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Out on the town, only you know my dirty little secret…underneath my fancy dress, behind the demure conversation, I’m dripping and aching to be fucked. We’ve met some friends at a bar, and though we are sitting across the table from each other – not even close enough to touch – every time our eyes meet, it is electrifying. Every glance you send my way gives me shivers, every time you take a drink, it makes me wet, and every time I see you in a private conversation I blush; wondering: how much am I giving away in this crowded room of people – how many would guess that there is a plug nestled snugly in my ass?

I know you can see the torment you are putting me through, and you are savoring it – but before too long they are shouting out last call and everyone begins to say their goodbyes. You are in a quiet conversation with a rather attractive friend I hadn’t had the chance to talk to, but I can’t wait any longer and, as politely as I can, pull you aside. The two of you laugh, you hand him something, then follow me to the last dark corner where I tell you it’s all I can do not to beg you to fuck me right here and now.

The twinkle in your eye is torturous, the bulge I can feel in your pants too tempting…and as your fingers brush my bare thighs, it is just too much. I need you, I say. I need to be fucked. Take me home. I drag you outside, into the desolate parking lot; everyone else has gone and there are only a few cars scattered under the light poles. Your pace slows as we near the car, and I grow impatient. What are you waiting for? -I demand. You kiss me, and I can taste the booze on your breath. I have something else in mind first, you say, and point. My gaze casino oyna follows your finger, and I understand immediately. Two guys, sitting on the hood of my car, drinking beers – a six pack on the asphalt between them….obviously waiting for us.

He’s told us a lot about you – one of them says, taking a swig from his bottle and motioning towards you. I recognize him from the bar….one of your many private conversations, and I feel my face go red again, wondering what was said. Oh well…there was no helping it now.

And what did he tell you? – I ask, resisting the urge not to send a glare your way for not warning me of your plans earlier. A pause, then the other one speaks up, half-serious, half-jokingly, as though afraid of my response – That you give fantastic head.

I can’t hold back a smile. I know you’re standing smugly behind me, your arms crossed in satisfaction. Would you like one? – I say. Another pause as they glance at each other, wondering how serious I am. You picked well. They’re cute; one skinny, with messy blond hair spilling out from under a sportsball cap, the other is stocky and dark-haired – both young, college freshman probably. What are you waiting for? – I say, impatient for the second time tonight. I’ve been ready for a hard cock for hours, and I wasn’t going to wait any longer.

I pick the closer one, the dark one, and kneel between his legs, surprising him as I rub my hands up his thighs, towards my goal. He’s not completely hard, but I unzip his jeans and pull him out anyway, wanting him in my mouth. He grunts as my mouth envelopes his dick. Fuck – he says, to you – you weren’t kidding.

I’m focused so completely canlı casino on his cock I’ve forgotten that we’re in the middle of a public parking lot, the lamps lighting us up as if we were on a stage. Once I’ve licked and sucked him into a full, rock-hard erection, I turn my attention to the blonde-haired guy. He’s already pulled his dick out himself, watching me go down on his friend, and is quite happy to have me begin to bob up and down on his cock now.

Someone is pulling my dress up around my hips, hands pulling, lifting the waistband of my underwear, the fabric teasing the hidden toy and exposing my asscheeks to the cool night air. I realize it must be you when I hear you murmur something, and I feel the weight of the dark-haired guy lift off the car as he joins you behind me. Now there’s two sets of hands groping me from behind, and I can’t help wondering how far you will let this go – will you expose me completely to these men I don’t even know? My pussy is wet from having my mouth full of cock, but I can feel my asshole tighten in anticipation as roving hands get closer and closer to discovering my secret – the butt plug that has been in my ass all evening. How far will I let this go?

I lift my mouth from blonde-boy’s cock, start to stand and turn, but – THWACK! The sound and the sting take me by complete surprise. I hear you say – She likes being spanked, also – and then blonde-boy’s hands are in my hair, pushing me back down, and my mouth is full of cock again. Although I moan and wriggle as the blows rain down, I realize the truth of your words – I DO love it – and I relish the sting as the sound of the slaps resound in the empty air.

If I were kaçak casino more aware of how I looked, bent over at the waist in the middle of a downtown parking lot, my dress hiked up and two men taking turns spanking my ass into a bright pink while I drool over another man’s cock…well, I would probably be embarrassed. I am beyond caring, however. My mind is reeling with every smack. The guy sitting on the car holds a fistful of my hair, and is doing most of the work as his cock plunges in and out of my mouth. When he comes, I am ready for it, and I swallow hungrily, sucking and licking down every drop.

Another hand in my hair pulls me around, and down onto my knees on the asphalt. The dark-haired guy is hard again and ready to cum also. He is rougher this time – he just holds my head still by the hair and fucks my face – it’s all I can do to close my eyes and try to breathe between thrusts. He pounds at my face for what seems like a long time, making me gag as his cock hits the back of my throat. Finally, he pulls out and yanks my head back by his fistful of hair. I hear you bark at me to open my mouth, and I obey just in time to catch the first spurt of cum on my tongue. The three of you watch as the dark-haired guy jacks off into my mouth, and I swallow – the third load of cum I’ve swallowed tonight.

I’m helped to my feet, then – pieces of asphalt and gravel stuck to my knees, a memento. Someone hands me a beer, and I sip at it, slightly dazed by all that has transpired. It’s already warm. A few jokes are made, goodbyes…but the two guys slowly fade off into the night – I never even found out their names. My lips feel puffy and full and my ass is burning; I’m looking forward to the cool leather seats of the car. Your eyes meet mine over the top of my bottle, and I see the lust in them, and I smile, thinking I may finally get the fucking I’ve been waiting for all night…

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Kaitlin’s Tale Ch. 5

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Without a backward glance, Kaitlin opened the door and stepped through, ready for the challenges that lay before her. Her peroxide blonde bob haircut bounced as she stepped through, the leather sheath that encased her body from jawline to ankle creaking slightly as she moved. She was still getting used to the way her new body felt, much tighter overall and more top heavy thanks to her enlarged breasts.

She stepped into darkness, wondering immediately if she was to be unable to see for this, the first of her tests. Then a flame broke out in the center of the room, revealing the features of a beautiful woman in the glow of a lighter being used to light a cigarette. Kaitlin watched as she took a single drag from the cigarette and dropped it to the floor, crushing it under the pointed toe of her spiked heel boot. As she watched, a small spotlight fell on the woman, allowing Kaitlin to see her fully.

“Come forward” the mystery lady commanded, her voice a joy to listen to, carrying a faint hint of Ireland in her clipped tones. “Kneel” she continued as Kaitlin drew near. Complying, Kaitlin took the opportunity to look her over. About 5’11” tall or so, the woman was thin, clad in a very tight black dress which covered her from neck to shins, melding seamlessly into shining leather boots of the same crimson hue as the lingerie that had been laid out for Kaitlin, that was now resting against her skin under the leather bodysuit. The woman was thin for her height, with glistening red hair that fell to the small of her back in gentle curls. Her face was the white of newly fallen snow, lightly made up except for her lips, which stood out in striking red, just as Kaitlin’s did. Her curves were visible through her dress; not as pronounced as Kaitlin’s, but present nonetheless. She was a hauntingly beautiful woman, Kaitlin thought as she waited on her knees for the testing to begin.

“It is I who began this process many months ago, by requesting a woman of a certain type. Andrew and Kelli have brought me you as the answer to my desires, Kaitlin. In the next few hours I will take your true measure and decide if I still wish to have you. The tests will be difficult, do not doubt. Much is hidden, and little of it will be revealed at this time. I have great hopes for you, Kaitlin. Succeed and your life will change; you will be mine. Fail, and your life will change as well, but I cannot tell you what will happen.” Kaitlin took these words into her soul, immediately believing that she wanted to stay with this beautiful woman, whoever she was, that she would protect Kaitlin from all bad things. Right or Wrong, Kaitlin was determined to succeed, whatever should be asked of her.

“The first test is a test of competence; the second, of obedience; the final, of endurance and submission. Behind me is a door. When you go through it you will begin the first test, and you will have set your feet on the path to becoming mine. It is all up to you, Kaitlin.” With that statement, she set a small box in front of Kaitlin and walked to the door Kaitlin had entered through. As she left the room, the mystery woman looked over her shoulder casino oyna at Kaitlin. “Open the box and embrace your destiny… you have it within you to succeed.” Kaitlin remained motionless as the door clicked closed.

She opened the box in front of her, remaining on her knees. Inside was a note in strong handwriting, exquisite in its beauty. “My dear Kaitlin,” it read, “this is your first test. Your body has been made over to appeal physically to others; should you succeed in your tests, part of your responsibilities as my property will be to pleasure whomever I ask you to, whenever I ask you to, however I ask you to. In the next room are several people. You have 20 minutes from the moment you walk through the door to bring all of them to orgasm, proving to me that you know how to use your sexuality, that you can utilize the gifts I have given you. Prove yourself to me, my pet.”

Kaitlin took a deep breath. How much did she want to be with that woman? Nothing in her previous life had prepared her for this… the tryst with Andrew was probably the most daring thing she’d ever done. Now she was being challenged to…. Satisfy…. An unknown number of people. Could she do it? Physically? Mentally?

Having made her decision, Kaitlin stood. Gathering up her courage, she stepped through the door to face the first of her challenges.

She stepped into what appeared to be a game room of some sort. A large pool table dominated the center of the room; several poker tables were spread around as well. A jukebox stood in the corner. She immediately caught sight of a digital clock on the wall… it was counting down… 19:57… 19:56…. 19:55…. There were 7 men and 2 women in the room; 3 men and 1 woman playing pool, the other 5 around a poker table. They all took notice of her and watched as she stepped into the room. The looks the men were giving her were of barely restrained lust; one of the women looked at her the same way, the other did not. Making a snap judgement, Kaitlin figured that one of the women was bisexual, or a lesbian. The other was heterosexual; this was going to be a challenge.

She strode forward confidently, walking through the crowd, brushing her hands against the men’s crotches, against the one woman’s breasts, finishing standing directly in front of the woman who wouldn’t meet her eyes. Grabbing her by the chin, Kaitlin tilted her head up and looked at her. Without taking her eyes away, Kaitlin said “Well, boys and girls, I think we’ve got ourselves a situation here. As much as I’d like to, I can’t give all of you the attention you deserve. But maybe with a little help I can….” Kaitlin punctuated her statement by reaching our and tearing the woman’s button-down shirt open and pulling it partway off, then pulling the cups of her bra down. ” Pushing her roughly, Kaitlin threw her onto her back on the pool table and straddled her there, holding her in place. The woman whimpered softly but didn’t cry out as she was thrown down. Kaitlin turned and picked the 2 most wild-eyed men: “you, and you. Come over here and give this slut what she needs.” The! men complied, stripping canlı casino off their jeans and walking over, one taking Kaitlin’s place astride the woman, the other spreading her legs wide and rubbing her exposed slit.

The mystery woman watched from above, behind a one way mirror. She smiled softly at the fact that Kaitlin had so quickly solved the problem of the heterosexual woman in the room, even recognizing subconsciously that the woman was a submissive and would get aroused from being used. “This one has potential” she thought to herself, watching the scene unfolding below.

Kaitlin walked back into the throng of people, zeroing in on the other woman. As she walked, Kaitlin undid zippers on the top of her leather bodysuit, freeing her breasts from its confines, and unlatching her bra. She could see several of the men lick their lips as she did so, and appropriately so; her breasts were now as perfect as technology could make them, full and round, with large erect nipples. She knew that the woman would be the hardest target; the men, even though there were many of them, should be easier. When she reached the other woman Kaitlin put her hand on the back of the woman’s head and kissed her deeply. With her other hand, Kaitlin guided the woman’s hands to the zippers that ran along Kaitlin’s pelvic bone; the material parted, freeing access to Kaitlin’s lower areas, with only the thong in the way.

Kaitlin pressed the woman back against a different part of the pool table and stripped off her top and pants. With a quick look at the clock, she knelt between the woman’s outstretched legs and began to lick her, quick violent licks that made the woman immediately wet. She could hear the breathing of the men around her quicken. She motioned two of them forward as she licked, and freed their cocks, stroking one with each hand. After 30 seconds of this, Kaitlin guided the woman up onto the table, swinging her around into a 69 position. Kaitlin went down on her again, her ass up in the air invitingly. One of the men took the invitation, pushing the thong aside and sliding his hard shaft immediately into Kaitlin’s wet pussy as the woman nibbled Kaitlin’s clit. Kaitlin continued to pump the cocks of the two other men as well, leaving 2 men watching from the sidelines.

Kaitlin spared a moment to look at the first woman with her two men. Her legs were spread wide, one of the men on top of her pumping away furiously. Her head was hanging backward over the side of the table, and the other man was face fucking her rythmically, holding her head in place with his hands. Kaitlin went back to work on the woman beneath her, freeing her hands from the men’s cocks to put them to work on the woman. The woman started to cum just as Kaitlin slipped the third finger inside her, proceeding to douse Kaitlin with her juices as she screamed and moaned beneath her. Her screaming triggered the man in Kaitlin’s pussy, who pulled out and sprayed his seed onto her ass and onto the face of the woman beneath her. The man face fucking the other woman also came at that moment, forcing that woman to swallow his cum, then wiping his cock off kaçak casino in her hair.

“okay, three down” Kaitlin thought to herself. A quick glance at the clock showed only 9 minutes remaining. She beckoned one of the guys in front of her to lean down so she could whisper to him. “Ever wanted to really give it to a lesbian, baby?” His eyes widened and he nodded, unable to speak. Kaitlin shifted position so that her knees would hold the woman under her in place… she then reached out and guided the man into the woman’s dripping slit. The woman’s eyes flew open, and she struggled; Kaitlin’s weight held her in place. The struggling set the man off almost immediately, his jism spraying the woman’s neatly trimmed pubic hair with splotches of white.

Kaitlin scrambled off the woman and stood up. She could see that the other woman was on the verge of orgasm, as was the man pummeling her pussy. Instinctively knowing what the woman needed, Kaitlin walked over to her and slapped her once across the face, then grabbed her breasts and sqeezed as hard as she could. The woman came immediately, screaming her pleasure; the vibrations within her set off the man as well, who filled her with his semen and then stepped away.

“That’s both women and 3 of the seven men” Kaitlin thought frantically. “That leaves four men in… ” she looked at the clock “only five minutes. I’m going to have to do this myself to make sure.” Grabbing one of the men, she layed him on the ground on his back, and lowered herself onto his stiff cock. Grabbing one of the other men by the cock, she pulled him into her mouth, using her hands on the remaining two men. She fucked the man below her with wild abandon, bouncing up and down on him in a frenzy. She sucked hard, then soft, using her tongue up and down the length of his shaft, pulling him out only to talk, to excite the other men. “Oh yeah, you want to fuck me don’t you… there’s plenty for all of you… cum on me baby, come on, do it…”.

The man under her came first, followed closely by the man in her mouth. She swallowed it all hungrily, letting just a little dribble out of her lips as proof, then layed on her back on the floor. Only 2 minutes left, she thought, as she slid one man inside her pussy and positioned the other man above her lips. “Fuck me, boys… make me cum… do it now…” They took heed of her words and started pounding her, top and bottom. She clenched every muscle she had, worked every trick she know. The man between her legs came immediately; the one between her lips was taking his time. To speed him up, she started to moan, to beg him to cum for her, promising to swallow it all; she spun around without taking him from her mouth so he could see as she slid her fingers deep into her pussy and pleasured himself. That was all he needed, and he sprayed repeated salty spurts down her throat.

Kaitlin looked up at the clock… 15 seconds to spare. She had surmounted the first obstacle. She layed her head down on the floor and laughed quietly, reveling in her accomplishment. Above her, looking down, the mystery woman smiled. Kaitlin was good, the woman thought to herself. But the real tests still lay ahead. Activiating a microphone she said “Kaitlin, leave the room by the far door.” Obeying immediately, Kaitlin left the room, headed for her next test.

To Be Continued…

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Slightly, Once Ch. 09

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Cindy crisis solved, apparently, thanks to Brian. More trouble ahead, though. Big time. Maybe. This ended up longer than I’d planned, so I split it almost exactly in half. Part 10 will finish the series.

North Carolina was always a big game for Duke’s Lady Blue Devils. Practically-same-town rivals, this contest had been an especially tough one. Four Duke starters had fouled out on their home court, but the bench had kept them close. Now, during a time-out, Duke’s coach set up the play for the last five seconds. Duke ball at half court. 59-58 North Carolina. Kim was in the game. As a freshman, she hadn’t had much court time during the season so far, but foul trouble had Duke deep into their bench at the end. She was at power forward. Ginny Adamson, Duke’s star shooting guard, and only remaining starter, was sure to get the final attempt.

The buzzer sounded and the teams took the floor. The referee handed the ball to Duke’s point guard and blew her whistle. Inbounded, finally, to Ginny, who barely got free to receive the pass 30 feet from the hoop. She was immediately triple-teamed. Improvising with a lightning-fast pass, Ginny found Kim wide open underneath. North Carolina had bet that they could leave the freshman alone. Kim took the ball up for an easy basket. As the ball came out of the net the buzzer sounded. Game over. Duke wins by one. Kim was mobbed by teammates, and found Ginny to hug. The capacity crowd went crazy. Even the North Carolina fans cheered. Love-struck mushball that I was, I remembered a similar last-second shot she had missed in the high school state finals, and shed a tear. I was so happy for her I could have burst. Mushball.

Kim got permission for me join the team for the post-game meal at a local restaurant. The energy level was just short of a food fight, even with the mental and physical exhaustion of a rough, close game. This was my first time with the whole team. I hadn’t realized I was in for a hazing. I was teased mercilessly, as was Kim. But it was all good-natured, with smiles and light laughter. Lots of requests for me to massage legs, looking to see if they could kindle jealousy in Kim. Instead, she gave exaggerated rave reviews and recommendations about how good I was with my hands. Shrieks and whistles, and questions about my talents with other body parts. Women can be just as crude as us guys, it seems. Relentlessly interrogated about how we planned to celebrate Kim’s winning the game, Kim just smiled. I blushed, or rather, continued blushing. We kept mum. They all laughed.

Kim towed me back to her room by the hand. I could barely keep up. We burst through the door and Cindy jumped in surprise.

“Kim! I heard! It’s so exciting!”

“Out,” said Kim curtly. “Dave, call Brian and tell him he has a guest for the night. Cindy, you have thirty seconds to get your stuff and get out of here.”

I dialed the phone on the wall. Cindy scampered to collect books, a change of clothes, and a toothbrush. At 29 seconds Kim almost slammed the door on Cindy’s butt as she left.

Kim stood in the middle of the room, stock still, arms at her sides, looking at me.

“Remember when you said that sometimes you feared that I might fuck you to death?” Her voice was quiet and even. She looked fierce. I’d never seen her look fierce.

I nodded, slightly, once. She had taken it as a compliment

“Start worrying.” She moved and in a flash stripped my clothes off and flung them aside.

She pointed. “Bed. In it. Now.” Fierce. I jumped and slid under the covers.

Kim, to my great surprise, then started a slow, sexy striptease. Humming her own soundtrack, off came her sweatshirt, revealing a gray Duke T-shirt, all with sensuous moves and hip action. That came off leaving a white bra. Sweatpants came off leaving white panties, with more suggestive motions of the hips. At that point, she couldn’t hold it any more and burst into giggles. She jumped onto the bed and covered my face with kisses, laughing all the time, hugging me tight. The act was over.

“Can you believe it! I won the game! I didn’t choke and miss! We won!” She laughed and hugged me tighter. I hugged back and laughed with her. Straddling me, she reached behind and released her bra. As it came off, I spent a moment thanking the universe for the grace and perfection of her body.

“You have to do anything I want,” she said casually as she took her panties off. “I’m in the mood for a celebration, and you’re going to give it to me.” Pulling down the covers, she climbed in and assumed our favorite cuddle position. “I’m the star for the night, and I deserve to get what I want. And what I want is a lot of you,” She paused. “Thank you for being so nice at dinner. That must have been awful.”

“First,” I said, stroking her back using the arm she was nestled into. “It was fine at dinner. It was all good-natured teasing. You’ve won their hearts, too, or else they wouldn’t have treated us the way they did. They were sweet. I actually enjoyed it, seeing it for what it was. Second, you are my star every night, and so are entitled to, casino oyna and deserve, whatever you desire. Third, I’m proud of you, excited for you, and love you with all my heart.”

She snugged in closer, with an affectionate hug. “I’m so lucky to have you. You’re just the best a girl could ever hope for.” She moved up so that she could kiss me. A tender kiss, light brushing of lips.

“And so,” I said. “What does my beautiful lady desire?”

“She would like it if her man would please kiss every square inch of her body.”

“May I pay special attention to certain parts?”

“Yes, please. But no need to hurry. I want to lavish in the luxury of your lips all over me.”

“‘Lavish in the luxury of my lips…’ You’ve been practicing that line, haven’t you?”

She giggled. “Well, it sort of came to me at dinner, and I remembered it.”

“Well, then, let me ravish you lavishly.”

I started by ravishing her lips, slowly at first, but building intensity with my lips and tongue. Naked bodies entwined, we touched from head to toe. I never tired of kissing Kim. I could do it for days. She always had such a fresh taste, such soft lips, and such a welcoming tongue. She could kiss lightly as a hummingbird, and as passionately as, well, as I could, to be sure. And loving this little girl as much as I did, that amounted to a lot of passion at times. I liked it when kissing her I could feel her smile — that slight tension across her lips. I could run my fingers through her long, silky blonde hair as we kissed. I could hold her close when I kissed her, and feel her warm body against mine. Kissing was just the best.

And even better when I kissed all the other bits. To which I now attended.

I kissed her cheek, then her chin, then neck. For the next hour, it was a leisurely tour as I worked my lips all over her. Down her neck to her shoulder, down her chest to slowly, tenderly kiss every square inch of her breasts, saving nipples, by that time fully erect, until last. After plenty of attention to them, I worked my way down her delicious tummy. I made her laugh when I tongued her belly button. But it was a wonderful belly button, in the middle of a spectacular tummy, and I liked it very much. It deserved to be tongued and loved.

Bypassing a certain prize, I worked my way down her long, long legs, alternating my kisses and licks. I kissed her feet, tongued the bottoms of them, and even sucked her toes, which made her giggle. Rolling her on her stomach, I kissed my way slowly up the backs of her legs, paying special attention to the backs of her knees, and enjoying very much kissing and nipping the backs of her thighs. I spent time sloppily kissing her butt, which made her laugh out loud. I love that special place where butt meets legs, a slight curve of the thigh leading to a fold of skin, less so with Kim’s taut, dynamite ass. Well worth spending time caressing with one’s tongue, one leg at a time. This was so much fun. I was glad humans were made with two legs. Double the pleasure.

Up her back was next, which I combined with a backrub. That was met with appreciative sighs and little noises. Lots of slow, languorous licks up the spine, with alternately firm and soft hands kneading the muscles on either side. Moving her hair out of the way, I finally got back to her neck, and lavished kisses all over it. I moved to the side, and rolled her to look at me.

“There’s one place I haven’t been yet,” I said.

She nodded, slightly, once. I rolled her on her back and climbed between her legs. I started kissing her chin, and slowly moved down. Once again, I paused and spent time with each lovely breast, kneading and kissing and sucking. Gentle pinches. Each was a perfect handful, firm and beautiful. They deserved my love, too. And I gave it.

On down, dragging my tongue down her belly. It was time. I lifted her legs and put them on my shoulders. Before me was the prize. I began with gentle, light flicks of my tongue on her labia. She jumped. I don’t think she quite expected that. My licks became longer, firmer. Her musky smell filled my nostrils, and her taste covered my tongue. I held her hips, and then stretched arms up to take her breasts. She moaned and bucked. I stuck my tongue between her lips and licked the insides. I took my time and ate her as sweetly as I could. She seemed to love it, going off into some place far away, but still enjoying the feelings of my mouth on her pussy. I flattened my tongue and put it directly on her clit. She shuddered, returning to this moment, and held my head to her.

I looked up. “More?”

She nodded. “Yes, please!”

Obliging, I went to work again, licking, flicking kissing her delightful pussy. She clamped her legs around my head. I took her hips and pulled her onto my mouth. Her moans and cries filled the room, her exquisite body writhing sinuously. She was so wet. She shuddered and came hard, arching off the bed.

“Oh, Dave, that’s so good! That’s just what I need! Oh, God! It’s wonderful!”

“More?” I asked.

She shook her head. “I don’t think I canlı casino can take any more right now. Come to me.” Arms outstretched.

I moved up between her legs. My penis was poised at her entrance. It touched her lips. She felt it.

“Yes. Now,” she breathed. I moved forward and entered her. I lay still, filling her.

She wrapped her arms around me and held me tight. “I love you so much.” I nuzzled and kissed her neck, tickled by her long hair, still a little damp from her post-game shower.

“What would you like?” I whispered. “Hard? Gentle? Fast? Slow?”

“Yes.”

“Yes?”

“All of the above.”

“At the same time? I’m not sure I know how to do that.”

“Then surprise me.” She moved her hips, slowly and tenderly. I took the hint. We made love for a long time. It was so nice, full of affection and caring. Long strokes, met with slow hips. We held each other tight and tried to melt our bodies together. It went on and on.

Then, she stopped. I looked at her.

“Time for something different,” she said, with a spark in her eye. She held me tight, and rolled.

Rolled right off the bed.

Fortunately, for her at least, I landed on the bottom. Her knees took a little beating, but I quickly found that I was pinned underneath a beautiful blonde, astraddle me, with hands on my chest.

“My turn.” And she started what casual observers could have characterized as rape. She pulled her feet up so she was squatting on me, rising and falling. I tried to respond by bucking back.

“No,” she said. “Lie still. Let me do this.” I held her breasts. “Yes! Do that! Squeeze my nipples.” I did, and she threw back her head and redoubled her motion. She rose and fell in a hard fuck. It was amazing. She was amazing. So amazing that I didn’t even think about cumming.

“Yes! Yes! Squeeze them! I’m so close!” I twisted them, hard, and she slammed down on me and cried out, lifted, slammed, and cried out again. Lifted, slammed, and collapsed on top of me.

“Wow,” she said, looking at me with heavy-lidded eyes. “That was intense.”

Without pause, she rolled us over. When six feet of athlete decides to roll, you roll. Now I was on top.

“Your turn.”

I started stroking. “Faster.” I did. “Faster.” I did. “Harder.” I did. “Fuck me!” I did. We did.

She bucked against me and we fucked away on the floor. I put her ankles on my shoulders and probed her deep with my cock. She liked that. Lying lower on her, I could almost have wrapped her legs behind her head. It tilted her pussy, and I slammed away as she wanted. She begged for more, and I gave her all that I had. Up in pushup position, back straight, on my toes, I pounded away, my balls slapping her butt every time I bottomed out.

I came so quickly I couldn’t control it. My dick shot my load before I could realize it and stop thrusting. I caught up and sank as deep as I could, spurting and spurting. Kim moaned and grabbed my cheeks, pulling me in and thrusting against my contractions, her climax making her hips shudder.

We came down and lay still. “Whew!” She said. “Exactly what I wanted.”

“Good,” I said. “I’m glad you liked it.”

“Mmm,” she purred. “And you?”

“Beyond wonderful,” I said into her eyes. “But it has been wonderful every time, every way, since Christmas.” That had been our first time, last year on Christmas Eve.

Her eyes misted. “You are so special to me, David. I’m so happy that I fell in love with you.”

“Me too. I’m a little chilly. Here.” I pulled the blanket off her bed and put it over us.

“We’re not done, are we?” She asked.

“We’re done for a little while. You wore him out.”

She touched and stroked him gently. He was limp. If he had been able to pant, he would have. “Poor guy. I hope he’s better soon.”

“I suspect he’ll recover.”

“Good. I want more.” Her eyes were on fire. How did she do that?

“I’m worried,”

“You should be. This may be to the death.”

“What a way to go. The ultimate sacrifice.”

“Let’s have a nap.”

I pulled pillows off her bed, and we settled in on the floor. I think we were asleep within a minute.

About two hours later, I awoke to Kim stirring. “Ow! This floor is hard.” So, I noticed, was I.

“How about we retreat to the bed,” she said. “It’s way more comfortable than the floor.” Not to mention the rugs burns I now felt on my knees and elbows. They hurt!

She threw the blanket off, and made to climb over me. The sight of her lithe form crawling across me was more than any mortal could bear. Certainly more than I could. As she got to the edge of the bed and made to climb in it, I leapt and caught her, hands grabbing her hips as she was on all fours. I saw that the bed was just the right height, and shoved her forward, putting her torso on the mattress, legs against the side of the bed, and delightful butt pointed at me.

“What are you doing?” She asked.

“Not being done,” I said. Moving forward, I sank into her. She was still wet from our first encounter.

“Ooo. kaçak casino That’s nice,” she cooed.

Well, it seems that the usual thing from behind is to fuck hard and fast. I decided to take it the other way and be gentle and slow. Long, tender strokes. A little teasing, backing out to where only my tip was in contact, then slowly sinking in all the way. Trying to think of what would please her. Rotating my hips with my cock embedded. All the time holding her hips, feeling the soft skin and firm muscle. She had — have I mentioned it before? — a killer ass. I looked at it lovingly as I fucked her.

“David?” she asked.

“Yes?”

“Have you ever thought about…” She hesitated.

“Thought about what?” I had no idea where this was going.

“Have you ever thought about doing me…in my butt?”

I stopped. As a matter of fact, I had, but dismissed it. No interest. I suppose there’s that old thing — don’t knock it ’til you try it — but it just didn’t appeal to me. I said as much.

She was a little relieved, I think. “I’ve been curious, I must admit, but I don’t crave it.”

I was a little relieved, too. “Then, may I continue this way?”

She wriggled her butt against me. “Yes, please.” She was spread-eagled on the bed, hair all over the place, arms out to her sides. I resumed my tender lovemaking. We went on for a very, very long time. When I finally came, it wasn’t explosive. I tried to be as tender and soft as I could, slowly entering her for one last time, and then relaxing and letting go. She felt me, and it took her over the top, and her gentle climax matched my own. Complete lovemaking, to the end.

I disengaged. “Let’s to bed, my sweet!” I said, summoning my worst pseudo-Shakespeare. We crawled in under the sheets and I retrieved the pillows and blanket from the floor, spreading it over us. Once again, we were almost instantly fast asleep.

Morning light. I awoke, and out of need, slipped out of bed to go to the bathroom. When I returned, I saw blue eyes looking at me, covers pulled up to the nose.

“You have clothes on,” she observed.

“I didn’t think it was a good idea to go to the bathroom down the hall buck nekkid,” I said.

“Think it’s a good idea to have them on now?”

“I don’t know. What do you think?”

She shook her head, slightly, once. I took the hint, and doffing garments, climbed under the covers.

She looked at me. “Last night was for me. This morning is for you.”

“After all, I’m still alive.”

“Yes, and I have to do something about that.” Pulling the covers down, she wasted no time taking me in her mouth. I wasn’t even hard…for about the first fifteen seconds.

I succumbed to an all-out attack. A partial night’s sleep had restored her energy, and her ministrations on my penis were passionate. I watched, fascinated and full of love. It was pure giving, using lips and tongue to perfection. She would rub her nipples on my underside, which was an incredible feeling. Long licks the length of my penis. Long strokes of each nipple from base to head. Taking me all the way down her throat. I wasn’t going to last.

“Kim , this isn’t going to take long.”

She came up, breathing hard. “Good! I like the idea that I can bring you off quickly.”

“Should I warn you?” About cumming, I meant.

“Um um,” she said with a mouthful of cock. I thought it meant no.

She bobbed, she licked. She did that thing where her mouth took my head while firm thumb and index finger stroked the length of my shaft. That felt incredible, and she knew it.

Continuing to stroke me in that way, she moved up and buried her tongue in my ear. Instantly I was covered with goose bumps and fired my load, arching and moaning and groaning as a fountain of cum shot skyward. Her strokes slowed, but didn’t quit until I begged her — my dick was so sensitive I wanted to scream. I was a little surprised that the ear thing worked on me, too, having done it to her. But I wasn’t complaining.

“Stop! Please Kim! Stop! It’s so sensitive! You’re driving me crazy!”

She was smiling at me while she stroked. “Is it the end? Are you dying?”

“Maybe!”

“And I didn’t even need to fuck you to kill you. Weakling.” False bravado.

“I can see the headlines: ‘Hoops Star Murders Boyfriend with Killer Blowjob.'”

“Too bad there wouldn’t be any pictures at the trial.” She giggled.

“We can do that next time.”

We laughed. We kissed. We got up, showered, and went to breakfast.

The Alumni Formal was a mandatory event for the women’s basketball team. To my delight, Kim asked me to escort her. She was thrilled with the idea of buying a formal dress. I decided to rent tails. Shopping was fun. Kim was like a little girl, trying on dresses. She was so excited. I had to be there as fashion consultant. She was disappointed that she wouldn’t surprise me as she had on our first date, to the Homecoming dance our senior year, but shopping turned out to be a wonderfully intimate experience. She made her selection — a pale yellow, backless, floor-length dress that wrapped up top, with a deep-V halter neckline tied behind the neck. The long skirt was pleated and flowing. When she spun it billowed out in a sleek “A.” Of course, she looked fantastic in it.

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I had the laptop set up on the coffee table in the living room, watching a little porn. That always made me feel like a loser, especially since my wife had pretty much given up on sex. So, a couple times a week, I’d fire up some porn and beat off.

I’m decent looking, 45 now, but I stay in shape — 6′, 185. My cock was maybe a shade on the small side — six inches or so, just average thickness. But my wife said I was too much of a pussy, that I didn’t really take charge in the bedroom, that she needed a real man and that she just couldn’t stand to fuck me anymore. She never said anything, and I couldn’t prove anything, but I’m pretty sure she’d found some “real men” somewhere to take care of her needs, leaving me to take care of my own.

I was close to coming when the doorbell rang. Oh shit, that’s right. Ken, our neighbor from up the street, was supposed to stop by today and take a look at the downstairs bathroom we were thinking of rehabbing. He was good at that kind of shit and, of course, I was not. Ken was probably the sort of real man that my wife dreamed about — a couple years younger than man, a couple inches taller, much thicker through the chest and shoulders. I stuffed my cock back in my pants a little embarrassed and raced to answer the door — the bell was now ringing a third time.

“Hey, Frank,” he said. “Thought maybe you’d forgot. You OK? You look a little flustered?”

I shook my head. “Just busy with some work stuff.”

He shrugged and headed for the living room — you had to go through there to get to the bathroom. And I remembered the porn that was running on the computer.

I started to push around him “Just let me shutdown the comput . . .”

Bill stopped, smiling. “Somebody’s being a naughty boy. When the cat’s away, eh?”

I could feel myself blushing. Bill laughed.

“Dude, relax. Everybody likes a little porn. Let’s see what we got here.” And he sat down on the couch.

I sat down, too, not sure what to say. The flick I was watching was a threesome — a couple of studs were double ending a girl.

“I love this kind of shit,” Bill said, settling back on the couch. He started rubbing his cock over the top of his jeans.

“Yeah,” I said, not sure what else to do.

Then Bill really freaked me out. He opened his pants, took out his cock and started stroking it.

“What are you doing?” I said.

“Beating off,” he answered. “That’s the whole point with porn, isn’t it? Relax man, I know that’s what you must have been doing when I showed up. Join me.”

I didn’t at first, still shaken up at being discovered watching porn, and also a little intimidated by Bill’s dick. It wasn’t fully hard yet, and it was already at least eight inches long and much thicker than mine.

“C’mon man,” Bill said.

Finally, I took out my cock, which had gone completely limp. I started stroking, my cock slowly coming back to life. I tried to keep my eyes on the screen, but they kept going back to Bill’s cock.

And to my dirty little secret. Not that my wife wouldn’t fuck me anymore, or that she was probably fucking half the guys I knew, hell, probably had fucked Bill for all I know — not that dirty little secret — but to my fantasies. All casino oyna my life, I’ve had gay fantasies. I’ve never acted on them — never so much as touched another man’s cock. But ever since I can remember, I’ve had these daydreams where some guy makes me touch him, suck him, makes me let him fuck my ass. Probably that’s the vibe my wife picked up on, why she thought I was such a wimp. Because I didn’t want to be fucking her. I wanted someone to be fucking me.

I got lost a little in my thoughts, I guess, and must have stopped sneaking peeks at Bill’s cock. He caught be staring at it.

“Checking me out, huh?” He was fully hard now, at least nine inches, his mushroom head a little reddened at this point. “Don’t feel too bad, man. Your dick is average. I’m just, well, I’m just hung is all.”

I tried to think of something to say, but couldn’t think of anything.

Suddenly, Bill’s face changed a little, a different look. He reached over, grabbed my right hand, and pulled it to his dick, wrapping my fingers around his shaft.

“What are you doing?” I said. I tried to pull my hand away, but Bill just held it there.

“The way you were staring at it, you didn’t just want to look. You needed to know how much more of a man I am. So go ahead, stroke this horse meat for me so you’ll know.” He forced my hand up and down his shaft with his own, making me beat him off. With my left hand, I was beating my own dick, with my right, he was making me beat his.

“That’s right,” he said. “Get a good rhythm going.” He guided my hand, showing me the speed he wanted. He’d loosened the pressure on my hand now. I could have pulled it away if I wanted. But I didn’t.

Then he let go of my hand. “Just keep that up,” he said. “You’re doing great.” He sat back against the couch, spreading his arms along the back of the sofa while I beat him off and he watched the movie.

Then I felt his left hand rest on the back of my neck, just sort of kneading it. “Yeah, man,” he said, “that feel great.” His hand pushed a little, pulling my head toward him and down toward his cock.

“What are you going?” I gasped.

He didn’t answer, he just kept pushing on my neck. My head was halfway down to his cock. I didn’t know what to do. Fantasies were one thing, but I wasn’t gay. I WASN’T GAY! That’s why I’d never . . .

He pushed again, my mouth now maybe six inches from his cock, the head of it huge that close to my face, watching my own hand moving up and down the shaft like it belonged to someone else. Of course he was still pushing. If I didn’t want this, why was my hand still on his meat? Still stroking it? If I did want this, why wasn’t my mouth already wrapped around his cock?

I didn’t know what to do, what I wanted. And he pushed again. Now, the head of his penis was pressed firmly against my lips, his left hand on the back of my head, holding it in place. He wrapped his right hand around mine again, guiding it up and down his shaft, but also rubbing his cock back and forth across my lips, the hand behind my head pushing harder as I clenched my lips shut. I wanted to open my mouth. I couldn’t open my mouth. I was frozen between fear and desire.

He moved the head of his cock to the exact middle canlı casino of my mouth. “Hold that there,” he told me, and I did, with my own hand. He pressed harder still on the back of my head, the pressure almost bruising my lips as his cockhead forced them against my teeth. Then, with the hand he had released from his cock, he pinched my nose shut, cutting off my air.

I felt my own cock swell even larger in my own left hand as I continued to stroke myself, even as I held his cock against my own lips. I had not used either of my own hands to fight against any of this, only to serve him and my own desire. And I understood. My choices were no longer my own because I did not want them to be. They were his because I was not even man enough to surrender on my own. I needed to be taken.

I held out as long as I could, trying to force some air in through my nose, but it was pinched completely shut. Finally, I opened my lips wide, both his cock and the oxygen I desperately needed filling my mouth. I gasped a few breaths, and he continued to push, his cock moving over my lips, past my teeth, sliding down the length of my tongue, lodging firmly against the back of my throat, my hand still stroking the remainder of his cock outside my mouth, and furiously stroking my own.

He released my nose, holding my head in both hands, sliding it up and down his cock while I stroked both him and myself.

“That’s a good little bitch,” he said finally. “That’s what you wanted, isn’t it?”

I tried to say yes, but the sound that came out around his cock was only a mumble.

“I’m going to stand up now,” he said. “And you are going to get on your knees so I can fuck your face properly.”

He stood, me actually hanging on to his cock for a moment, holding it in my mouth so it wouldn’t get out, not wanting to break contact with it for even a second. I dropped to my knees as quickly as I could, keeping my mouth open. He grabbed my head in both hands again and rammed his cock into my mouth, the end of it wedged against the entrance to my throat, its girth filling my mouth entirely.

“You’re going to have to do better than that,” he said, increasing the pressure.

I wanted to. I wanted to take it all. I tried desperately to take more, opening my mouth wider, changing the angle of my head, until finally, he was able to force the head of his cock into my throat and I could feel his pubic hair against my nose, his sack and balls pressed against my chin. I could not breathe, but it did not matter. If he wanted his cock in my throat until I passed out, I would accept it. I went limp, my hands down, my mouth open, bent completely to his will.

He pulled almost all the way out of my mouth. I sucked in a breath. He rammed his cock back in, it stuck for a moment at the back of my mouth, but then forced its way back into my throat. Pulling out, pushing back in, pulling out, pushing back in, my throat completely open now, like a vagina, accepting the repeated invasion. Saliva and pre-cum spilled out of my mouth, dripping off my chin on my shirt. I didn’t care.

Then he pulled all the way out of my mouth.

“Stand up,” he said. I did.

“Move to the end of the couch,” he said.

I did.

“Drop your kaçak casino pants,” he said.

My cock was already out of my fly. I undid my belt and the snap of my jeans and pulled them and my boxers down to my ankles.

“Bend over the arm of the coach,” he said.

I did. My face was buried in the seat cushions, my ass in the air.

“Reach behind you with both hands and spread your cheeks,” he said.

I did, exposing my hole to him.

From the corner of my eye, I could see him grab the tube of KY Jelly I had been using to lube my cock while I beat off before he had arrived. I felt him smear some on my asshole, work some inside me with his fingers, heard him smearing some on his cock.

“I don’t have a condom,” he said. “But I’m clean.”

“OK,” I said.

“This is going to hurt,” he said.

“Good,” I answered without thinking, almost without my own volition, as though someone else was answering for me.

I felt his the head of his prick press against my hole, felt the hole stretch, felt his head pop through the ring of muscle, felt a burning, tearing pain as he leaned in to me, pushing his cock further and further into my bowels. With each fraction of an inch it penetrated, I would have sworn it could go no further, but it speared into to me, deeper and deeper, the burning pain subsiding a little, a sense of pressure building. Finally, I felt his hips pressed against my buttocks as he had pushed his cock into me as far as it could reach.

For a moment, he just held that position, pushing as hard against me as he could, making sure the tip of his cock was wedged as deeply as it could be. Then I felt his hands on my hips, holding them tight and pushing me down hard against the arm of the sofa as he slowly pulled back. I relaxed my knees, allowing the coach to hold my weight, surrendering my ability to resist. He pulled back until only the head of his cock was still inside me then, all at once and with all his weight, rammed his cock back in as deep as it could go. There was some of the tearing and burning from the first penetration, but not as bad. He pulled back again, rammed in again. Less burning, less pain. He did this again and again, each time the force of his body slamming me into the coach, and involuntary “OOPMH!” escaping my lips each time.

The speed and intensity of the thrusts increased, the flesh of his flanks slapping against my ass, sometimes too the flesh of his hands slapping my ass checks as well.

As the pace approached a crescendo, he pulled out completely. “Back on your knees, bitch,” he ordered.

I spun around, dropping to my knees, my mouth gaping open. He grabbed my head again, ramming his cock back into my mouth, back down my throat, pumping hard, but only in strokes of an inch or two, so that the head of his cock remained in my throat. I felt his scrotum tighten against my chin, felt his shaft quiver, felt his cum pulse into my throat, flowing down into my gut.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my wife standing in the door to the living room. She was wearing a raincoat, but it was open. She was naked beneath it, except for a strap-on rig from which hung a black plastic cock even larger than Bill’s. She was stroking it like she was a man.

Bill finished cumming. He pulled out, stroking the last few drops of cum from his cock into my open mouth.

“How did it go?” my wife asked.

“About like we figured,” he said. “Your turn.”

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A few days later there was big news. I came home from work and heard Krissy’s favorite rock & roll blaring in the living room. Krissy was prancing and dancing back and forth from the living room to the kitchen and back again while Marie stood at the kitchen counter smiling while she cut onions for dinner.

“What’s the deal?” I asked.

“I got accepted to college!” Krissy squealed. “My first choice school! And a partial scholarship!”

I was happy for her at the news, but even through the happiness I was not blind to the sight of her big tits bouncing up and down under her tight pullover blouse. The fact that she had stripped her jeans off and had only panties on her bottom made her look even more fuckable.

“Come here,” I said. “Both of you.”

They came to me and we held hands in a triangle. “This is really a great accomplishment,” I said. “Krissy, your mother and I are always proud of you, but today I can see that all the faith we’ve had in you has been well-placed.”

“Oh, Danny! Thanks. And thanks, Mom, for sticking by me.”

“Group hug!” said Marie, and the three of us came together. It was an honest expression of love and pride, and yet at the same time I could not help but feel the soft breasts of mother and daughter pressing against my chest from two sides. My hand slid down both women’s backs and around their waists, resting at the junction where their nearly identical hips flared out from their tight waists. I pulled my girls in tighter.

Krissy stretched up and kissed my cheek and her mother did the same. Now both women were nuzzling against my face. I pulled mother and daughter in tighter, making their breasts mash against me more. Then Krissy moved her face over and kissed me closed-mouth on the lips. I brought my hand up from her waist, and stroked her cheek.

Krissy pulled back slightly. “Danny, you’ve been so supportive. I feel like you’re more than a stepfather.” She looked over at her mother. “Mom, can I . . .?” and without waiting for permission, she kissed me again, opening her mouth and invading me with her tongue. My eyes locked onto Marie’s, who seemed a little surprised but not entirely disapproving. Without thinking, my hand slipped downward from Marie’s waist and cupped her ass. Marie squirmed as I kneaded the her perfect asscheek.

“Wait, sweetheart,” said Marie. “He’s my husband, and I’m proud of him, too.” She made Krissy pull back from my mouth and took her place. Marie’s tongue thrust in and out of my mouth like she was fucking me with her tongue. Both my hands cupped my girls’ asses and I pulled them to me as tightly as I could.

“My turn,” said Krissy, as she moved in and started kissing me again. My cock, sandwiched between the two gorgeous women in my life, was hard as a rock.

“I think this calls for a celebration,” said Marie. “Let’s have champagne with dinner!”

Over dinner we talked about the particulars of the college acceptance offer. It covered the private school tuition, but the fact was that dorm, cafeteria fees and books were casino oyna expensive. What with the recession and skyrocketing university expenses, things were more likely to be worse than better over the next couple of years.

“Krissy, how bad would it be if you kept living here after you finish high school?” Marie asked. “The university is only fifty miles away. Even with the high price of gas, it would still be cheaper than a dorm room. Of course, you’d miss out on part of that college freshman experience.”

One of Krissy’s strengths was her practical side. “I see what you’re saying, Mom. If I’m going to make this happen, it looks like I’ll have to be a commuter student. You don’t mind my staying around the house next year, do you, Danny?” For once, Krissy seemed to be perfectly innocent in her suggestion, but that didn’t stop my cock from growing bigger at the thought of her staying indefinitely.

Finances aside, it was still an important family celebration. Marie was never much of a drinker – alcohol usually went straight to her head. A glass of wine made her light-headed, and two pushed her over the edge into silliness. Krissy took after her mother, with the result that after a couple of unpleasant experiences on dates, she generally avoided drinking with friends. Tonight, though, both mother and daughter didn’t care.

We cleared the dishes. Krissy went to her room, and within a minute or so more rock was blaring down the hallway. Marie settled down next to me on the couch.

“I’m so happy!” Marie said. “Krissy’s worked toward this for four years, and with the scholarship and maybe some financial aid we can afford it for her. You’ve been so supportive.” She nuzzled her head under my chin and sighed. “And I’m so tipsy!”

Krissy came prancing back into the living room. She’d changed from her earlier outfit, and now wore a sarong bottom with the white bikini top that her mother had earlier said was only for family viewing. My viewing, that is. “I’m just so energized!” she exclaimed. “This is awesome!” She began dancing to the beat.

Marie closed her eyes and rubbed her hand over my chest, leaving me to stare while Krissy danced for us. Making full use of the floor-length sarong, she moved her hips back and forth enticingly while shimmying her shoulders to maximize the sway of her huge teenage 32F tits, bouncing nearly unrestrained by the small triangular bikini patches that hardly covered anything other than her nipples. Marie stretched up and, her eyes still closed, kissed my neck while her fingers traced circles first on my chest, then lower toward my stomach, then lower still. “So drunk,” she whispered. Her fingernail started tracing the outline of my cock through my pants.

Krissy’s eyes locked on mine. She began to thrust her hips toward me, making her big tits bounce even more. At one point, during a brief drum solo, Krissy stood two feet in front of me, cupped her soft, grapefruit-sized tits in her hands and squeezed them for me while bucking her hips toward me in time with the pounding canlı casino drum beats. Her mouth opened in a wide, happy grin and her head nodded up and down in time with the music. “Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!” she chanted to the beat, mashing her tits and pumping her hips in and out for me as she pantomimed getting fucked.

Marie, her eyes still closed, nibbled my earlobes while she stroked my cock. “Love you so much, baby,” she whispered.

Then Krissy crooked her finger toward me. “Come on, Mom, Danny. Dance with me.”

I didn’t need to be asked twice. I stood and extended my arm to help Marie stand and we joined Krissy in the center of the room.

We danced in every combination: sometimes each of us became lost in the beat of the song and paid little attention to the others. Other times, I danced with either my wife or my stepdaughter. After the first couple of minutes, Marie shed her shoes, then she unzipped her straight skirt and wiggled out of it, preferring to dance in her panties as her daughter had earlier in the evening. So while Krissy paraded her humongous tits before me in her inadequate little bikini top, Marie backed up against me and ground her panty-clad ass into my groin. Both of my girls were drunk and getting looser. Life was good and getting better.

A long slow song came on. At first, I held Marie, and was treated to the sight of Krissy swaying to her own tempo behind her mother, looking into my eyes from several feet away, caressing her tits and pinching her nipples for me. Halfway through the song, one of her breasts slipped out of the bikini and she left it hanging out. At a musical break in the middle of the song, I drifted away from Marie and pulled Krissy into my arms. Marie kept her eyes closed and sashayed back and forth across the living room floor in an inebriated dream state. Krissy, only slightly less drunk than her mother, molded her body to mine as we swayed to the music.

“Dance with me Daddy,” said Marie. Instead of cutting in, she joined Krissy and me and we became a trio, moving back and forth with one mind. Someone’s hand started caressing my cock through my pants – I didn’t know whose it was, and the fact that I didn’t know made it all the more intensely erotic.

“I love my girls,” I said. We continued to sway together with the music. I kissed Marie deeply for a moment, then turned to Krissy and thrust my tongue in her mouth. Then I went back to Marie. The mysterious hand on my cock continued to service me while the three of us danced and I went back and forth kissing mother, then daughter, then mother, then daughter. My lust for the two of them was so intense I wanted to explode.

Then Marie, dizzy from the champagne, sank down on the floor, smiling. Krissy crouched down alongside her and draped an arm over Marie’s shoulder, then whispered in her ear just loud enough for me to hear: “Daddy needs his blowjob.”

Marie smiled and reached up to my belt. Her fingers were less coordinated than usual, so Krissy helped her undo the button and zipper. My pants dropped kaçak casino down in a pile at my feet, and Marie smiled drunkenly at my hard-on bouncing in front of her face. “Cock,” she said simply. “Cock cock cock.”

“Here you go, sweetie,” said Krissy as she took my cock and brought it to her mother’s lips. “Daddy’s gonna feed you.” Marie smiled and kissed the tip of my cockhead. Then she closed her eyes and began to suck.

Krissy stood up and embraced me. “I love you, Daddy,” she said, and thrust her tongue into my mouth. I reached down with one hand and guided my beautiful wife’s head on my cock, while the other hand rose up and cupped the big exposed breast of my other Daddy’s girl.

Krissy reached down and held the base of my cock while her mother slurped greedily at the head. “Thank you, Daddy,” said Krissy. “Thank you for finally letting me touch you.” Her hand stroked my cock, and now I felt her other hand join mine on the back of her mother’s head, intertwining with my fingers buried in her mother’s hair as we both urged Marie to suck Daddy harder.

This went on for several minutes. I’m not sure Marie even knew where she was, she was so lost in her trance. “Love Daddy cock,” she moaned. “Oh Daddy – hee hee hee! – I love you Daddy.” She took my cock in both hands and jacked it for a minute, then smeared my precum on her cheeks. “Big cock Daddy,” she cooed, then shivered all over. “Big cock Daddy makes baby cum all night.” Krissy put her hands on both my cheeks while she kissed me desperately.

It was time to complete the process. “Get on your knees, Krissy. You need to join your mother. Show me how much you love Daddy.”

She willingly sank to the floor beside her mother. Marie, high on champagne or maybe on cock, smiled drunkenly at her daughter. “Daddy needs his blowjob, sweetie,” she said, and fed my cock to her daughter. The music continued as loudly as before, but all I could hear was the sound of Daddy’s girls slurping and giggling, sharing delicious Daddy meat that they both loved so much.

Krissy, it seemed, was as multi-orgasmic as her mother and for some inexplicable reason – maybe it was genetic, or maybe it was because she had watched her mother cum so many times while giving head – she, too, had orgasms from sucking me. After a minute or two of giggling and shivering and licking, I led them over to the couch, where I could sit down while they continued sucking and cumming.

Once I had resettled on the couch, I stroked their hair and asked, “Are Daddy’s girls happy?” They both looked up at me and beamed. Mother and daughter, partners in cocksucking. Each had an arm around the other’s waist and a hand on the shaft of my cock, holding it between their beautiful faces.

I wanted the moment to go on forever. I imagined a future of Marie and Krissy sucking my cock and fucking me every day. My dream several weeks ago of the two of them hugging my cock together and glorying in my sperm was coming true. At that moment, contemplating a future of fucking these two beautiful women whenever I wanted, my cock erupted, showering my wife’s and my stepdaughter’s faces with cum. Marie and Krissy both laughed, then reached over to each other’s faces to scoop up my sperm and feed it to each other.

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