed out the door and home.

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Solange…. retour à la natureJe vous avais déjà parlé de Solange, que j’avais rencontré grâce aux idées saugrenues de mon ancienne sex-friend Sabrina….Solange, la jolie petite rousse…. je m’étais trompé sur elle quand je l’ai vue pour la première fois, elle paraissait vraiment timide, timorée, presque pudique, malgré la belle robe bleue qu’elle portait… En fait, il n’en était rien, elle était juste plus du tout épanouie dans sa relation….Apres notre première rencontre “spéciale” que j’ai déjà raconté ici ( Sabrina et ses idées) nous avons continué à nous voir, et sommes sortis ensemble. C’était une fille qui adorait le grand air, la nature, faisait beaucoup de randonnée, été comme hiver, en peaux, elle faisait énormément de ski de fond et tout cela se voyait sur son corps, et surtout ses fesses magnifiques!La nature, j’ai toujours aimé, le camping avec les copains, bières, feu de bois et grillades… Aimant tout cela les deux ( bien qu’elle fut surprise par le fait que ça collait peu à l’apprentissage de coiffeur que j’avais fait plus jeune… mais l’habit ne fait pas le moine…) on s’est organisé un week end camping, on a rempli sa voiture, ma petite micra était pas adaptée) et en güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri route pour l’aventure… apres un voyage sans embûches, et une place plate et tranquille trouvée, on déplie la tente, ca va vite, on a l’habitude, gonfle les matelas, on trouve quelques pierres pour faire un foyer, du bois, en vue de préparer un petit feu plus tard… Nous étions à proximité d’un petit lac, et avons décidé d’y baigner nos pieds, l’eau est pas très chaude, mais c’est supportable, on en profite pour discuter, de nous, de nos histoires camping/fiestas…. Le soir arrivant gentiment, on est retourné vers la tente juste à côté, et avons fait un feu et mangé… fini, on est retourné vers le lac pour se laver les mains, elle en profite pour me pousser dans l’eau, je suis à la fois trempé (logique) et surpis, je prends cela à la rigolade, j’ai même apprécié et trouvé ça marrant, par contre, j’ai vu du enlever mon pantalon et mon t-shirt, puis je me suis collé elle, pour me réchauffer, mais surtout pour l’emporter avec moi dans l’eau… nous voilà tous les deux trempés, elle me traite de goujat en rigolant, on s’embrasse… On ressort de l’eau, à son tour d’enlever son pull güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri et son pantalon… sa petite culotte blanche trempée laisse devinée sa petite touffe rousse, et ma queue se tend dans les secondes qui suivent!!! Je cours chercher une couverture, la pose par terre et on s’étale et s’embrasse fougueusement… mon excitation est impossible à cacher, mes mains caressent ses seins, les siennes baisse mon caleçon, et libéré mon sexe en erection, elle aime ca, on s’allonge, elle se retourne et me laisse en face à face avec sa petite culotte qu’elle enlève vite et trempée et la petite chatte rousse qui va avec…. elle me lève le bout du gland, et caresse mes couilles bien gonflées, je lèche sa petite culotte, puis la glisse de côté, et lèche sa délicieuse chatte… je la caresse avec mes doigts, j’y glisse ma langue, je fais entrer et sortir ma langue dans son vagin que j’écarte avec les doigts…. puis elle se cambre pour que ma langue arrivé sur son petit cul, que je lèche avec plaisir, j’adore ca… je lèche son petit trou, je tends mes doigts vers sa bouche qu’elle lèche baveusement, puis je glisse mon index entre ses fesses écartées… mon güvenilir bahis şirketleri doigt entre facilement, on pratique assez régulièrement… puis je sors mon doigt, lui lèche à nouveau le cul, fais un petit crachât dessus, je lèche deux doigts, et les enfonces dans son délicieux anus… elle continue à me sucer, elle me fait une pipe bien baveuse et sait qu’elle va se retrouver entre ses fesses dans les secondes qui vont suivre…Elle se lève, et vient se poser sur moi, guidant ma bite bien dure vers son trou du cul prêt à l’accueillir… mon gland entre assez facilement, elle gère la pénétration, elle descend doucement sur ma bite, elle est à moitié entrée, elle commence à remonter et redescendre gentiment, elle continue ainsi jusqu’au moment où ma queue est entièrement dans son cul, elle reste quelques secondes comme ça, sans bouger, puis accélère la cadence… elle dicte le tempo, j’adore elle va de plus en plus vite, puis elle se retire, se met à quatre pattes pour me donner son cul…. j’y entre directement, facilement, et je la sodomise assez fortement, je baise son cul, jusqu’au fond, jusqu’à la garde… je sens que je vais jouir et profite des derniers vas et viens, je me retire et je jouis sur ses fesses, je jouis beaucoup, fort, y en a sur ses belles fesses, sur son dos et même sur sa nuque et une giclée sur ses cheveux roux… j’ai en face de moi la vue de la femme parfaite par excellence!!! J’adore, et c’est là que les premières heures de notre week-end qui va s’annoncer très sex!

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Evening the Score – Chapter 8

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Evening the Score – Chapter 8Jess and I got in the car, and drove home in complete silence. I guess our experiment in the Swinger Lifestyle didn’t go too well tonight, although I had no clue why, since I had so much fun.When we arrived home, we went inside, and closed the door. Jess turned around and said, “I don’t want to do this anymore!”. I was taken aback, and I think my face clearly showed my surprise.“Why’s that?”, I asked. “I thought I was giving you what you wanted, the freedom, and with my permission, to fuck all the cock you wanted. You certainly seemed pleased as I watched you walk away first with those two men, whom I saw you suck with relish, and one of whom you fucked.” I didn’t know at the time why she didn’t enjoy her experience that night, but I wasn’t about to let her forget that it was she who went off first fucking others.“It’s not that.”, she began. “I thought that tonight, I was going to continue right where I left off when you caught me, even though I was getting fucked with a condom. To tell you güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri the truth, I didn’t even let him finish inside me. I pulled off his cock, let him shoot on my chest, and left.”, she continued.“So, why was that?”, I asked.“Because when that young girl grabbed you by your cock and led you away, I panicked. Suddenly, I was no longer enjoying MY fun. All I could think of was you fucking another woman.”, she explained.Hmmm, interesting, I thought. Not what I had expected.Jess continued, “You asked me why I never asked you to join with me in the Swinger Lifestyle, and I told you I didn’t think you could handle seeing me fucking other men. Do you remember that?”I nodded, yes.“Well”, she continued, “You did very well watching me suck those two cocks, and get fucked by the one. Much better than I expected. I could not tell how you felt when I looked at you. But I agreed to the condom rule, and you saw me insist.”“I did.”, I responded. “I was fascinated how it all would play out, watching güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri your lust.”“Well,” she once again continued, “it turns out that it wasn’t you who couldn’t handle seeing me fucking other men, it was me not able to handle seeing you fucking other women. It bothered me so much, I just wanted the night to end!”This, I found interesting. Good, I’m glad she felt some pain, as I had felt the week prior. I remained emotionless and quiet, just listening. I was curious where she was going with this.“I want to stop this, I want to end this all. I don’t want to see you fucking another woman other than me. I will never cheat on your ever again.”, Jess exclaimed.I thought for a moment, then replied, very matter of factly, “I appreciate your remorse, and I truly believe it’s genuine, but I still have 29 cunts left to fuck and breed. I feel we need to see this through, so I’m not going to stop until we’re even. You didn’t take my feelings into consideration when you were fucked güvenilir bahis şirketleri and bred hundreds of times by those thirty cocks, did you? You can still fuck around, with me present, and with condoms, and I’ll still add to the tally, but understand, I’m not stopping until we are even on fucking other people.”“29? But you fucked three tonight. Shouldn’t that be 27?”, Jess asked. The look on her face was precious.“No, it’s 29.”, I said. “You fucked 2, and I fucked 3. That’s 30 plus 2 minus 3 equals 29. Get the math?”“But, but,”, she stammered, “I only fucked one guy.”, she insisted.“Doesn’t matter.”, I stated. “You started out with two cocks, and from what I saw, you were more than ready to get fucked by both. It’s not my problem that one cock didn’t want to fuck you with a condom. You should choose better next time.”It was harsh, but harsh was needed to drive the point home that Jess hurt me deeply. And, at this point, I just didn’t care any longer what she felt.With that, I left to take a shower. Jess took one after me. When she was finished, she found me in bed, almost asleep. She snuggled up next to me, held me tight, and we both went to sleep. Although I made no movements in protest, I let her do what she wanted. She has a lot to make up for. Maybe this is a small first step.I don’t know, and I really didn’t care.

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Géraldine tome 2-Chapitre 50Chapitre 50 – Du chenil au bureauGéraldine traversa la cour qui la menait au chenil tranquillement, ses pas entravées par sa jupe étroite, sentant sa longue queue de cheval frottant presque la raie de ses petites fesses, dilatée à l’extrême par son plug vibrant, qui dépassait du cœur de sa jupe de latex rose.En poussant la porte du chenil, elle vit immédiatement Slutty attachée par son anneau nasal à un anneau fixé dans le sol, prêt de la table de préparation canine, et qui bizarrement gémissait déjà telle une vraie chienne. Elle chercha Kitty des yeux, en vain, mais entendant du bruit dans un coin invisible de la porte , Géraldine se dirigea vers l’endroit, d’où s’échappait des cris étouffés de douleur .Maître Laurent était en train de mettre un large ring-gag à la pauvre Kitty, dont le corps était prisonnier d’une catsuit de latex noir identique à celle des chiennes, où les bras et les jambes des soumises étaient pliées à l’extrême. Elle était suspendue dans les airs par un savant shibari, mais dans une position qui la faisait ressembler à une grenouille sur une table d’autopsie…Mais sans la table . Même après le peu de temps passé au chenil, son visage était devenu méconnaissable, par le manque de sommeil et l’intensité des sévices subis par le Maître du chenil, qui ne lui laissait aucun repos.Ce dernier glissa un tuyau de latex épais dans la bouche écartelée de la petite Chatte-grenouille, avant de lui boucher les oreilles avec des bouchons d’oreilles, rajoutant par-dessus deux éponges épaisses, qu’il scotcha autour de la tête nue de la pauvre Kitty, qui se retrouva aussitôt sourde a toute les activités du chenil.Maître Laurent prit des pinces japonaises, et les fixa aux petits mamelons annelés à sa merci, les reliant ensuite à un anneau du plafond par un long ressort.“ – MMMMMMMPPHHH!! AAARRRGHHH !!! ‘I’IE, MAI’RE!!!  MMMMMMMPPHHH!!»Supplia la pauvre Kitty, sous la douleur de ce nouvel étirement de ses sensibles petits mamelons, tandis que ses yeux bleus rougis par trop de larmes cherchaient un regain de gratitude.Mais Maître Laurent ne répondit pas, et pris une cagoule large, où il fit passer le tuyau de latex, et il se mit à actionner une pompe, qui immédiatement fit de la tête de la pauvre chatte un gros ballon de presque 80 centimètres de diamètre.Il rapprocha ensuite un vérin possédant un énorme gode, et empala la pauvre Kitty, avant de mettre le vérin en action, qui commença des va et vient pour autopsier l’intimité de la chatte-grenouille.“ –  MMMMMMMPPHHH!! AAARRRGHHH !!! MMMMMMMPPHHH!!»Hurla aussitôt la boule de latex noir qui se voulait être la tête de la pauvre Chatte-grenouille, dont l’anus n’était plus que plaie, depuis que les chiennes l’avaient prises plusieurs fois chacune, quand elle était entravée a l’intérieur de sa cage.« Tu es venue chercher la chienne pour la Directrice, je suppose….Jolie tenue pour une chaude petite salope telle que toi ! » Dit le Maître du chenil, délaissant la Chatte-grenouille, qui resterait ainsi suspendue jusqu’au repas du soir, et alla détacher la « Pink Lady » ,en effleurant au passage le cœur de l’étroite jupe de Géraldine.  « Mmmpphhh ! ‘Ui , Mai’re ! Haaaannnnn !  Me’ci Mai’re ! Mmmpphhh ! » Soupira doucement la soumise-secrétaire, en minaudant, papillonnant les longs faux cils de ses yeux de biche lourdement maquillés, quand la main l’effleura, tout en portant son regard sur l’imposante bosse qui se dessinait sur le pantalon du Maître du Chenil.« Tu sembles avoir apprécié ton statu de pouliche que je t’ai fait découvrir, petite salope ! » Dit Maître Laurent, auquel le regard «gourmand» canlı bahis de la soumise-secrétaire n’avait pas échappé, commençant de caresser son entre-jambe, avant d’essuyer un petit filet de bave qui s’écoulait du large gag-ball de Géraldine. « Mmmpphhh ! ‘Ui , Mai’re ! Haaaannnnn !  ‘Ais ‘ous n‘avez ‘outé ‘qu’un ‘oté , Mai’re ! ! Mmmpphhh ! » Répondit la secrétaire, dans un soupir lascif, en frottant son gag-ball sur la main du Maître du Chenil, tout en continuant de minauder.« Petite salope gourmande ! « Dit le Maître du chenil, dans un sourire réjoui, en s’empressant de déboutonner son pantalon pour en sortir son énorme sexe, tandis que son autre main avait déjà fait se tourner Géraldine pour lui retirer son gag-ball.«MMMMmmm … Oui, Maître ! » Soupira la soumise, acquiesçant d’un signe de tête, tout en se mettant à genoux devant le sexe qui s’offrait à elle, l’engouffrant langoureusement, l’avalant au plus profond que sa gorge de Sissy Slut bien éduquée pouvait le faire, sous le couinement et le regard désespéré de Slutty, dont la charge électrique venait de se remettre en charge.« Tu as des lèvres exquises, et qui savent parler aux hommes, petite Géraldine » Dit Maître Laurent, qui caressait les mains de la secrétaire entravées par leur barre.« – MMMmmmmmm ! MMMmmmmmm ! » Soupira doucement la soumise-secrétaire, dont la bouche était entièrement remplie par l’imposant sexe, et qui glissait dessus avec volupté dans de doux va et vient  .Ayant la tentation d’obliger la secrétaire à un deepthroat, Maître Laurent se ravisa sous la douceur des lèvres expertes de la soumise et lui laissa libre court à son inspiration.« – MMMmmmmmm ! Haaaannnnn ! Il ne faut pas me tacher, Maître ! MMMmmmmmm ! » Gémit  lascivement Géraldine, en laissant sa langue percée aller et venir sur le pénis qui se dressait face à son visage, avant de l’engouffrer de nouveau, en sentant que la sève du Maître du chenil qui montait dans son membre, et qu’elle avala avec gourmandise, en le caressant ensuite de sa langue pour prendre la totalité.« Je ne sais pas qui est la plus chienne des deux, petite salope ! » Dit Maître Laurent, en engouffrant de nouveau le large gag-ball dans les lèvres encore humides de Géraldine, qui minaudait encore un peu, du sourire plein les yeux sous le « compliment ».« Mmmpphhh ! Me’ci Mai’re ! Mmmpphhh ! »Soupira  la  soumise-secrétaire, en relevant la tête , ses yeux  gourmands restants fixés sur le membre, qu’elle caressait doucement de son gag-ball.Maître Laurent aida Géraldine à se relever, et lui plaça la longue laisse de strass de la « Pink Lady » dans une main.«Tu vas l’emmener faire un pipi dans le petit jardinet à coté et tu me la ramènes aussitôt après que je lui remette son plug d’urètre ! »Ordonna Maître Laurent, en se baissant pour retirer le plug d’urètre, qui bloquait toute évacuation sans exception pour la pauvre Slutty.« -AHOUAHOU !!!AAOOUU !!! WUF WUF !!! AHOUAHOU !!! »Couina la « Pink Lady », sous la douleur que lui infligeait le Maître du chenil, en lui étirant un peu plus ses testicules  hypersensibles pour lui retirer son plug d’urètre.Géraldine sortit du chenil, et se dirigea doucement vers le jardinet, suivi par Slutty, la petite « Pink Lady ».« -AHOUAHOU !!!WOUF !!! WUF WUF !!! AHOUAHOU !!! » Couina la « Pink Lady », comme une vulgaire canidé sous la nouvelle décharge, qui irradiait dans son être, battant de ses paupières ornées de ses longs faux cils roses, essayant d’attirer le regard et la clémence de Géraldine.« Mmmpphhh ! Fait pi’i, ‘lutty, s‘i ‘e ‘lait ! Mmmpphhh ! » Soupira la secrétaire, en tirant un coup sec sur la laisse en bahis siteleri réponse à la supplique canine de la chienne.« -AHOUAHOU !!!WOUF !!! WUF WUF !!! AHOUAHOU !!! » Aboya Slutty, en tirant dans le sens contraire, comme si elle pouvait échapper à l’emprise de sa laisse.“ – MMMMMMMPPHHH!! ‘ISSE ET ’AIS ‘OI !!! CHA’UNE A SA PLA’E !! MMMMMMMPPHHH !!! » Dit Géraldine, en raccourcissant comme elle pouvait la laisse de la chienne, se mettant de titiller les lourds grelots qui ornaient les testicules étirés de la « Pink Lady » avec sa chaussure à plate-forme . « -AHOUAHOU !!!AAOOUU !!! WUF WUF !!! AHOUAHOU !!! » Couina  la chienne caniche, sous la douleur des lourds grelots de ses deux grosses pommes, que se mettaient à agiter sa promeneuse, tout en commençant honteusement à uriner sur la pelouse.Une fois l’affaire de la chienne Slutty finie, Géraldine l’entraîna à nouveau dans le chenil, où Maître Laurent attendait en préparant quelques petits jouets pour s’occuper de la Chatte-grenouille .Il replaça le plug d’urètre, non sans couinements de la part de la chienne, qui se débattait, mais dont Géraldine tenait la laisse au plus court.« Voila la fifille est prête ! A demain matin, ma belle pouliche !»Dit Maître Laurent, en caressant rêveusement la croupe cambrée sous la jupe de latex de la secrétaire.« Mmmpphhh ! ‘Ui , Mai’re ! Mmmpphhh ! » Répondit la secrétaire, dans un soupir lascif, minaudant pour retirer ses fesses de la main exploratrice, et s’en allant en emmenant la « Pink Lady » de la Directrice dans des couinements, que lui arrachait chaque mouvement de son arrière-train, le tout tinté de la musique de ses lourds grelots.Après une traversée de la cour fut longue et fastidieuse, où Géraldine avait été presque obligée traîner la chienne caniche rose. Bien que le Maître du chenil avait arrêté la télécommande pour les décharges électriques, la chienne caniche n’avait pas arrêté de couiner, tant son humbler de métal lui étirait ses parties génitales, que de temps en temps Géraldine avait poussé du pied en passant derrière la « Pink Lady », pour activer le mouvement, sous les yeux amusées et satisfaits de la Directrice, qui l’avait regardé en fumant sa cigarette derrière la baie vitrée de son bureau, avec à ses coté son délicieux cendrier de bureau.Géraldine frappa à la porte du bureau, attendant patiemment l’autorisation d’entrer, tandis que la chienne Slutty se tortillait doucement, en levant des yeux larmoyants et inquisiteurs envers sa promeneuse, qui lui semblait-elle, avait pris un malin plaisir de jouer avec les lourds grelots, qui embarrassaient ses énormes testicules étirées.“ – Entrez ! ”Dit la voix de Maîtresse Xaviera, sur fond des gémissements de son cendrier.« Pa’don ‘our le ‘e’ard, Mai’resse ! »Dit la secrétaire, en entrant suivi de la « Pink Lady », en baissant les yeux sur la chienne, faisant croire que son retard n’était du qu’a la chienne indisciplinée et traînarde.« J’ai vu que tu faisais tout ton possible pour accélérer cette adorable petite chienne, petite Géraldine ! » Dit la Directrice, en prenant la laisse accrochée à l’anneau nasal de Slutty, l’entraînant vers les cousins, où résidait habituellement sa chatte.« -AHOUAHOU !!!WOUF !!! WUF WUF !!! AHOUAHOU !!! » Couina Slutty, en papillonnant de ses yeux ornées de ses longs cils de strass, quand Maîtresse Xaviera lui attacha sa laisse à un gros anneau qui sortait du sol.« Tu dois mourir de soif à force d’aboyer, ma belle ! »Dit la Directrice, sur un ton ironique, en prenant un petit tuyau raccordé à un gros sac de lavement rempli de liquide, qu’elle glissa dans un petit trou prévu dans le bahis şirketleri  modulateur de sons, mettant le compte-goutte en route. Puis elle passa derrière la caniche rose, et raccorda une petite pince électrique au plug d’urètre qu’elle brancha au broîtier, tout en caressant au passage de sa main gantée les testicules étirées de sa petite chienne.« -AHOUAHOU !!!AAOOUU !!! WUF WUF !!! AHOUAHOU !!! » Couina  la chienne caniche, en sentant la main de la Directrice sur ses sensibles testicules, ayant compris ce qu’elle avait fait quand elle l’avait senti tripoter le plug d’urètre de son clito flasque. Elle tourna un regard affolé vers Géraldine, cherchant du secours, tandis qu’elle sentait les premières gouttes qui coulaient dans sa gorge, et qui avait le goût du cocktail aphrodisiaque .« Géraldine, appuie sur la télécommande, que je vérifie les branchements !»Ordonna la Directrice à sa secrétaire, ayant vu le regard implorant que lui lançait Slutty.Géraldine hésita prit la télécommande sur le bureau, et baissa les yeux pour ne pas regarder Slutty, actionnant malgré tout le bouton pour envoyer une décharge dans les parties génitales et l’anus de la Pink Lady« -AHOUAHOU !!!AAAAAOOOOUUUU !!! AHOUAHOU !!! » Hurla la « Pink Lady », ses yeux se voilant de larmes, sous la douleur que lui infligeait son amie, malgré elle. L’électricité irradiant au plus profond de son intimité, de son clito bagué et flasque, et de ses testicules que le humbler étirait à l’extrême.« Berce mes oreilles de tes couinements, petite Pink Lady ! » Dit Maîtresse Xaviera, en tournant les talons pour retourner à son bureau, tout en prenant un de ses longues cigarettes, que Géraldine s’empressa d’allumer d’une de ses mains entravées.Le téléphone du bureau sonna.« Bonjour Maîtresse Maryse , vous vous inquiétez pour votre Maura ? « Demanda la Directrice, en décrochant, tapotant sa cendre sur la langue de son cendrier.   “ – HAAANNN ! AAARRRGHHH !!!… ”Geignit  la pauvre soumise-cendrier , sous la cendre brûlante qui lui chauffait sa langue étirée.« Ce n’est rien, c’est mon cendrier qui brûle un peu ! Oui, bien sur, je peux vous prêtez 2 soumises pour votre tournage de demain, cela ne pose aucun problème…..Ma nouvelle secrétaire les accompagnera dans l’après-midi avec un chauffeur ! »Dit Maîtresse Xaviera, à son interlocutrice, tout en continuant de fumer sa cigarette, avant de raccrocher son téléphone, et faisant signe à Géraldine, si elle avait compris la conversation .« Mmmpphhh ! ‘Ui , Mai’resse ! Mmmpphhh ! » Répondit la secrétaire, en acquiesçant de la tête, son regard s’attardant sur Slutty qui couinait doucement ,les yeux embués et commençants de se voiler par son esprit, qui commençait de s’affoler sous l’effet du cocktail .« Maîtresse Maryse a un tournage de film SM latex demain….Deux de ses figurants ont décommandés, elle a tout de suite pensé à nous….Et elle désire Amanda, qu’elle a aperçu dans les toilettes l’autre soir, et l’autre de mon choix….Tu n’auras qu’a prendre Joy ,et emmène donc ma petite « Pink Lady », elle fera sensation….Et qui sait, Maîtresse Maryse te trouvera peut être une occupation….Mais retourne donc travailler, et tu viendras promener ma chienne avant d’aller au réfectoire pour manger !« Ordonna Maîtresse Xaviera, en claquant de nouveau, une fessée sur les petites fesses de sa soumise-secrétaire étroitement gainée de leur jupe de latex rose« Mmmpphhh ! ‘Ui , Mai’resse ! Mmmpphhh ! » Soupira Géraldine, en repartant vers son bureau, tout en tortillant ses petites fesses sous le regard de la Directrice, l’esprit déjà de se voir tourner dans un film SM.En refermant la porte, Géraldine entendit Maude gémir sous une nouvelle brûlure, de concert avec Slutty, qui saouler au cocktail aphrodisiaque, recevait une nouvelle décharge électrique, qui cette fois la fit couiner presque d’euphorie.

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a tu et à toi : LillyTes mains, jointes au dessus de ta tête, sont liées aux barreaux du lit. Tes pieds, bien écartés l’un de l’autre sont liés eux aussi. Tu es couchée sur le dos, aveuglée par un bandeau opaque. Tu n’entends que ta respiration. Une porte s’ouvre. Des bruits de pas. Tu te contractes. Les liens sont solides. Combien sont ils? Sans doute deux ou 3 personnes. Ils ne parlent pas. Tu sens quelqu’un qui s’approche. Quelqu’un s’assied sur le lit. Tu sens une respiration chaude te caresser la peau. C’est très agréable. Tu te détends. Un parfum fruité émane de cette personne. Une main te touche. Très légèrement. A peine un frôlement. Sur ton visage. Tes lèvres. Puis la main descend sur ta poitrine. Passe dessous tes seins, y dessine des arabesques. Une douce chaleur s’empare de ton corps. La tension, toujours présente, s’atténue. La main caresse l’intérieur de tes cuisses. Tu sens la présence d’autre(s) personne(s) dans la pièce, mais toujours aucune parole. Une langue vient se poser sur tes lèvres, les caresse. Puis descend sur le haut de ta poitrine. canlı bahis La main caresse ton sexe toujours très doucement. Lentement, tes hanches se mettent en mouvement, à la rencontre de cette caresse si douce. La langue se pose sur une aréole, aussi légère qu’un papillon. Tu laisses échapper un gémissement. Un doigt touche ton clitoris, le bouscule, revient le caresser. Tu fais un effort pour écarter tes jambes, liées; pour t’offrir à cette caresse. La langue danse un slow avec tes tétons, sur le rythme de ce doigt qui titille ton clitoris. Puis la bouche descend. Sur ton ventre. Sur tes hanches, ton nombril. Puis à la jointure de tes cuisses. Tu gémis un peu plus fort. Soudain, toute la chaleur humide de cette bouche s’empare de ton sexe. Tes hanches se tendent vers cette caresse. Tu gémis plus fort. A part les respirations qui se font plus fortes, toujours aucun bruit. Puis cette langue qui semblait se retenir, envahit tout ton sexe, se glisse entre tes lèvres. Un doigt inquisiteur vient la rejoindre. Te fouille. Va plus loin. Ecarte les parois vaginales. bahis siteleri Puis entame un mouvement de va et vient. La langue et le doigt ont le même mouvement circulaire. Ils se rejoignent, s’écartent sur un rythme qui s’accélère. Tu entends un léger clapotis un peu plus loin. Tu imagines un homme qui se masturbe. Tu vois son sexe et sa main qui va et vient. Cette vision te prend au bas ventre. Tu as envie de prendre la tête de cette femme, de la presser contre ton sexe, mais tu es immobilisée. Tu sens le lit bouger, une présence plus proche. Tu sens le lit aller d’arrière en avant. La femme pousse un grand ooooh de soulagement. Tu ressens un mouvement de va et vient. Tu imagines cette femme qui te lèche se faire prendre en levrette juste devant toi, et ça met le feu à tout ton ventre. Tu cries. Elle introduit un deuxième doigt dans ton sexe, et te lèche avec plus de force. Tu sens les coups de butoir de l’homme qui se répercutent entre tes jambes. La femme arrête souvent de te lécher pour gémir. Sur ton sexe, la langue adopte le rythme de l’homme, bahis şirketleri ponctué de ooh, hmm, aah. Tu sens comme une boule de feu qui grossit dans ton ventre. Plus chaude, plus forte, et soudain elle explose. Ton corps se contracte avec une v******e rare. Sur ton sexe, tu sens les mouvements de la femme devenir désordonnés, brusques. Elle te mord l’intérieur des cuisses. L’homme grogne. Tu entends un “clac” régulier. Est ce qu’il la fesse? Ses cris se font plus forts, suppliants. Les grognements de l’homme se font comme interrogateurs. Deux grands “OUI” semblent l’encourager. Puis un grand “aaaah”. Tu sens le lit qui bouge, l’homme se rapprocher. Puis un vit chaud et humide se poser sur tes lèvres. Tu les ouvres. Il s’y introduit. Tu as à peine le temps de le toucher de ta langue, que tu sens un liquide chaud et gluant se déverser par jets dans ta bouche, et sur ton visage. Tu sens la femme qui revient t’embrasser, te nettoyer de cette souillure, puis t’embrasser tendrement. Tu les entends s’embrasser aussi. Puis le lit remue de nouveau pendant que doucement, tu reprends tes esprits. La porte s’ouvre et se ferme, puis s’ouvre et se ferme à nouveau quelques instants plus tard._ Alors?C’est ma voix. Je te caresse, j’enlève le bandeau qui t’aveugle. Je t’embrasse sur le front.

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