Mistis’ Adventures Part 175

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Mistis’ Adventures Part 175Zane had gone to run some errands, including getting some warranty work on his car, done. Falina was puttering around the house, and straightening up a few things, when she heard the front doorbell ringing. She hadn’t dressed this morning, and went and looked out the spy hole to see who it was. She was surprised to see the neighbor from down the street, turn his back as if to walk away.She had the chain in place, so she cracked the door and spoke to him. “HEY! Is Zane around? He said he was having some problems with his set up. I had some time, so I thought I would come look at it for him. Falina was hesitant to open the door, but realized that he was doing this out of kindness for a friend. She grabbed a towel she had been using to dust, an old bath towel, and wound it around herself, like a sarong. She pushed the door all the way shut, slid the chain off its runner, and opened the door. “Come on in.” she invited. “Zane went to take care of some business, but I expect him back any second, now. Can I offer ya some coffee, or something else to drink?”He came in and told her, “Yeah, Please. A cold soda would be nice.” She excused herself and went into the kitchen to get his drink. “Would you like a glass and some ice with it?” He answered, “No, Ma’am. Just the can or bottle, which ever it’s in will be good.” She came back and handed it to him, and received his thanks. He stepped over in front of the flat screen TV. “He said he can’t get the CD to play on here. Is there a CD in the player?” They had watched a couple of discs just a day or 2 ago, and, as far as she knew, one of them was inside and ready. “I think there is. Here’s the remote. Pop it out and see if there’s one inside.”She explained further, “We watched some three nights ago, but we tried night before last, and it wouldn’t play. Zane said he was going to get you to look at it. Poor guy can make heavy stuff sing and dance for him, but can’t work a smart phone. That’s why he uses an old flip phone. He’s lost if he tries to do things with electronics.” The neighbor laughed. “I’m just the opposite. I can do and fix anything electronic, but can barely change a flat tire. I usually bust my knuckles when I have to do that.” “By the way, my name is Raymond, but all my friends call me Whitey, cause of my white hair. Been like this all my life. My wife is Lylan. She’s from Vietnam. She came with the boat people, and was held in Australia for a year, but had an aunt, and came here. I was doing some contract work at one of the Holding Centers, and met her. We went out a few times, and she got a job cooking in a restaurant. I went in and saw her, and we went out a few more times. Ended up married to her. Best move I ever made. She takes such good care of me, and is more fun than I ever saw anywhere. Cute as a button, too. She’s almost 40, and can pass for a teenager. When we go to places that have an age requirement, she gets carded every time. She enjoys it though.”He pulled the set out and looked in the player and saw the disc inside, and fiddled with the wires in the back, and found one that wasn’t in all the way. He pushed it in, and checked a few more things. “That ought to take care of it. Let’s see what we got, now.” He stepped back from the set, and pointed the remote at it, punching a button with his thumb. He reached over and turned the TV on, grinning sheepishly. “Lylan says if it wasn’t glued on, I’d forget my head.” The TV came on, and the menu was on. He hit the “Play” button and a sharp, clear picture came on the screen. Falina was shocked, but remembered that they had been watching the CD they had made down at the river. Falina was naked, and on her back, and Francis was fucking her, as she cried out from his efforts. It faded into a close up of his dick driving in and out of her pussy, then to her face, as she threw her head back, sobbed, amasya escort and encouraged him to “fuck me harder!” His head went down and took one of her nipples in his mouth, as she was pulling him closer. At that point he raised up and the shot was from the side, showing her pussy accepting his dick as he long donged her. It looked much bigger on the CD.She rose quickly, intending to shut it off, but her feet tangled, and she fell in front of her chair, her towel slipping off, leaving her completely exposed to his eyes. She rolled to her back, trying to get up, but the towel had gone around her feet, and it was if she was tied. Whitey was looking at her, and it was clear that he was enjoying what he was looking at. Frustrated, she sat up and untangled her feet from the wayward towel, and stood up, muttering oaths in Mexican. Whitey burst out laughing, and she looked over and saw that he was exposed his own self. He had been wearing a pair of lose shorts, sneakers, and a T shirt. His erection from what he was seeing, was sticking out the leg of his shorts. He was no slouch, either. Falina stood gaping at the sight, her mouth open. She was completely naked, her hair had come undone, and was partly over her shoulder, and the rest hanging down her back. He was slouched in the chair with his shorts leg riding up, and his dick hanging out in plain sight. The doorbell rang, and forgetting everything else, she went over and opened it and saw a very pretty Oriental woman standing there. “Hi. I’m Lylan. From down the street, My husband was coming over to fix the CD for Zane. Is he still here?” It hadn’t dawned on Falina that she was still completely naked, and she opened the door, and invited her in, also. Lylan smiled at the picture that greeted her. Her husband sitting with his cock out, like it was getting a breath of fresh air, and this VERY naked, but, also, VERY attractive woman, who she knew to be Mexican, standing in front of him, looking disheveled, as if fresh from a roll in the hay. She was known to have put her shoes under the “wrong” bed, more than once, her own self, and knew the effect an attractive woman could have on a man. She had used it to her advantage more than once. “Did I walk in on something, or you fini, already?” Whitey smiled at his wife. “Nothing, yet, Manoi. Maybe, later.” With a doubtful look on her face, she smiled at each of them, as if to say, “You REALLY expect me to believe THAT?” Instead, she said,”Okay. You wan’ do something, tell me. I come back later. I gibe you time you can choi, too much. You wan’ boom boom, it’s okay wit’ me.” Not exactly understanding her speech, Falina was getting the gist of what she was saying. “Oh NO!!! It’s NOT like that at all. Whitey just finished fixing the set, and the movie was of us a few days ago. I was embarrassed, and trying to turn it off. When he came to the door, I was naked, and grabbed the towel to cover myself. I jumped up and the towel came off, and tangled my feet, and I fell in the floor. I had just stood up, and you came to the door, and the rest you’ve already seen. Nothing happened, and wasn’t GOING to happen.”Lylan was smiling, and went over and touched her shoulder. “I know. YOU husband come my house a few day ago. I do same same, an’ he fuck me two time. He VER’ happy he got my pussy. He fuck me many time, awready. You wan’ gibe my husband choi you, it okay for me. He ver’ good fuck, an’ lub eat pussy, too. Some time I look look while he choi other woman. I like see him choi other pussy. Make we bot’ VER” happy.”They heard the door open between the kitchen and the garage. “HONEY!!! I’M HOME!!!” Zane stepped into the living room, and smiled at the sight that was in front of him. “Honey. Ya don’t have ta pay Whitey for fixing the CD. We help each other out. HI, LYLAN!!!”He spied the display that Whitey was giving them. “Got a good look, EH? escort amasya Wanna do something with that stiffy ya got? Ya got a choice between Mexican and Vietnamese. Whichever ya want.” Falina turned bright red in the face. “See how cute she is when she blushes? Looks like her face is on fire, don’t it? Honey, why don’t ya fix your camera up and we’ll get some action shots of you and Whitey.”Lylan smiled at Zane. “I awready tell them go fuck, if they wan’. I like see Whitey fuck other woman. Make her soung hoa, and she cum too much. We look look them choi, then you can choi ME! OKAY?”Whitey’s answer was to peel his shorts down and take off his T shirt. He was in the habit, from marrying an Asian, of removing his shoes when he entered a house, so he was completely naked. Lylan was wearing a pair of shorts, and a halter top. She skinned the shorts down, and untied the strings over her neck, and behind her back becoming as naked as the other two. Zane pulled his cut off jeans down and took his T off as well. “Ya wanna used the beds, or go in the back yard?” Falina, seeing she had been outvoted, shrugged her shoulders, and put her word in. “I got chigger bit the other night, so I would want to use the bed. I had to use the Calamine twice to get rid of ’em.” She went to the drawer where she kept it, and took out the movie camera. “Ya wanna hold it or set it somewhere.” They all said they wanted to move it around so they could see the action, better. She held it out and Lylan took it. “Go lay down. My husband too horny, already. He wan’ fuck you, too much.” Falina smiled at her and remarked, “First time I EVER heard of a woman telling another woman to hurry and give her husband a shot of ass. How does he like to get started? Does he eat her pussy first, or does he just start fucking?” Lylan smiled back. “He wan eat you pussy, first. Make you sing and dance. He like hear woman call monkey.”Falina went over and stretched out on the bed, and crooked her finger to Whitey. “Come on, big boy. Let’s see what ya can do.” Whitey laid down beside her, and took her in his arms. He rolled to where he was just above her and kissed her. Lylan went to the edge of the bed. “Play she pussy, little bit, manoi. Make she horny, same same you. Then you ong lome, her. Make she ngap ngap, too much.”Whitey spun around, and she felt him pulling the lips of her pussy open. His tongue was licking the inside of her pussy, and he pressed down, exposing her clitty. She cried out as he licked across it. Then he sucked it in between his lips, and began to tongue it. Other lovers had been so gentle with her, but HE was attacking her without any thought of mercy. In spite of it, she was responding to his actions. She knew that some men liked a rough approach, and some women like to be treated rough. His dick was right in front of her face and she decided to return in kind to him. She put his dick in her mouth, and d**g her teeth across him hard enough to make him gasp. She was biting his member as if she was going to bite it, and he got harder than before. He started fucking her mouth, and moaning. He licked her inside the same way, biting her pussy lips with his teeth, hard enough to make her wince. He was acting as if he was in a battle, but she did something she had never done, before. SHE SQUIRTED!!! She had had some really hard orgasms, before, but, had NEVER squirted. He licked the juices from her legs and ass, and stuck his tongue inside of her, again. he was scrubbing the inside of her pussy, and it was getting her hotter than she had ever thought she could be. Suddenly she felt a scream torn from her throat. She was sweating, and he licked the inside of her thigh, and rimmed her ass hole. She felt as he pushed a finger inside of her ass, and began to slide it in and out, finger fucking her butt. She had only tried anal one time, with Zane on their honeymoon. amasya escort bayan He had used nearly a whole jar of Vaseline, and it had still hurt. They had never tried it again. She felt him raise up and turn around. He put his face next to hers, and kissed her. This was more like it. She liked the romantic way better. She felt something drag across her thigh. He rolled her over and his dick went inside her ass. He didn’t go easy, either. He rammed it inside of her, but by the time she recovered her breath, he was fucking her anally, like others had fucked her pussy. It stung a little bit, but was getting easier to take, a little at a time. She was relaxing, and it was feeling better and better. She was on her tummy, and he was on her back, and pounding away. She began to roll her hips in response to his thrusts. “”Next time, you’ll beg me to butt fuck you. Wait and see. Most women don’t like it the first time, but after the second or third time, they LOVE it, and want it more. You got a nice, tight ass hole. Feels like fucking a cherry girl.”She reached up and pulled his head down, and kissed his cheek. “Go ahead and cum in my ass for me. I want to see what it feels like to have you cum in my ass.” He raised up and started pounding even harder. She felt his spasms, and knew that he was ready. She raised her hips, and he pushed in deeper than she could imagine, and she felt every drop of his sperm hitting the inside of her gut. it made her scream, again, AND squirt from her pussy. She could feel the wet sheets under her. He finished shooting inside her, and she felt something. Zane was handing her a wet towel, Whitey pulled out of her, but he was just as hard, now, as he had been in the living room. she stayed as he wiped her butt, and handed back the used towel. Thankfully she had taken a dump earlier.She rolled over and he entered her vagina. It was as if he had never cum. He was as stiff as a board. She felt him go inside and their bellies slapped together and he was fucking her in her pussy. She discovered that it felt much better this way. It had made her even hotter to get he ass fucked first. Whitey had pulled a pillow down and put it under her ass, and was pinning her legs as he continued fucking her. She got her legs lose, and wrapped them around his waist. SHE was going to teach HIM a few things about fucking, too. She locked her ankles around him a nd pulled her pelvis up to meet his thrusts. He was standing on the tips of his toes, and his weight on his elbows, shoving his prick deep inside of her. She was moaning and sobbing, as he drove wildly into her. She felt the tell tale spasms of a man getting ready to cum, but nothing happened. he continued to fuck her. She was wondering if she had missed something as she had cum before. Maybe this was their 3rd time. He was grinding HIS pelvis into HER. Her legs went, unbidden, as wide and as straight up as she could stretch them. She rolled her head to the side. Zane was still working the camera, but Lylan was giving him a blow job. Zane would move to get a different angle, and she would release him, and start over when he had moved.Zane was standing over them and was getting direct shots of his dick going in and out of her pussy. That was why he had started long donging her. The thought of seeing another man’s cock reaming her snatch was too much for her. She screamed and felt her self imploding. She clamped down with her pussy, and Whitey was giving her another HUGE dose of cum. She clung to him, kissing him and thanking him for fucking her so completely.She felt him raise up off of her and fall beside her. She heard another sound. IT came from their window. Mr. Vincent was smiling at them. “HI, NEIGHBOR!!! Heard ya from the alley and came to see if you were alright. Took a few pictures to see if the stop action is what I expected. I’ll give ya some copies of what I have. See ya later.”Falina, unlike many others, wasn’t upset. She was trying to figure a way to get this nice gentleman, AND Mr. Blankenship, both, to fuck her. Both had impressed her. Besides, you COULDN’T be TOO nice to good neighbors.

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just imagine (titty bondage)please be aware this is the first story i have written in a very long time. it is based on a sexting session i had so its fantasy not reality. so its probably not my best work. but have fun reading. feel free to leave comments about improvements that can be made.when we first meet i do not say a word but with my guiding hand on your shoulder i direct you to go down on your knees. i position myself behind you reaching my hands down both side of your body i clutch the bottom of the sundress you are wearing and in one swift movement I pull it over your head exposing most of your body to me only a small pair of knickers cover you. as i walk to face you i immediately I reach down and twist your nipples. Followed closely by my mouth latching on and sucking hard while my tongue flicking around your nipple. Then I stand you up, leaning down and taking a small knife from my goodies bag i place the dull side of the knife against the flesh of your hip slowly moving it upwards til it slips under the fabric of your knickers and with one quick movement up and away form your body i cut through the fabric, slowly i move to the other side and do the same thing. but your knickers didn’t fall as planned so using my foot i gently nudge the inside of your legs, so you open them wider the tattered piece of fabric alanya escort falls to the floor leaving you standing there completely naked. Then i motion you to sit on the floor again this time on your bum but leaning back with your hands behind supporting you with you legs up bent at the knees feet on the floor but your legs apart. i then take my place kneeling next to you I reach in to my goodies bag this time pulling out two nipple clamps connected with a chain and a small bullet vibrator. i attach the clamps to your nipples adjusting them to the right amount of pressure giving them a gentle tug to make sure they are secured properly. i then take the bullet vibrator and start working clit. slowly i work your clit while gently or roughly pulling on the chain that hanged from you nipples i hear your breathing quicken and soon feel your body tense up as i bring you to orgasm.after a moment to catch your breath I take the nipple clamps off and softly blow on your swollen nipples. once again without a word i motion for you to lay down on the floor, I kneel down next taking you nipple in my mouth I continue to work your clit then. i reach over to the goodies bag once more pulling out a 7″ vibrator i waste no bring it to your pussy, sliding in between you lips to making it lubed up before sidling it in to your escort alanya pussy. while working your pussy with the vibrator I nibble, suck, bite playing with your tits til i hear your wonderful moans once again.taking a slightly longer drinks break this time we sit in silence. laying you back on the floor once more I reach into my trusty bag once more and pull out some candles. lighting the candles i hand you the vibrator wasting no time you start working your clit once more. i position myself standing above you candles in hand i slowly and methodical drip the wax apon your breast while you continue to play with your pussy. then begin to drip lower down your chest, down your stomach and towards you pussy, as the first drops land on on your outer lips another orgasm ripples through your body. seeing this i decide to not go any further with the wax and blow out the candles.I put down the candles and walked from the room for a moment returning with a bowl of ice. i kneel down at your side once again i reach for my knife using the dull side of the blade i take my time and sc**** wax exsposing the red raw skin under it, then hold the ice cube in my closed fist i let the cold water drip through my finger onto your flesh watching your bodys reaction to odd sensation. For the last time i reach into my my goodies alanya escort bayan bag and pull out 2 little needles each with rings on the end and a length of red ribbon. I take the vibrator from you because I want no distractions from what comes next. Sit across your stomach pining you arms under my legs. I then take one of the needles and stick it through your left nipple, i feel your body flinch from the pain, i flip over ring closing the loop over so it’s locked in place, then do the same to the right nipple. i proceed to thread the ribbon through the both of the rings on your nipples. with them linked i pull on the ribbon and watch as your breast squish together in the middle of you chest. then using the ribbon like a dogs lead i gentle pull you back up so you are once again on your knees. I then grabbed the bottle of lube placing it between your tits i give it a squeeze, the cold lube sends a shiver over you. i then position my cock underneath your tits and slowly ease my cock between them, after a few strokes i start to build up a rhythm. Each thrust of my hips makes your tits bounce pulling on the needles in your nipples. with how excited i am it doesn’t take long til i give one final thrust poking the head of my cock out of the top of your tits and shooting burst after burst of white hot cum hitting your chin, neck and dribbling your chest.i took a moment to regain my composure, then i slide my cock from between your tits. i remove the ribbon from the nipple rings. and we both collapse on to the floor exhausted but with a big grins on our faces.

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Mrs. J.Summer break between high school and college, my last chance to live it up before I had to get serious. I decided to head over to my best friend’s house. I met Jeff in 8th grade, and we’d been pretty much inseparable ever since, at least until I found girls.Normally I’d call ahead, but it had been raining for the past several days, so our phone wouldn’t work. Happened every time.Since he lived close, I walked over. Unlike the last few days, today was sunny, hot and humid. By the time I got there, I was drenched in sweat.I knocked on the door, no answer. Strange. I knocked again, louder, then heard someone walking, rapidly, in the house.The door flung open. It was Jeff’s mom, Mrs. J. To this day, I don’t know her first name.“What the hell….” She spat. “Oh, sorry RJ, I thought it was one of the neighbor k**s.” “They’ve been pestering me all day to use the pool.”“Nope, just me.” I grinned. “Jeff here?”“No, he’s not.” She frowned. “He got called into work, guess somebody didn’t show up.” “Won’t be back before 11 or so.”“Well shit…oops.” I sputtered, blushing. “Didn’t mean to say that, at least not out loud.”“That’s OK RJ.” She said. “While I don’t approve of foul language, you’re old enough to do as you see fit.” “You wanna come in, you look hot?“I don’t want to intrude.” I said. “I’ll just head back home.”“Nonsense.” She smiled. “In all honesty, I’d like the company.”I followed her into the house and sat at the kitchen table. I could see the pool through the glass doors. Not too many people in our area had pools, so it was a pretty big deal. I’d swam there more times than I could remember. Mrs. J. caught me looking.“Want to go for a swim?” She asked. “I was just getting ready to get in myself when you knocked.It was only then I’d noticed she was wearing a cover-up, and there were several empty beer cans on the counter. She appeared to be a bit tipsy, odd, I’d never seen her drink before.“I don’t have a suit.” I lamented. “I’m sure I could chase up something.” She grinned. “After all Jeff was on the swim team, he’s got suits everywhere.”“Cool.” I beamed. “I’d love to.” She returned several minutes later with one of Jeff’s old suits.“Thanks Mrs.J.” I chirped, then ducked into the bathroom to change.It was all I could do to squeeze into the suit, it was a speedo type that didn’t cover much, and Jeff was probably 20 pounds lighter than me. I wrapped a towel around my waist and headed to the pool.Mrs. J. was already out there, and was peeling off the cover-up as I walked out.I stopped dead when I saw her. I’d seen her in swimsuits many times, but this was different. Before, she’d always worn a conservative one-piece, but not today.She saw me stop, then smiled. “Hope you don’t mind.” She said. “I wasn’t expecting visitors.”She stood there in the tiniest bikini I’d ever seen. It was bright orange, and barely covered…well anything.She smiled, looking down at herself. “I can change if this bothers you.”“N-No.” I stuttered. “W-Wear w-whatever you w-want.”“Can I get you something to drink before we get in.” She asked. “Soda, beer?”“I’m not old enough to drink.” I complained.“Well, I’m having a beer, and if you want one, I won’t tell.” She giggled. “Besides, who’s going to see anyway.”“Then I’ll take one.” I answered.I downed about half in one gulp, then burped softly, hoping she didn’t hear.“There’s more in the fridge.” She said. “Help yourself.”I finished this one, then grabbed another and headed to the pool.Mrs. J. was already in the pool on a float, sunning herself. God she was stunning! She was about 5’6’’, 125lbs or so, nice wide hips and ample, firm tits. She could easily pass for 30, even though she was in her early forties. She had chestnut hair, cut in a short bob, and pale blue eyes. She had a nice tan going, but I didn’t see any tan lines. She either wore an even smaller bikini to sunbathe, or she didn’t wear anything.FUCK!!…that thought had me hard as steel almost instantly. I dove in the pool, quickly, hoping she wouldn’t see.I puttered around in the pool trying not to look at her, and hoping my raging hard-on would subside. Just as I was regaining my composure, she called out.“RJ, would you get me another beer?”I popped out of the pool, got her a beer, then, knowing there was no way I could walk back without her seeing my boner, went back to the pool. I slid back into the water and handed her the beer.“Thanks RJ.” She purred. “You’re a dear.”“No aksaray escort problem Mrs. J.” I smiled, trying not to look at her nipples, even though they were threatening to rip through the thin material of her top.After 2 beers, I had to hit the john, so I excused myself. I considered beating off, but knew I’d be hard again in no time, so why bother.I snagged another beer for each of us, then jumped back in.“RJ, can I ask you a question?” Mrs. J. inquired.“Sure Mrs. J.” I said. “You’ve got a girl, right?” She probed.“Yeah, Patty.” I answered. “She’ll be a senior in the fall.”“Have you two had sex yet?” She asked.I nearly spit out a mouthful of beer. Then stood there, stunned, not knowing what to say.“I mean.” She explained. “You’re starting college in the fall, it would be a real shame if you were a virgin.” “College girls will eat you alive if they find out.”I had managed to regain some sense. “We’ve…done it… a few times.” I sputtered. “I imagine it’s more than ‘a few times’.” She laughed. “I know how horny guys your age are, after all I was your age once.”The beer was making me alot braver than I usually would be. “Well, if I’m being honest, the only reason I’m not over there now, is she’s out of town with her parents.” “Whenever we’re together, we…well…you know.”“Yeah, I do know.” She grinned. “And if that thing in your trunks if half as big as I think it is, you must really rock her world.”“I-I-I…” I stammered, not quite knowing what to say. “I haven’t heard her complain.”Mrs. J. slid off the float, then hopped up and sat on the edge of the pool. She reached behind her back, untied her top and tossed it to me.“Her tits as nice as mine?” She smiled, bouncing them in her hands.I stared at her boobs, transfixed by the sight. If my cock was hard before, now it was ready to explode.“Hers are bigger.” I said. “But yours are…VERY nice.” “Want to touch them?” She purred. “I’d really like you to.”I moved between her knees and placed my hands on her tits, massaging the nipples and firm skin, making her sigh. Then I kissed each nipple in turn and nibbled them softly.She placed her hands on my head and pulled me to her bosom. “That’s nice, please don’t stop.”I continued suckling her tits, eliciting soft moans and causing her to quiver.After a few minutes, she pulled me off her breasts, kissed me deeply, then stood and removed the rest of her bikini. She dove into the pool, U-turned and surfaced behind me. She wrapped her arms around me, then spun me around. Shoving her tongue down my throat, her hands slid down my chest and stomach until she found what she was looking for.“Take off your suit.” She commanded. “Hop up on the edge.”I did as I was directed, and she grinned wickedly when she saw my cock.“It’s even bigger than I thought.” She beamed. “It will do nicely.”With that, she bent down and kissed the head of my dick. “Patty do this for you?” She proceeded to swallow most of my engorged member, bobbing slowly, then stood up smiling.“Actually, yes she does.” I answered. “And more.”“Well, let’s see how I compare.” She purred, then returned to sucking my cock.It didn’t take too long before I grunted and came, filling her hot mouth with my cum. She swallowed everything I gave her, then let my deflating rod slip from her lips.“I haven’t done that since my husband died 7 years ago.” She admitted. “I imagine I’m a bit out of practice.”“You are not.” I stated, deadpan. “That was incredible.”“Better than Patty?” She smiled.“Well, yes.” I admitted. “But you’ve had alot more experience than she has.”Mrs. J. pulled me out of the pool, spread out some towels and had me lay down. She stood over me, legs on either side of my shoulders.I looked up into her dark red haired pussy and grinned. Her lips were open slightly and I could see her wetness.She sat on my chest, allowing me an even better view of her cunt. Before she could protest, I grabbed her ass and slid her onto my face, burying my tongue in her trench immediately.She yelped and grabbed my head. “OH GOD!!” She nearly screamed.I petted her clit with my tongue, then probed every crease, returning to her pleasure button frequently.In just a very few minutes, she shivered, pulled my head into her veeand orgasmed. She spasmed for a minute or so, then slid down and collapsed on my chest, panting.“Jesus, you’re good at that.” She cooed. “Patty’s a lucky girl.”I laid there grinning like the Cheshire Cat, escort aksaray fondling her ass cheeks. My cock was raging, and had wedged itself in her slit, not entering her, but laying between her labia.I rolled her over carefully, then parted her thighs and in one swift motion, plunged into her sopping cunt. I stopped at full penetration. She would have screamed, except I had my mouth clamped tightly over hers, force feeding her my tongue.Just as she was getting used to my intrusion, I started jack-hammering her, slamming my dick into her with abandon. I was either going to split her in half, or die trying.Mrs. J. grunted every time I hit bottom, the pitch increasing as she approached orgasm. Shortly, she came, mouth open, eyes rolled back in her head. I fucked her through 2 more orgasms before I exploded into her tight pussy, blasting what felt like a gallon of cum into her greedy cunt.I held her until we had both recovered to some degree, then laid down beside her.Now that her lust had subsided, she became apologetic and upset.“I’m sorry RJ.” She sobbed. “I don’t know what got into me.” “I haven’t had sex since John died.” “You must think I’m some kind of pervert or something.”“I can’t imagine how lonely you must be.” I caressed her cheek, then kissed it softly. “I didn’t do anything I didn’t want to do, and I don’t think you did either.” “We’re both adults, don’t be so hard on yourself.”“I was just having such a bad day.” She lamented. “I couldn’t stop thinking about John.” “Everything reminded me of him.”“I figured if I got drunk enough, I might forget for awhile.” She confessed. “Then you showed up, and I was just SO horny, well, I just couldn’t…”I held her as she broke down, sobbing uncontrollably. Eventually, she cried herself out, then looked up at me.“You can’t possibly think I’m attractive.” She moaned. “I’m so old, and you’ve got a young, pretty girl to play with.”“I think you’re stunning Mrs. J.” I said. “You could easily hold your own with girls Patty’s age.” I wasn’t lying, other than a couple stretch marks from having k**s, she looked just as good as my girlfriend.“That’s sweet of you to say.” She sniffled. “I’m not sure I believe you, but it’s sweet of you to say.”I stood up, then pulled her to her feet. Taking her by the hand, I led her into the house.“Where are we going?” She asked, puzzled.“I’m going to shower the chlorine off you, dry you off thoroughly, then I’m going to put you to bed.” I answered.“But it’s only 4PM.” She protested. “It’s way too early for me to go to bed.”“I didn’t say you’d be alone.” I stated, smiling.“Oh…OH!” She exclaimed. “But…”“One way or another, I’m going to clean you up.” I said. “After that, it’s up to you.” True to my word, I showered her, washing her hair and lathering every square inch of her mature body. I took great care to rinse all the soap from her ample tits and her furry slit, then dried her gingerly, buffing her skin to a nice pink glow.I carried her from the master bath to the bed and laid her on the crisp sheets, then covered her with the blankets.“I’m going take my shower now.” I stated. “I’ll be back shortly.”I returned to the bedroom, feeling much better. Clean and fresh, ready for whatever was going to happen.Mrs. J. saw me enter the room, my engorged cock leading the way. “Do I really excite you that much?” She queried, staring at my dick.“You do.” I answered. “I think you’re a sexy, beautiful woman and I want to make you feel like one.”“I’d like that.” She purred. “It’s been a long time.”She threw back the covers and invited me into her bed. I wrapped her up in my arms and kissed her, momentarily taking her breath away.We kissed and caressed, enjoying the feel of each other. Her tits were extremely sensitive, so I spent much time stimulating them. She was starting to pant and squirm, enjoying what my hands and fingers were doing to her. Eventually, she started stroking my cock, causing it to swell to an even more impressive size, then sat up, intent on taking me into her mouth.I grabbed her hips, indicating I’d like her to sit on my face. She complied, then slid me down her throat. I have always loved to 69, something Patty and I did regularly.Now, we were in a race to see who could make the other cum first. Mrs. J. was good, almost too good, but I had the advantage of her being sex starved. After about 10 minutes, she orgasmed, bathing my face with her juices and while aksaray escort bayan I was cleaning up the delicious mess, I stiffened and came, filling her mouth with my load.She continued licking the cum that drizzled from my spent cock, when no more was to be had, she turned and laid down next to me.“You are much better at that than anyone your age should be.” She grinned. “You must spend alot of time with your head in Patty’s pussy.”“I do.” I boasted. “I love to please her orally.” “She really cums hard when I do.”“How often do you two get together?” She asked.“Pretty much all the time.” I answered. “My parents are cool, so we can play around at my house whenever we want.” “Her parents, however, would kill both of us if they knew.”“Well.” She stated. “Get it while you can.” “You’re only young once.”By now, I had recovered and was sporting another massive boner. Mrs. J. noticed, then smiled. “Ready to take my advice?” She asked.“What advice is that?” I inquired.Mrs. J. spread her legs, pointing to her wet, swollen pussy. “Get it while you can.” She purred.I fell on her, still not believing this beautiful woman wanted me to fuck her silly, and I was all too happy to oblige.I stuck my tongue into her mouth, as my dick impaled her. She gasped as I stretched her vaginal walls, shooting pleasure through her pelvis and out to the rest of her body.I looked into her eyes, they were afire with lust. She was really getting worked up.“Fuck me RJ.” She whispered. “Fuck me please.”I smiled. “With pleasure.”I started slowly, easing in and out of her wet, slippery tunnel, making sure to bump her clit with each stroke.Mrs. J. was starting to pant. “Faster.” She urged. “Fuck me harder.”I increased my speed, but only a little, I wanted to tease her a bit.She was having none of that. “I SAID FUCK ME, GODDAMMIT.” She screamed. “FUCK ME HARD, MAKE ME CUM SO HARD I PASS OUT.”Holy Shit!! This was a whole new level of intensity.I immediately started pounding her inflamed cunt, slamming myself into her with wanton abandon. I was going to give her the dicking of her life. I was 19 after all.After 30 minutes of clawing, flailing, screaming fucking, Mrs. J. had blown through several orgasms and was starting to babble and moan. “Ohhh…MMMMmmm…AAHHHHH!!!!” She shrieked, then came again, digging her nails into my ass cheeks, pulling me even deeper into her pussy.By now, I was sweating and heaving, I’d given her all I had. I pumped into her sloppy slit one more time and exploded, injecting hot semen into every nook and cranny of her spasming cunt, then collapsed onto her chest, spent.We laid there, breath ragged, bathing in our respective afterglows, senses slowly returning.“Jesus Christ, RJ.” Mrs. J. exclaimed. “Where’d you learn to fuck like that?” “I’ve never…well ever…been…” She couldn’t find the words.I just grinned, enjoying seeing her brain scrambled by my efforts.“My God!” She shook her head. “How in the world does Patty keep up with you?” “She must be superhuman.”Still grinning I said. “She’s just as horny as I am.”“That must be something to see.” She said, incredulously. “I didn’t know it was possible.”She snuggled up next to me, and we must have fallen asleep. I awoke to her panicked voice. “Oh Shit!” She spat “Jeff’s home, he’s early.” “Stay here, don’t move, don’t even breathe.”Mrs. J. threw on a robe and went to greet her son. I could hear muffled voices, then she returned.“I managed to retrieve your clothes from the bathroom without Jeff seeing.” She said. “Get dressed, I’ll let you out through the sliding glass door.” “You’ll have to jump the fence, try not to make too much noise.”She kissed me one last time and hurried me out, sliding the door closed behind me.When I got home, my mom was sitting in the living room watching TV, dad was asleep on the couch next to her. “You have a good time at Jeff’s?” She asked.“Yeah.” I grinned. “We had fun.”Mrs. J. made it clear this was a one time thing, so I never got a repeat. Several months later I got a letter from her. “RJ, I wanted to thank you for our special time together.” “You made me feel like a woman again, after such a long time.”“I think I’m ready to move on, I’ll never forget John, but I need to let him go.”“Hopefully I can find someone who can love me like he did.”“And with any luck, maybe I can find one that can perform like you.”“You will always have a special place in my heart.”LoveMrs. J.I don’t know if she ever found someone, after I went off to college, I lost track of Jeff. He went into the military, and I went to pre-med. My parents moved shortly after I started college, so I never saw Mrs. J. again. To this day, I’ve always hoped she found happiness.

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Shanika at the Plantation Club Chapter 13Chapter 13 – The Old ManShanika and Yolanda stood together watched as the negro slave girl’s most recent master disappeared down the path to the cabins.”It’s time for you to get ready to go back home,” Yolanda said. “Let’s get you washed up.” The colored lady led the black slave into the barn and handed her chain over to Elois, the young attendant. Maya and Darla, the mother and daughter, had already been bathed and were waiting for the rest of the slaves making the return trip to be ready. The older married negress, Yvonne, stood with them. All three watched as Elois soaped Shanika up and hosed her off.After chaining them all together, Yolanda led them across the courtyard to the back benches of the now deserted auction area.”The van won’t be here for a while, ladies,” said she said, “so you might as well get comfortable.” The slave girls all sat on the bench facing away from the platform so they could see when the van arrived.”Yvonne?” asked Shanika, “How is it you started comin’ here? You said you was married when we rode out.””Well, that’s an interesting story,” she replied. “But it starts way before I ever heard of this club.”* * *”I was only sixteen at the time. Momma didn’t want me going to no public school. She said it was full of punks and low lifes and I was gonna have a chance to really learn somethin’. So, she sent me to catholic school. We weren’t catholics or nothin’, but she thought it was better than what else there was.”I had to ride the city bus to get there instead of the school bus, but so many of the other k**s who went there did that, it almost seemed like the school bus when we were on it. We all had to wear uniforms. I had a black and yellow plaid jumper that I wore over a white blouse. White knee socks and saddle shoes. Keep in mind that this was twenty five years ago.”That was the first time I ever thought about bein’ a slave. We was studyin’ the civil war and there was first hand accounts of negro slaves and a couple of those old time photographs. There was a diagram of how they layed the captured Africans out on the deck of the slave ship for transit, but the pictures that stuck in my mind showed real slaves standing in front of wooden shacks and there was this one drawing from the time that showed slaves being sold. They was wearin’ clothes, though, not like at the club.”I was one of the only black faces in the class and I remember how the other k**s looked at me afterwards. I couldn’t tell if it was because they was embarrassed for what their great great great granpappies did or if they saw me as a real life negro and wondered about me bein’ a slave.”Well, I know I thought about me bein’ a slave. Like in the pictures. At night I’d think about bein’ sold to some white massa who’d take me to his plantation and make me his house nigger. I knew it was some twisted shit I was thinkin’ about, and I was ashamed to think that way. What would Momma think if she knew what her little girl was imaginin’. But they was jus’ my own private thoughts, so she couldn’t know. I remember I gave Miz Clitty a real work out thinkin’ about that shit, if you know what I mean. Playin’ with Miz Clitty was somethin’ else she didn’t know about. ‘Course now, I know she knew all about it jus’ like every girl know about it.”One day I was on the bus comin’ home from school. It was real crowded, like always, on the first one after school let out. As usual, there was no place to sit, so I stood there holdin’ onto one of them polls. All of a sudden I felt somebody touch me. At first I didn’t think anything of it since it was so crowded. But I could swear there was a hand on my ass. I didn’t want to look around or let whoever it was know that I noticed. When we got to my stop I kind of looked when I was gettin’ off, but didn’t see anybody lookin’ back at me.”That night I remember I was extra horny and really went to town with Miz Clitty. I was the nigger house girl again, and Massa was puttin’ his hands all over my ass. After I got off, I thought about it some more. I put the stuff from what happened on the bus into my fantasy!”The next day on the ride home I was standin’ in the same place. It jus’ worked out that way. Then I felt it again. This time the hand was rubbin’ on me a little, not just stayin’ in one place. I didn’t do anything but keep standin’ there like I didn’t notice. Whoever it was took their hand away and then I felt it on my leg! They moved up my bare thigh and then put it back on my ass under my skirt but on top of my panties. I couldn’t believe it! But still, I didn’t let on that anything out of the ordinary was goin’ on. When I was gettin’ off at my stop I looked around and still couldn’t see who’d been doin’ it.”Man, did Miz Clitty get a workout that night! My Massa jus’ loved his little nigger slave girl. He couldn’t keep his hands off her ass. Of course I didn’t mind ’cause it felt so good. I caught myself startin’ to make too much noise and I was afraid Momma would catch me playin’ with myself. I didn’t know how to feel about it all. I felt kind of cheap havin’ jus’ stood there and not doin’ somethin’ to see who was gropin’ me and makin’ ’em stop. But I was imaginin’ it was my Massa on the plantation and it felt good.”All through school the next day all I could think about was ridin’ home and havin’ some stranger put his hands up my skirt and rub on my butt. I couldn’t concentrate or nothin’. Time moved so slow, it seemed like forever when the bell finally rang.”This time I make sure to stand in the same place as before. I felt strange since I was actually lookin’ for it to happen again. When I felt that hand goin’ up my leg and onto my ass I jus’ closed my eyes and thought of my imaginary Massa doin’ what the stranger was doin’. The hand went away as we came to my stop. Whoever it was knew that I was gettin’ off here. They really were feelin’ my ass, not jus’ anybody’s, since they remembered me. I looked around and finally noticed a gray haired old white man wearing an old suit and tie. He seemed like somebody’s granddaddy or somethin’ I couldn’t believe it was him, but thinkin’ back I remembered him bein’ there the other times.”Now my Massa had a face. I took care of Miz Clitty that night while I thought about him. Not sittin’ there on the bus in his wore out suit, but on the porch of the plantation house in one of those white suits. I know it sound stupid, but I was sixteen, and that’s what I thought a Massa should wear. He was rubbin’ on me and smilin’ up at me. And I was so proud to be his favorite nigger.”You can imagine I couldn’t keep my mind on anything at school the next day. My last class just dragged on and on. The teacher noticed I wasn’t payin’ attention and kept me after class to give me shit about it. She was all ‘blah, blah, blah’ and all I could think of was that my Massa was waitin’ for me. Yeah, I know it sound stupid for me to think of that dirty old white man as my Massa, but what can I say?”I ran out to the bus stop, but it was already gone. I waited for the next one hopin’ he’d be on it but, no. I was real disappointed. That didn’t stop me from thinkin’ about him that night. He’d be rubbin’ my ass and I’d be standin’ close to him and he’d say, ‘You my favorite nigger, Ruby.’ That was my slave name for myself. Ruby the precious one. I could hear my bed creak I was workin’ Miz Clitty so hard, but in my mind Massa was askin’ me, ‘You know you my favorite nigger, don’t you, Ruby?’ and I’d smile at him and say, ‘Oh, Massa, you is so kind.’ Don’t laugh, I know how it sound.”When I got on the bus to go home the next day I got a lump in the pit of my stomach when I saw he wasn’t there. I had missed him the day before and now he wasn’t gonna come back. It actually made me sad. Then it was the weekend. I couldn’t wait for Monday, though at night we were together. Jus’ the three of us. Massa, me, an’ Miz Clitty.”Monday on the way home, he wasn’t there. Tuesday neither. I was givin’ up hope. I was mad at that teacher for makin’ me miss the bus that time. I figger’d he’d stopped ridin’ that bus when I didn’t show up.”So you know I was happy when I saw him there on Wednesday. But for some reason the bus wasn’t as full as usual and I was the first one on and there were empty seats near the front. He was my Massa and everything, but he didn’t know it. He didn’t even know that I knew who he was. But now I’d have to go past empty seats so I could stand in my usual spot. If he saw me do that, he’d know I knew and he’d know I wanted it.”My stomach was in knots as I walked past those seats. I saw him looking at me while pretending to look out the window. I stood there where I usually stood and the bus filled up with my classmates. The bus lurched and I almost lost my grip on the poll and fell on him! I was so embarrassed! But I held on and stood there.”Before long I felt his hand on my leg again. I could feel my heart pounding and my hand was sweaty on the poll. He rubbed on my ass again over my panties and then he moved it down to my bare leg again and then back up, but through the leg hole! He was rubbin’ on my bare ass! It felt so good and I go so tingly!”We got to my stop and he took his hand away. I turned around and looked at him as I was gettin’ off the bus out the back door. For the first time I afyon escort saw him lookin’ back at me. He smiled at me. He had a kind smile. Just like I imagined my Massa would have.”I dropped my back pack on the floor when I got into the house and went right up to my room. Miz Clitty wasn’t gonna wait for bedtime. Massa was smilin’ at me and I was so happy and Miz Clitty was so wet! When I went to bed that night, Miz Clitty didn’t get no rest.”Thursday he was there. I was walking on air all the way to stand near him. I didn’t care about the empty seats this time. My secret was out, at least to the gray haired old man. He watched me walk down the aisle, but other than the smile he gave me, he didn’t let on he knew me or anything.”The bus filled up and lots of other k**s were standing as the bus pulled out of the stop. I felt his hand on my leg right away. He went straight under my panties through the leg hole this time. He even squeezed on me a little. I was so excited. I wasn’t ready for him to move his hand down between my legs and I made a little noise when he did. He was goin’ for my coochie and I wanted him to touch me there so bad. I moved my legs apart for him, but I guess my movin’ like that scared him and he pulled his hand away. He musta thought he was gettin too bold with me or somethin’ and didn’t understand that I was trying to make it easy for him!”I was relieved when I felt him put his hand back up on my bare ass and start to go for my coochie again. He must have noticed I opened my legs for him ’cause he put his hand there so that his finger was right on my slit. He had to be able to tell how wet I was, too. I was a little embarrassed for him know that, but with me opening up like that for him, he had to know I liked what he was doing. He even started rubbin’ on me. He sho’ had Miz Clitty’s attention!”Now, I had boys fingerin’ at me before, but they was clumsy. They’d accidentally pinch my tender parts while trying to shove their fingers in me and I wouldn’t be turned on at all. My coochie’d be dry and it would hurt. But Massa was gentle and it felt so good. Even better than when I touched myself. I closed my eyes and I was in heaven. Or at least on the porch of the plantation mansion, My white Massa playin’ with Miz Clitty.”I woulda missed my stop if I hadn’t felt his hand go away when we got there. I didn’t want it to end, but this was the end of the ride for me. I went down the steps of the back door and turned around and looked at him. This time I smiled at him, to make sure he knew I liked what he was doin’ to me. He smiled back and scratched his mustache with the finger he’d been playin’ with me with. Anyone else wouldn’t think nothin’ of it, but I knew he was smellin’ my scent. My legs got all wobbly. Other k**s tryin’ to get off almost pushed me out the door I was takin’ so long.”I stood and watched the bus go down the street and then went home. Like last time, I dropped my backpack and headed up the stairs. Me an’ Miz Clitty must have been makin’ too much noise ’cause Momma came and knocked on my door askin’ if I was ok. It kind of spoilt the mood. I told her I was fine, but it wasn’t ’til I went to bed that night that Massa an’ me were out on the porch. This time he was touchin’ my coochie and playin’ with Miz Clitty. He was smilin’ an’ tellin’ me what a good nigger I was. I was so happy and content.”I fell asleep dreamin’ about the plantation house with big green willow trees in the front and a big grass lawn and Massa in his white suit sittin’ on the porch. And me, his favorite nigger, standin’ beside him.”Friday. There he was on the bus, just like always. Lookin’ around, nothin’ more than a smile for me. My coochie was wet and Miz Clitty was ready. The weekend was comin’, and though I was happy to see Massa sittin’ on the bus, I was sad thinkin’ I wouldn’t see him again ’til Monday.”I felt like a fool to have a crush like this on this old white man. I was ashamed that I let him do to me the things that he did. I was humiliated that I liked it so much and wanted it so bad. I stood next to him like always.”And nobody knew. Nobody knew how I was carryin’ on this way. He didn’t even know what I was thinkin’ while he was gropin’ my ass and my coochie. We hadn’t exchanged even a single word. Just a smile. That and the fact that I kept coming back.”We pulled out of the stop, people bumpin’ into each other while we settled into the ride. Then I felt Massa’s hand on me. I moved my foot right away so my legs would be spread for him and he could get at my coochie easy. He musta noticed ’cause his hand went straight between my legs. He also had to see how wet I was for him. ‘Bout the only thing he didn’t know was that he was my Massa and I was his nigger. His favorite nigger, at that.”He took his hand away when we got to my stop. I didn’t look at his face, but I bet he was surprised when this time I didn’t get off. I made up my mind to stay on the bus. The weekend was just too long. The bus pulled away from the curb and in a minute his hand was back. I wondered what he must be thinkin’ seein’ as how I was still there. Whatever it was it didn’t make him wanna keep his hands to hisself! I could feel him playin’ with Miz Clitty and I could barely stay on my feet my legs was tremblin’ so much.”The next stop must have been a popular one ’cause so many people got off. Now there were lots of empty seats and if I didn’t sit down, I’d be the only one standin’. He musta known about that since he took his hand away when the doors opened. There was a seat open next to him so I sat down. We kept goin’ and we didn’t say nothin’ or even look at each other. It was so weird, sittin’ there, my coochie all wet from this old man havin’ his hand between my legs, and now we jus’ sat there like strangers sittin’ together by pure chance.”A couple of stops later he finally spoke to me, ‘This is where I get off.’ He stood up and since I already came this far I figger’d I’d just keep goin’. I stood up too and got off the bus with him. We stood there together while it pulled away, leaving a cloud of diesel exhaust behind. The other passengers who got off there all walked off to wherever they were going and only Massa and me were left on the curb.”‘Why’d you come here?’ he asked me. I told him I didn’t know, ’cause really I didn’t. ‘Shouldn’t you be home now?’ he asked. ‘Won’t your folks be worried?’ I told him I sometimes got home late so they wouldn’t worry for a while. Then he asked me if I wanted to go inside with him and I nodded that I did. We were on a street with shops on the street level and apartments on the second and third floors. He opened a door that went straight to a narrow staircase. There were metal mailboxes in the wall at the bottom of the stairs. Our footsteps echoed loudly as we climbed.”We went up one flight and then down the hall. He used a key to open the door to his apartment. It was small inside. There was just one window that looked onto the street. There was a kitchen against the back wall and he had a table and chairs near it. There was a TV near the window on a table and a big easy chair with worn upholstery in front of it. There was one of them oval shaped braided rugs on the wooden floor. He had some pictures on the wall. They was all old and looked like school pictures. There was one of a young white man in an army uniform with a flag in the background. It was old, too.”He sat in the chair and looked up at me. ‘Why’d you come here?’ he asked again. ‘What do you want from me?’ I was horrified to realize that he might think I was here ’cause I wanted to make trouble for him. What he did to me on the bus wasn’t right, really. Folks wouldn’t understand at all. Even knowin’ I liked it and wanted it wouldn’t make no difference.”‘It ain’t nothin’ like that, sir!’ I told him. I liked him a lot, and I trusted him and it hurt me to think he didn’t trust me. But I guess followin’ him home like I done spooked him. I told him I liked what he did and that he had to know that, seein’ as how I kept comin’ back. That made him relax some, but then he got angry with me.”‘What’re you thinkin’ of comin’ home with some strange man?’ he scolded me like he was my daddy. ‘You don’t know me. A pretty young girl like you. I could be some kind of pervert who’d **** you and leave you in the alley.'”I told him I ain’t never done nothin’ like this before and that the only reason I followed him home was that I liked him and was gonna miss him so much ’til Monday. I said I was sorry and asked him if he wanted me to go. I started cryin’ ’cause he was so disappointed with me.”He had me sit in his lap and he held me like that. He didn’t try anything with me or nothin’. Just held me in his lap like a little girl. I felt so close to him right then. So I started tellin’ him about my fantasy. About how I pretended we was on the plantation and he was my white massa and I was his favorite nigger.”He seemed kind of surprised by that. He told me it wasn’t right for nobody to call me no nigger. So I told him it was ok and that the way I meant it wasn’t no insult or nothin’ hurtful. I said that to me, bein’ his favorite nigger was a honor and that it made me feel proud.”‘So, you want me to be your massa,’ he asked. I nodded at him. ‘And jus’ what does a massa do?’ he wanted to know. escort afyon I said that to me a massa took care of his nigger and would touch her and praise her if she was a good nigger and pleased her massa the way he liked.”He kinda lost that granddaddy look in his eyes hearin’ that. Now I saw the same eyes he looked at me with when he was takin’ in my scent off his finger back on the bus the other day. He shifted around in his chair some and I could tell his dick was gettin’ hard.”‘I can’t believe I never asked you this, girl, but what is your name?’ he asked. ‘I can’t be your massa unless I know your name’ I thought about it for a second and said, ‘Ruby.'”‘Stand up, Ruby,’ he said. So I got up from his lap and stood in front of him. He just looked me up and down, standin’ there in my plaid jumper and white blouse. I didn’t know then that men really liked the schoolgirl fantasy and seein’ me all dressed up like that with my white knee socks and saddle shoes was like something out of a girlie magazine. But I could tell he was really turned on by me.”He didn’t tell me to, but I reached up under my skirt and pulled my panties down to my knees. His eyes were riveted on me. Then I picked up the front of my skirt and showed my coochie off for him so he would want to touch it. It musta worked ’cause he reached right out for it. He curled his hand and ran the backs of his fingers over my bush. It was like he was teasin’ me. Miz Clitty wanted to be touched so bad!”‘You look so fine, Ruby,’ he said. ‘Such a pretty girl.’ He put his finger in the top of my slit and traced it down between my legs. I spread as far as I could with my panties around my knees. He reached in and started rubbin’ on my coochie and pokin’ his finger in me. He played with Miz Clitty and I couldn’t hardly keep standin’.”‘Oh, Massa,’ I said, ‘Is I yo’ favorite nigga?’ I even started using that slave talk the white massas like so much. But then it was the first time I’d ever done it out loud. I could tell he liked it.”‘Of course you are, Ruby,’ he said. ‘You’re the best nigger a massa could have.'”It was just like my fantasy, except that we were in a one room walk up apartment instead of the plantation and he was wearin’ his same wore out suit that he always wore. But I didn’t care. I was Massa’s favorite nigger and he was strokin’ on my coochie. That wasn’t no fantasy, that was really happenin’.”His hand felt so good on me. He was gentle, but he was all in control. He was playin’ me like some kind of musical instrument. I was so excited by it. I know he could tell ’cause he started concentrating’ all his attentions on Miz Clitty. He rubbed faster and stronger as I got more and more excited. I could feel it comin’.”I felt so submissive to him it was wonderful. When I was almost there, I asked him, ‘Kin I cum, Massa? A nigga gots to ask permission.’ Sayin’ that made me tingle somethin’ fierce and I knew if he didn’t say yes it wasn’t gonna stop me.”He liked that a lot. ‘Yes, Ruby, you can cum,’ he said, ‘you such a good nigger.’ Oh, it felt so good! I never felt like that when it was just me an Miz Clitty. Massa made me cum good. I sat back in his lap, my coochie was all sloppy now, but Massa didn’t mind. He just held me and I felt so safe and happy.”After I calmed down I told him, ‘Thank you, Massa. You so good to yo’ nigga.’ And he smiled at me and said, ‘Well, Ruby, you are my favorite.'”He told me that it was gettin’ late and my folks would worry ’bout me and that he would walk me down to the bus stop.”I told him, ‘I gotta do somethin’ fo you, Massa. You treat yo’ nigga so fine.’ I could tell he liked that and it made me happy to please him talkin’ that way for him. But I wanted to do more.”He seemed kind of flustered and said that there was somethin’ I could do for him but he was too embarrassed to ask. I told him not to be embarrassed about nothin’ with his nigger and I’d do anything he asked and not think poorly of him.”I was kind of surprised when he asked for my panties, but if that’s what he wanted, I was gonna give ’em to him. I mean I was ready to do anything for that old white man right then and I mean anything. I had fooled around with boys before like I said, but I was still a virgin. I would have given him that if he asked for it and been happy about it. Tell the truth, I hoped that’s what he wanted.”They was still around my knees, I know, what a slut! I stood up and was gonna take ’em off for him when I started to get why he wanted them. So I pulled ’em back up so hard they kind of worked their way into my crack. I lifted up my skirt for him and spread my legs, offering him my coochie.”‘Please, Massa,’ I says to him, ‘touch you nigga’s coochie a little first.’ I was really wet already, but I wanted those panties soaking for my Massa. I could tell he was pleased when he figger’d out what I was up to and put his hand on me. When he took his hand back I asked him, ‘Massa, would you take yo’ nigga’s panties off for her?'”I was afraid he was gonna have a heart attack or something from the way he was breathin’ after that, but I guessed he jus’ really liked the idea. He grabbed my panties with both hands and slowly pulled them down. He had to lean forward and his nose was inches away from my coochie. I heard him inhale deep.”‘You like yo’ nigga’s scent, don’t you, Massa?'”‘Oh, yeah,’ he said, real quiet like.”‘Well, I hope her panties’ll do ’til I see you again,’ I said.”He pulled them down the rest of the way and I stepped out of them and let my skirt fall back down. He stood up and looked into my eyes. ‘You a sweet girl, Ruby. Thank you. I haven’t felt so good in a long long time, he said. ‘Can I kiss you?'”Can you imagine? He was so sweet! Here he’d just had his fingers all up in my coochie and he was askin’ if he could kiss me. I thought I was gonna melt. ‘You don’t hafta ask that, Massa!’ I told him, ”Course you can kiss me! I’s not playin’ wit’ you when I say I’s yo’ nigga. I is yo’ nigga and you is my Massa. You can do whatever you want wit’ me and I’ll do anything you want me to. Jus’ tell me what it is an’ I’ll do it.”So he kissed me right on the lips. Too bad my panties was already off ’cause I woulda got ’em even wetter for him. I almost was gonna open my mouth for him and give him my tongue the way the boys liked, but it wasn’t my place to start that. I wished he would, but it wasn’t my place.”He walked me down to the bus stop and waited with me until it came. It was gettin’ dark and the lights were on inside the bus. I had a hard time seein’ him through the reflections on the windows, but I waved at him and smiled.”Momma didn’t say nothin’ to me when I got home late like that, it was a relief. I went up to my room and changed out of my school clothes. ‘Course I had to put on new panties! It’s funny. That night I left Miz Clitty alone. I was afraid it would take away some of the memory of Massa’s touch. I went to sleep and dreamed about the plantation again.”I got on the bus on Saturday and went over to Massa’s apartment, but he wasn’t home. I waited around outside for a while and then I saw him walking down the side walk. When he saw me I could tell he was happy to see me. I went straight to him and walked with him back up to where he lived.”‘You sweet to come back, Ruby,’ he said. ‘I don’t know what to say.'”‘You ain’t gotta say nothin’, Massa,’ I told him. ‘I’s yo’ nigga from now on.’ I thought about it for a second and then asked him, ‘You do want that, don’t you? You want me to be yo’ nigga, right?'”‘Course I do!’ he said. ‘Old man like havin’ a fine sweet young thing like you? I still can’t believe it!'”He unlocked the door and we went in. Everything was just like it was the day before. He kissed me on the lips again and I put my arms around him. He told me I was still his favorite nigger. He so sweet. He asked me if my folks knew where I was. I told him no. Momma didn’t ask where I was goin’.”He said that wasn’t right, and that I should have at least tol’ her when I be back so she won’t worry. He was sounded like my daddy again. Then he say he sorry, but he got to punish me. I didn’t know what he meant and I hoped he wasn’t gonna send me away. But then he sat down on one of the kitchen chairs and tells me to pull down my pants and he watched while I did it.”I knew I was in some kind of trouble with him and he was cross with me when he saw my little surprise for him. I don’t know why, but I got the razor I used for my legs and took off all my coochie hair for him. I figger’d it was proper for a nigger to be shaved for her massa. When he saw that he couldn’t hardly stay mad at me.”‘You do that for me, Ruby?’, he asked. I tell him yes I did. He tol’ me it was sweet, but he still had to punish me for makin’ Momma worry about me. He tol’ me to come over to him and I kind of shuffled over to him since my jeans were down around my ankles. It’s funny but even after all I did with him the day before, showin’ him my coochie and him fingerin’ me I never felt embarrassed until now. Shufflin’ around with my pants down like that shamed me and I could feel myself blush. I don’t know if he noticed or not, me bein’ a nigger an’ all. I also could feel I was gettin’ wet. I bet he noticed that. I could smell it my own self.”He made me lay across his lap, and I knew he was gonna give me afyon escort bayan a spankin’. He rubbed on my ass a little and then he started hittin’ me with the palm of his hand. For an old man, he packed a whollop. The sound of his hand on my ass rang off the walls. I tried not to cry out so he’d be proud of me, but I couldn’t hold back the tears. He musta given me a couple dozen spanks before he let me get up. I stood there with my pants down rubbin’ on my burning ass. Well, my ass may have been burnin’, but Miz Clitty was on fire! I never thought a spankin’ would get me so hot. It hurt at first, but now the heat I felt made me so horny.”‘You understand why I had to do that, don’t you, Ruby?’, he asked. I nodded yes and wiped the tears out of my eyes and tol’ him how sorry I was to disappoint him like I did and how I wanted to be such a good nigger for him. He tol’ me I was a good nigger and he had to spank me like that to make sure I stayed a good nigger.”I looked at him and he looked a little flushed. I was happy to see he was as turned on as me. I got down on my knees in front of him, and even though I was afraid it might not be my place to do it, I tol’ him that he should let me do somethin’ for him.”I undid his pants and he got up a little so’s I could pull ’em down. His cock was standing straight up. I felt good I could get him like that and then I leaned over and started kissing and licking on him. I pushed his legs open and started sucking on his cock and reached in and started playing with his balls. He really loved that, I could tell. His eyes closed and he put his hands on my head. Not like that boy who made me put his dick in my mouth all pushy an’ shit. No, he just rested his hand on my head and stroked my hair. I kept sucking him and moving my head up and down on him. I looked up at him and he’d opened his eyes again and was looking right at me while I sucked him off. I let his cock slip out from my lips and grabbed it with my free hand and started strokin’ him off, still playin’ with his balls with the other.”I looked up at him and asked, ‘You like this, Massa? Is yo’ nigga treatin’ you good?’ He was so ‘cited he just nodded, never breakin’ away from lookin’ me in the eye. He was breathin’ hard and I could feel him buckin’ into my hand. I smiled as sweet as I could and kissed on the tip of his cock. I could feel the stirrin’ in his balls and knew he was about there. I took his cock head into my mouth for a second or two and then looked back up at him.”‘You wanna cum in yo’ nigga’s mouth, Massa? Huh? Or, maybe you wanna cum all over her black face. Do you, Massa?’ I talked to him in my little girl voice and I thought he was gonna explode. ‘Tell me what you want, Massa. You know yo’ nigga do it fo’ you.'”He was gettin’ all red an’ his cock was gettin’ all purple. Then I barely heard him say, ‘face.’ So I smiled sweet at him again and held his cock close to my face and kept stroking it. Next thing I know he’s spurtin’ all over me. I had cum in my hair, on my cheek, on my nose, and on my lips. I even got some in one eye.”But I didn’t care. The look on his face while he came all over mine was worth a little sting in the eye. I was surprised an old man could cum in buckets like that. When he stopped shootin’ off I started kissing it, all covered in his cum. Then I started in on it with my tongue and licked it all clean for him. After I was done, I just looked up at him again and smiled for my sweet Massa, his cum runnin’ off my face.”He was all out of breath and said, ‘Ruby, you’re the best nigger a massa could have.’ All I could say to that was ‘Thank you, Massa. Tha’s what I wanna be fo’ you.’ He tol’ me to go wash my face off and get naked. So I did and went to sit in his lap.”He held me like that, all naked for him, for a long while. Then he kissed me and said I better get home so nobody would worry about me. I stood up and he pulled me to him and kissed my nipples real soft while I rubbed my hands through his gray hair. I felt his hand going south so I spread my legs out for him so he could get to my coochie like he wanted. I think he really liked it shaved the way I had it. I was so glad to please him.”He finally stopped, too soon, I thought, and I got dressed. He walked me out the bus stop and waited with me until it came. I don’t know what people may have thought seeing us there together like that. It was obvious I wasn’t his grandbaby, but we didn’t care. I got on the bus when it came and watched him standing on the curb until he was out of sight.”When I got home, Momma wasn’t in the least worried. But at least concern for her had earned me a spanking from Massa. I knew I’d have to think of way to tell him they were more of a reward than a punishment.”Things went on like this for the rest of the time I was in high school. I’d always be looking forward to seeing him on the bus after school if he were there, and he usually was, I’d go stand on my spot, neither of us acknowledging the other. It was so naughty. No one knew that this old white man had his hand up my skirt playing with his nigger’s coochie the whole way along until empty seats opened up and I had to sit down. We’d get to his apartment and play. He was pretty frisky for an old man.”Sometimes we’d play colored schoolgirl and I’d let my panties drop and lift up my skirt for him so he could keep playing with my smooth naked coochie. He’d play with Miz Clitty until I’d beg him to let his nigger cum for him. Usually he’d get so worked up from that game that I’d have to suck him off and I’d go home with cum on my plaid jumper.”He learned that I loved the bare bottom spankin’s he gave his nigger. He seemed to like me with my pants pulled down for that, so we’d usually save it for weekends when I wasn’t already in my school clothes. He’d warm my ass up and and I’d get all wet and next thing I’d know he’d be putting Miz Clitty though her paces. I loved cumming while bent over his knee, my black ass squirming.”But no matter how it started, it always ended with him tellin’ me how I was his favorite nigger. And me going home wet.”One thing bothered me, though, and that was that he wouldn’t use my coochie for himself. He kept telling me I should save that for when I got married. It’s funny. The kinds of things he did to me, and still he was old school on that score.”I never had a boyfriend the whole time in high school. Why would I want some boy when I had a Massa? It came time for me to go off to college and I went to visit him before I left.”He bought a going away present for me, which was sweet, since I knew he didn’t have much money. It was an oversized red sweater with a big R monogram on it. I had already told him long before that my name was really Yvonne and that Ruby was the name I liked to have as a slave.”He said I should wear it when he wanted to feel him hold me. I thought I goin’ to cry.”I tol’ him that I wanted to give him somethin’, too, ‘I knows it ain’t my place to tell you instead of ask you, Massa. So I hopes you forgive me, but I’s got something for you and you gots to take it.'”‘What’s that, Ruby?’ he asked me. ‘You my favorite nigger, how could I say no to you?'”‘I want you to take me and use me, Massa. I ain’t savin’ it for nobody but you,’ I tol’ him.”‘I’m an old man. You’re a young woman,’ he said,. ‘How could I satisfy you that way?'”I tol’ him, ‘I is yo’ nigga. An’ you is my Massa, You takin’ me is what satisfies me.'”I stripped down for him and led him to his bedroom. I helped him off with his clothes and he lay on his back. I kissed him, and sucked him, and then I got up on him. ‘You jus’ lay still, Massa. Yo’ nigga gon’ take care of you.'”He was old so I was gentle with him even though it was my cherry gettin’ popped. I put his cock in me and lowered myself down on him I felt the resistance and then a little pain. It wasn’t near as bad some girls make it out to be. ‘Course Massa an’ me been givin’ my coochie such a workout for long, maybe it was broke in some. I tol’ him, ‘You got my cherry now, Massa. No matter what, you always be the one who got it.'”I just kept goin’ up and down on him. ‘You fuckin’ yo’ nigga now, Massa. You like that, don’t you?’ He looked up at me and nodded. He was a sucker for that nigger talk and I felt him release inside me. ‘Thank you, Massa, I said. You too good to yo’ nigga.’ I bent over and kissed him. Then I rolled off him and we held each other until we fell asleep. It was the first time I ever spent the night with him.”He walked me to the bus in the morning and said goodbye. I was sad I was leaving, but he tol’ me how important it was for me to go to on to college an’ how I can come visit him anytime.”The bus came and even though the sidewalk was crowded with people, this old white man, my Massa, kissed his nigger right on the mouth where everybody could see. I got on and went to the back of the bus so I could see him there on the curb until he was out of sight.”I saw him a few more times over the years I was in college. It was far away so I didn’t get back to the city too much. Last I knew he’d gone to live with some nephew or other.* * *Shanika, Maya, and Darla were silent after Yvonne finished her story. Even Yolanda was quiet.”Damn, girl,” said Shanika. “That was some story.””Yeah,” Yvonne replied. “So I got married a while after college to a nice respectable black man. Momma was so proud. She never knew about my Massa. Now I love the white massas who play rough with me and make me feel like a nigga slut, but the old man was the best. I was his favorite nigger.”

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Helping my GFOK, A few years ago when I was 40ish my friend asked me one day if I would keep an eye on her father, David who is 73, while she was on a holiday. As he lived only 3 doors down the road I said yes of course. She said watch your step…he is a pervy old man and laughed. As I walked to my local shop the next day, David knocked on his window and beckoned me towards his front door. As I walked up the path the door opened and David asked if I could help. I said I needed to go shopping but would call around later. As I shopped I became quite aroused at what might be about to happen. OK I thought…David was 73 and not that fit but he had a cock…..and I needed to see a different cock than Phil’s, my husbands. I got home with the shopping and told Phil about my GF’s request and he was ok with it. I walked back to David and he was already opening the door as I went down the path. I told him I would go and run the bath while he got undressed but to keep his pants on and come to the bathroom when ready. I turned the bath taps on and the bath filled rather slowly. Then the bathroom door was pushed fully open and there stood David….without his pants!!!! Hanging there was a big wrinkled cock with extended testicles hanging even lower!! I felt this surge of adapazarı escort adrenaline run through my body and felt excited. I said David I said leave your pants on!! He said sorry and that he had been wearing them for a few days and they were dirty so didn’t want me to see them. I said ok, now lets get you into the bath. I held his hand as he stepped in and sat down on a seat stretched across the bath. I reached across in front of him to get the soap from the dish on the tiles…..as I did David cupped the breasts closest to him. I stepped back and said “David” what are you doing?? He said sorry but he could not stop himself as the whole experience was making him get quite aroused! I told him to calm down but that little fondle of my breast and me aroused as well. As I reached for the soap again David splashed watch into my face and over my T shirt. I stood up and he laughed. I stood there with a wet face and a T shirt that was beginning to go see through!!! I bent down and splashed water over David. At this he stopped laughing and turned quite serious and said…while you wash me please Kathy!!! I put on a shocked look and said…..David, you naughty boy!!!! He then just kept talking. He said he had not had sex since his wife died 6 years earlier escort adapazarı and although he had tried wanking he could not get a suitable erection to reach orgasm. Obviously his daughter could not help….but if I was up for it I could!! By now I was very excited at the though of pleasuring poor David so I agreed, but he must tell nobody ever. He agreed, so I said ok sit there and enjoy. By now I was so turned on that the sexiest man in the world sitting on the bath seat could not have me any more excited. I stood back and slowly pulled the T shirt over my head and dropped it to the floor. My hands moved to the clasp on my front opening bra, unclipped it and let the weight of my breasts push their way out and the bra also ended up on the floor. I had not taken my eyes off of David and his eyes had not not moved from my breasts. I stepped forward so that my thighs were against the edge of the bath leant forward and kissed him. His hands reached for my hanging breasts and my passion erupted. My hands moved to his hanging cock and balls and pulled back his dirty, crusty foreskin that had been locked in his pants for a few days. This had an effect on David that he had not had for a few years, the start of an erection. I slowly wanked his growing cock adapazarı escort bayan until it was pointing out horizontally in front of him. I pulled away from our kissing, quickly stripped off the rest of my clothes and climbed into the bath and knelt in front of him. I looked up at him and said…when did a woman last suck your cock David. He said never as his wife would not do it. I smiled and lowered my mouth over his hard cock, pulled back his foreskin and ran my tongue around the bell end, down the shaft and over his ball sack.. He took hold of the back of my head and pushed it down until I had his full impressive 7 inches deep into my throat. It blocked my airway and I started to gag…but I loved it. As I started to have trouble breathing I pulled away stood up and moved forward so that I was standing with my belly close to his face. I cupped my breasts and teased my nipples and felt David’s fingers search for my very leaky cunt. We were both now out of control…I turned round and told him to feed his cock into me as I sat down ball deep on his cock. He reached round to fondle my breasts and we both reached orgasm at the same time. I bounced up and down on his cock and then felt an explosion of sperm from his overloaded ball sack empty inside me. 73 yes, ugly yes, wrinkled smelly cock yes…but did he know how to please a woman….oh yes. David fucked me EVERY day his daughter was away in many positions. And did many times!!!!!! This was me at around 40 so this is what 73 year old David was getting!!!

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GloryholeI just couldn’t help myself. It had been years since I had a girlfriend and the last time I had gone out in full drag to a gay bar confirmed what I’d been feeling for some time — a wig and lots of makeup could take 10 years off your age, but not 20.The bar scene was over for me and it had been a while since I’d had any real-life action. I got by with cam2cam — dressing in panties, bra, stocking, heels and other femme stuff, then getting on the web cam and jerking off for an anonymous audience of other men.That has been fun for a while, but can get boring, so I decided it was time to revisit my glory days at the glory hole. Forget full drag — I wanted to get right into right into some girlie underwear and start sucking cock.I decided to go to the book store in late-afternoon on Saturday — my thought was that married guys, who had told their wives they were getting the oil changed, would be the type hanging around the dark booths of the book store looking for a slutty sissy like me.So I got all cleaned up, and shaved head to toe. I sprayed on some women’s perfume and started to dress in my cumslut uniform. First was a white lace bra with garish hot pink lace trim around the cups and up the straps. I slipped some small silicone breast forms into the B cups and adjusted them in the mirror. Perfect.Next were white crotchless panties. Yum. These were the type that had a skinny lace-covered waist that rides high on a women’s waist and were made of two strips of super sheer chiffon nylon trimmed inside and out with garish lace.My rock hard cock was sticking straight out from between the front halves of the split panties, and when I turned my ass to the mirror and looked over my shoulder, I could see the lacey edges of the split back panels barely touched when I was standing up. If I bent just a little bit, the wispy, crotchless panty spread open to frame my pink boy pussy.I took the opportunity to slop lube all over my favorite butt plug, which I rudely shoved right up my ass, causing a delightful shot of pain as the wide point of the plug rapidly stretched my tight but willing sphincter.Next was a pair of cheap black thigh-high stockings. I knew they would take a beating and I didn’t care if they ran, as long as the stay-up lace tops kept them in place.I wanted advertise my sissy submissiveness by showing lots of frilly panty, so I pulled on low-rise ladies jeans that I had bought earlier that week. When I went shopping, I took adana escort several styles and sizes into the men’s fitting room to make sure I had a pair that fit, but weren’t too tight. I wanted to be sure they showed plenty of ass and panty when I bent over.They did! Oh this was fun. Shoes were low wedge-heel women’s sandals. Worn with the black stockings, they weren’t super obvious to the casual passerby — but I wanted something that wouldn’t look too out of place when I was entertaining in just my panties and stockings.On top, I finished off with a denim shirt — longish with a straight bottom hem that hung over the top of my jeans when I was standing and walking normally. It buttoned up the front and didn’t do much to conceal the modest fake boobs I had stuffed in my bra.And that was it — perfect — unlikely to attract undue attention in public, I had an outfit perfect for showing off my sissy intentions to horny men at the adult book store. I sure didn’t look like a woman, but I certainly did look like I wanted to be fucked like one.There were only three cars in the lot when I parked at the ABS — about what I figured. I went in and bought $20 of tokens from the clerk so the old queen would know that I would feed the machines and wouldn’t bother me.The arcade area was a dark maze of hallways lined with small video booths. It was very quiet, and I took a minute to let my eyes adjust to the mid-day windowless twilight.I unbuttoned my top entirely as I began strolling down the first hallway, checking out the open doors of all the empty booths I passed — I could see very large glory holes gouged between most booths. I turned the corner and saw there was one man leaning against the door frame of a booth about halfway down the hall. As I approached, I made sure to pull my shirt open so the white and fluorescent pink cups of my bra were glowing brightly in the gloom.I stared at the gentleman’s crotch as I walked closer to him. When I was just about in front of him, I very briefly paused and lifted my eyes up to meet his gaze.He was a little older than me, and dressed in khaki slacks and an oxford button-down shirt. He was probably exactly the type of closeted married guy I expected to see here at this hour. Decent-looking and in decent shape, he was maybe 6 feet tall, about 180 lbs. He seemed nice enough, and I was making it perfectly clear that I would suck his cock or do any dirty thing his wife wouldn’t.He seemed receptive. adana escort bayan As I very slowly started to walk on, I glanced back down at his crotch as he took one hand from his pants pocket and placed it on his thigh.I stopped a few steps past the man and purposely dropped one of my metal tokens. He stepped forward as if to pick it up for me, but I was just ahead of him — bent over at the waist to pick up the coin and showing a lot of lacy white panties above the top of my jeans.When I stood up, I looked back at him and said, “Thanks, but it’s OK. I don’t mind getting down on the floor.”I walked a little further, taking a good look inside each booth I passed, and found one with large glory holes on two walls. I stepped inside, closed the door and noisily slid the metal latch. I dropped half my coins into the video machine and the sounds of a fake orgy filled my booth as I dropped my shirt onto a seat in the corner and carefully took off my jeans.I saw golden light flickering through the glory hole on the left: my hallway friend had wasted no time. I made sure to stretch my arms well over my head and did a slow turn so he could examine my sissy cocksucking outfit.Sure enough, his eager eyes were at the large glory hole, watching me intently as I posed in my sissy underwear and stroked my small erection. I was obviously willing to do anything — a middle-aged man in a dark, dirty porn video booth wearing nothing but a stuffed bra, crotchless panties and black stockings.My friend’s face was gone from the hole, replaced by his finger, rubbing the edges of the hole.This was backwards — he was asking me to let him suck my cock. I thought to myself, “Is everyone in the world a bottom?” After all, I’m the one wearing women’s underwear, so that makes me the cocksucker here, right?So I did nothing, just stood still in the middle of the booth, slowly pulling on my little boner, changing the video channel to find some hot anal sex. The finger was gone, and I was sure his face was just beyond the glory hole, watching my little show of coy submission.He must have got the message as soon a nice, hard, purple-headed cock came through the glory hole. Immediately, I was down on my knees licking and slurping the head. I couldn’t tell how big it was and I didn’t care.I took a tight grip on the hard, velvety shaft and jerked with enthusiasm as my lips slide down and back over the slick mushroom head of his circumcised cock. I jerked escort adana the shaft firmly as I licked, sucked and kissed the end of his cock — using my tongue to tickle the sensitive bottom of his glans.My head jerked back and forth, again and again, sucking a tiny bit harder each time the hot purple head popped out of the warm, wet vacuum of my mouth. I could feel his orgasm building. My grip on his shaft tightened and my jerking became more urgent and rough. He started thrusting his cock in counterpoint to my jerking and sucking. He was thrusting faster and faster. I matched him, jerking harder and harder in return.I could taste and feel some slick, sweet precum and I knew he was close. I gripped tighter and jerked even faster — exactly as I did to myself as I was about to cum — and gently used my smooth, slick lips and wet, rough tongue to surround the head of his engorged organ in a warm, willing mouth pussy.Finally, the pace got so fast I had to brace my fist firmly against the wall and jam my wide-open mouth down onto my fist. His cock pumped faster and faster through my fist as he essentially face-fucked me through the wall.In seconds I got my reward — the first hot, sticky shot of jism in my mouth. His cock was thrusting again slowly, and squirting a hot gob of cum each time. Sweet acrid semen flooded my mouth as he deposited more spunk each thrust. His hot cum warmed my throat as I gulped down bits of his sticky load between his slowing thrusts.Finally he stopped all together. I’m sure this toes were curled because I could hear him groaning loudly on the other side of the wall. He kept his cock still — shoved as far through the hole and as deep into my mouth as humanly possible — but not moving at all for what seemed like a full minute.As he did so, I very, very gently licked and kissed the bottom of his still-hard shaft. As I swallowed the rest of his spunk, I felt him begin to relax. I loosened my grip on his shaft and used my lips and tongue to softly clean the sensitive head of his cock as he slowly recovered from his orgasm.I circled his shaft with just my thumb and forefinger, softly squeezing and slowly milking the last of the sperm from his softening cock. I let go and his cock made a little popping noise as it pulled passed my wet lips for the last time and disappeared into the darkness of his booth.He was sitting on the bench across the booth, sighing audibly as he caught his breath. I rested too, but with my face pressed against the filthy wall, my mouth open in the center of the glory hole. I licked my lips and smiled. Zipping up his pants, my friend said, “Thanks. That was amazing.” The latch rattled as he opened the door and was gone.

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