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Merhabalar, ben 36 yaşında üniversite de eğitim veren bir bayanım. İsmim Azra, cinsellikten hoşlanan sürekli yeni arayışlar içinde olan bir bayandım. 18 yaşında evimden uzakta yaşamaktayım, sadece yaz tatillerinde ailemi ziyarete gidiyordum. Üniversiteyi bitirdikten sonra Yükseklisans ara vermeden doktorayı bitirdim, 8 yıldır eğitim vermekteyim. Beyaz tenli, kızıl saçlı tombul bir bayanım, 75 kilo 1.65 boyum var. Sex yapmayı seviyorum ama bu konuda da dikkatli olmam gerekiyordu, bundan dolayı ben nezaman bulunduğum bölgeden uzaklaşınca (Özellikle Yurtdışına) tanıdığım birileri varsa buluşup hemen sex yapıyorum yakışıklı ve hoş bir erkekse sürekli resimler çekip saklardım. Ben bu resimlerimi email adresimde saklardım….
Bir gün dersteyken, bilgisayarım bozulur, benim canım çok sıkılır bu duruma, ben bu bilgisayarı bilgisayarcıya versem en az 2-3 hafta geri alamazdım. Sınıfta öğrencilerimden birtanesi “Hocam bana bilgisayarınızı verin ben size yarın onartıp geri getireyim” dedi. Kendisini tanıdığım ve güvendiğim bir öğrencim olduğundan hiç tereddüt etmeden kabul ettim ve dersi bittirdim. Batuhan öğrencimin okulu bitirmesine 3 yıl vardı. Benim gözde öğrencilerimdendi 20 yaşında yaklaşık 95 kilo civarlarında esmer 1.75 boylarında biriydi. Tam bir inek öğrenciydi ve çok utangaçtı. Bilgisayar kullanmasını ve bilgisayardan pek anlamaz ve hatta pek sevmezdim. Basitçe email adresime girmeyi ve yazı yazma programlarını biliyordum.
Eve gitmiştim, evde tek başıma yaşadığımdan çok fazla düzenime önem veremiyordum, kirli bir bayan değilim sadece dağınık bir yapım vardı. Akşam yemeğini hazırlamaya başladım, tam o sırada bir mesaj geldi. Telefonumu elime alıp mesajı okumaya başladım “Hocam ben Batuhan sizin bilgiyarınızı halletim çok basit bir sorunu varmış sizin eve yakınım size bırakayım mı? Bir de sizinle konuşmak istediğim bir konu var musaitseniz?” bende kendisini kırmak istemedim ve mesajına cevap yazdım olur diye.
25 dakika sonra kapı çaldı kapıyı açtım batuhandı, içeri aldım salonda oturduk. Bilgisayarımı alıp odama götürdüm döndüğümde
-Teşekkür ederim Batuhan neyi vardı ki bilgisayarın?
-Rica ederim hocam sadece çok ısınmıştı bence siz bilgisayarınıza bir soğutucu almalısınız hocam
-haftasonu ilk iş bu olsa gerek hemen alacağım dedim gülerek
-gecikmeyin hocam bilgisayarınızda daha önemli sorunlar çıkmadan
-olur Batuhan peki benle konuşmak istediğin konu nedir?
Batuhan kızarmıştı çok utandığı belliydi, esmer teni olmasına rağmen belli oluyordu kızarıklık.
Cebinden telefonunu çıkardı bana verdi, fotoğrafları gördüm benim başka erkeklerle çektirdiğim fotoğraflarım batuhanın elindeydi, ne yapacağımı şaşırdım boğazım kurudu. Bunları nasıl alabildi email adresimdeydi ama email adresimde bilgisayarımda kayıtlıydı. Sessizce ne olacağını beklerken Batuhan sessizliği bozdu
-Evet hocam bu fotolar elimde size aşık bir öğrenciniz olarak sizden ne isteyeceğimi anlamışsınızdır
-Sene sonuna kadar gelme sana A veririm dedim
-Hocam zaten A alabilirim sizde biliyorsunuz
-Ne istiyorsun?
-Azra seni istiyorum dedi
-Hadini bil ben senin hocanım bana adımla hitap edemesin
-Bak güzelim bir tuşla tüm arkadaşlarıma yollarım hatta dekana bile yollarım günün sonunda sen zararlı çıkarsın şimdi usulca buraya gel diz çök ve fermuarımı aç
Yapacak birşey yoktu dediğini yaptım. önünde ki kabarıklık çok belirgin bi şekildeydi önünde diz çöktüm fermuarını açtım ve boxerını indirirken Batuhanın yarağı suratıma çarptı. 19 cm di ve gayet güzel gözüküyordu. istemeye istemeye başını ağzıma aldım benimkafamdan tuttup bastırdı. yarısına kadar ağzımdaydı ben yavaş yavaş git gel yapmaya başladım. Telefonunu çıkardı videoya çekmeye başladı. Videoya çekerken yeni orospum Azra Hoca diye tanıttı biryerden de kafamı bastırdığı için bişey söyleyemiyordum ve sadece inliyordum. kamerayı kapttıktan sonra iki eliyle kafamdan tuttu boğazıma kadar soktuğunu hisediyordum. Ağzımdan çıkarmadan boşalmaya başladı. bir kısmı mideme bir kısmıda ağzımın kenarından dışarı sızıyordu. koltuğa geri oturdu ve bana orospu soyun dedi. İstemeye istemeye dediğini yaptım. bulunduğum durumun farklı olmasından kaynaklı olarak biraz hoşuma gitmişti ve bunu belli etmek istemiyordum. Ayağa kalkıp yanıma geldi amıma dokunduğunda ıslaklığı farkedince vay orospuya demek hoşuna gitti. çok utandım ve ne yapacaksan yap ve siktir git bu evden dedim. Beni domalttı bütün yarağı yavaş yavaş sokmaya başladı bu durum kadar hoşuma gidiyordu ki kendimden nefret etmeye başladım. hepsi girince omuzlarımdan tuttu ve yavaşça pompalamaya başladı. hızlanmaya başlamıştı artık kendimden geçmeye başlamıştım. Bana orospu siker gibi seni sikiyorum benim canım orospum azram diyordu. Boşalmak bilmiyordu. benim boşalmama yakın beni döndürdü ve bacağımı omzuna alıp o şekilde sikerken bir daha videoyaya çekmeye başladı yapacak hiç birşeyim yoktu ve inliyordum. Ben boşaldım oda boşalmıştı artık rahatlamıştı. o şekilde otururken biraz soluklandı ve giyinmeye başlamıştı saat 22:30 civarıydı. bi sigara yaktı bende giyinmiştim gitmesini bekliyordum ama o gidecek gibi değildi. Konuşmaya başladı.
-Gitmemi istiyorsun ama bir yandan çok zevk aldın, böyle bir zevki daha önce hiç yaşamadın Azra biliyorum. Bundan sonra hayatın değişecek bu yüzden sana söyleyeceklerimi iyice dinle ya benimle sende isteyerek sex yaparsın ya da zorla yaparsın bu umrumda değil. İsteyerek yaparsan benim sevgilim olacaksın. Benim sevgilim olmayı kabul ediyorsan yarın okula etek giyerek gel ama istemiyorsan da etek giyme, giyimine göre cevabımı alacağım güzelim dedi ayağa kalktı gitmeden yanıma geldi dudaklarımdan beni öperek hadi canım bugünlük ben kaçar dedi…….

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komşumuz cemile abla

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Merhaba ben 22 yasında bi üniversite öğrencisiyim.Size anlatacagım hikaye 18 yaşında başımdan geçti.o sıralar ailemle ankarada bi apartman dairesinde oturuyorduk.karşı dairemizde doktor ahmet abiyle kendisi gibi doktor olan cemile abla oturuyordu.Cemile abla 34 yaşında siyah uzun saçlı, süt gibi beyaz tenli 18 lik bir l****a vücuduna sahip bi kadındı.ben 18 yaşında olmama ragmen herkes bana askerliği nerde yaptın diye sorardı.sanırım fazla gelişmiş olmamdan bu şanslı olay başımdan geçti.

bir gün annem evde şeker kalmadıgını cemile abladan bi fincan getirmemi soyledi.zorla elime fincanı verip beni yolladı.bi kaç kez uzun uzun kapıyı çaldım ama kimse açmıyordu.sonra kim o diye bi ses duydum bu cemile ablaydı.benim cemile abla ferhat dedim.Ha sen misin bekle acıyorum dedi.ve kapıyı açtı.ustune bi çarşaf dolamıştı ve sanırım içinde başka bisey de yoktu.bana televizyon seyrediği için zili duymadıgını soyledi.ama ben onun çarsaf tarafından sıkılmış guzel vucuduna dalmış gitmiştim.bi an beni durttu ve gulerek ne istediğimi sordu.kekeleyerek şeker diyebildim ve fincanı uzattım.fincanı aldı ve beklememi soyledi.

derken içerden seslendi.Ferhat buraya gel diordu.ses mutfaktan geliyordu.mutfaga girdim.parmaklarının ucunda ustteki raflardan birine uzanmaya calısıyordu.,Ahmet abin sekeri usteki dolaba koymuş.o da bugun nöbetçi boyum yetmedi bana bi yardım et dedi.cemile ablanın arkasından şekeri almak uzandım ama biraz fazla yaklaşmış olmalıyım ki kalcasına hafif bi surtme oldu.bu cok hosuma gitti. sekeri indirdim.bi fincan alıp teşekkür ettim.tam giderken Cemile abla kendisine yardım edip edemeyecegimi sordu.ne konuda diye sorunca.duştaki muslugun calışmadıgı soyledi.bende şekeri eve bırakıp hemen geliyim diye eve uctum.şekeri verip anneme arkadaslarla gezmeye gittigimizi soyledim ve karsıya gectim.

Cemile abla hala carsaflaydı ama carsafın boyu kısalmıştı sanki.mini etek gibi duruyordu.beni duşa götürdü ve muslugu gösterdi.duşun altına gecip muslugu açtım ve açmamla sırılsıklam olmam bir oldu.megersem musluk bozuk filan degilmiş.bu halimi goren cemile abla özür dileyip bozuldugunu sandıgını soyledi.ama ustum basım sırıksıklam ıslanmıstı.bana soyunmamı kocasının elbiselerinden bana uygun bişey getirecegini soyledi.ve banyonun kapısını kapatıp gitti.

ben de soyunup elbiseleri beklerken aklıma cemile ablanın vucudu geldi ve klozete oturup benim oğlanı sıvazlamaya başladım oğlan tam kalkmaya başlamıştı ki cemile abla birden kapıyı açtı ve beni o halde gorunce hemen elbiseleri atıp kapıyı kapattı.ben yerin dibine girmiştim.

elbiseleri giyip salona gittim.ve cemile ablayı cırılcıplak koltukta oturken gordum.bana bakıp gulumsedi ve ben seni cıplak gördüm sen de beni görde hak gecmesin dedi.vucudu inanılmaz sexiydi.memeleri birer füze gibiydi.bacakları sutun gibiydi.bana gel otur yanıma dedi.gidip koltugun diger ucuna oturdum.yavas yavas bana dogru yaklastı ve elini bacagıma attı.bana bak Ferhat sana bişey sormak istiyorum.dedi.

ben heyecandan ve utanctan konusamıyordum.

zorlukla . tabi dedim.Vucudumu begendin mi?dedi.Ben de muhtesem dedim.eger oyleyse senle bi anlaşma yapalım.Az önce banyoda aletini gördüm gayet iyiydi beni tatmin edecek boyutta.ahmet olacak sünepe beni doyuramıyor.ben de yıllardır yanıyorum.eger şimdi beni tatmin edebilirsen her zaman seninle beraber olacagız. ve bunun yanında beni her becerişinde sana belli bi miktarda para da verecegim ne dersin?dedi.ben duyduklarıma inanamıyordum.henüz hiç bi dişiyle ilişkiye girmediğim için de beceremeyecegimden korkuyordum.tabi ki bu teklifi kabul etmemek buyuk eşeklik olur diyip kabul ettim.bunu duyunca cemile abla bana banyoya gidip ustumu cıkarmamı ve klozote oturmamı soyledi.

bende dediğini yaptım.biraz sonra o da banyoya geldi.hala cıplaktı.kapıdan girince amını daha yeni . traş ettiğini gordum.ama heyecandan aletim kalkmamıştı.

bunu gorunce ii kaldırmamışsın bunu ben yapmak istiyorum dedi ve önume çömeldi.sikimi eline aldı ve okşamaya başladı ben titriyordum.bana rahat ol sana hayatının en zevkli dakikalarını yaşatacagım deyip bir anda benim kamışı ağzına aldı ve saksoya başladı.cok tecrubeliydi sanki motor gibi yalayıp emiyordu.Porno filmlerde gördüğüm kadınlar gibiydi.ben de filmler aklıma gelince elimi korka korka memelerine goturdum ve okşamaya başladım.bunu yapınca başını kaldırdı ve bana gulumseyerek aferin dedi.memeleri yumusacıktı okşadıkca hoşuma gidiyordu.bu arada o da aleti sertleştirmeye devam ediyordu.birden kalktı ve duşun altına gitti beni yanına cagırdı ve suyu açtı.bu arada dudaklarıma yapıştı.öpüşmeye başladık dilimi ağzına sokup geziniyor dudaklarını emiyordum.cok tatlıydı.

o bu arada hala aletimi sıvazlıyordu.bende memelerdeydim.bi ara elimin birini tutup amının ustune yerleştirdi.buz gibi suyun altında olmamıza ragmen amı ateş gibiydi.yanıyorsun dedim. oda bana söndur o zaman erkeğim dedi.hemen eğilip amını yalamaya başladım.dilimi arasına sokup cıkarıyordum.cok tatlı bi su geliyordu agzıma.Cemile abla başıma bastırıyordu.derken . gir artık içine dedi.ve onu kucaklayıp yatak odasına goturdum.

ikimiz de sırılsıklamdık.

onu yataga atıp bacaklarını iki yana açtım girmek için ileri gittiğimde sikimi tutup biraz daha okşamaya başladı. iyice sert olsun ki zevk daha fazla olsun değil mi erkeğim?diyerek.sonra hadi içime gir ve beni uçur azgın boğam benim diye amının dudaklarını ayırdı.sikimin başını amına sürtmeye başladım.bu onu iyice azdırmıştı.yalvarırım sok artık diye inliyordu.derken bir hamlede o zamanlar 18 cm olan yaragımı amına gömüverdim.cemile abla ıhhh hadi pompala beni ferhatım diye bagırıyordu.bende bacaklarını iyice ayırıp başladıp gel gide.gidip geldikçe daha da hızlanıyordum o da daha yüksek sesle inliyor hızlanmamı istiyordu.aletim onun dipsiz kuyusuna bir girip bi çıkıyordu.altımda kıvranıyor acaip zevk aldıgı her halinden belli oluyordu.artık boşalacagımı anlamıştım.amından cıkıp karnına oturdum ve yaragımı Cemile ablanın tombul memelerinin arasına yerleştirdim o da memelerini iki taraftan sıkıştırdı.böyle bi kaç geliş gidişten sonra suratına boşaldım.

hemen aletimi kavradı ve emmeye başladı.doymadıgı her halınden belliydi.beni . sırtüstü yatırıp mutfaktan bi kavanozda bal getirdi.aletimi bala buladıktan sonra yalamaya başladı.beni zevkten kudurtuyordu.kocasıyla yapamadıgı herşeyi benle yapmak istiyordu.bikaç saniyede aletimi tertemiz yaptı.sonrada memelerine ve amının dudaklarına bal sürüp yanıma yattı.hemen memelerini yalamaya başladım.oralar bitince amına geldi sıra amının suyuyla bal karışınca daha da bi tatlanmıştı.artık ikinci postaya hazırdık.yataga oturdum ve onu kucagıma alıp kukusuna geçirdim.arkası bana dönüktü.ellerimle memelerini kavrayıp zıplamasını söyledim.bir anda lastik top gibi zıplamaya başladı.bu pozisyon oldum olası hoşuma giderdi.ve artık yapıyordum.deli gibi zıplıyordu.

her zıplayışında aletimin hepsini içine alıyordu.ben kendimden geçmiş sekilde arkadan sırtını, boynunu yalıyor öpüyordum.aklımı başımdan almıştı.biraz sonra suratı bana dönük pozisyona geçtik.bu seferde kafamı memelerine gömdüm.yalamaya emmeye başladım.ellerimle gotunu okşuyordum.arasıra got deliğine dokunuyordum.derken inlemeleri hızlandı.zevkten çıldırıyordu.sanırım boşalacaktı ve sandıgım gibi oldu.çığlık çığlığa henüz içindeyken boşaldı.zevk çığlıkları bittiğinde dudaklarıma yapıştı.hiç erkek görmemiş gibiydi.hayvan gibi saldırıyordu.ama ben hala boşalmamıştım.önüme çömelip bana 31 çektirmeye başladı.sonra ağzına aldı ve belki de sexte en iyi oldugu saksoya başladı.aletimi ağzına sokup cıkarırken ağzının içinde dili boş durmuyor yalamaya devam ediyordu.ağzı da amı kadar zevk veriyordu.tabi ki bu sakso seansı sonucunu kısa sürede vermişti.

boşalacagımı söylediğimde daha hızlı emmeye başladı.zevkin doruklarında boşalıyordum.ben ağzının içine attırdıkça o içine cekiyor sikimin kafasını emiyordu.son damlasına kadar yutmuştu spermlerimi.ama hala sikimi sömürüyor ve küçük diş darbeleri atıyordu.sonun da sikimi agzından kurtarmıştım.

biraz dinlendikten sonra tekrar banyoya gitti.5 dakka sonra beni banyoya çagırıyordu.banyoya gittiğimde küveti suyla doldurmuş oldugunu gördüm.ılık su son derece güzel duruyordu.geldiğimi görünce küvete sırtüstü yattı ve beni yanına cağırdı.küvete girmeden aletimi ağzına alıp biraz kaldırdı.sertleşince ben de küvete girdim.suyun içinde amının yeri . belli olmuyordu.cemile abla da bunu anlamış sikimi tutup kendisi amına yerleştirmişti.bu arada ılık su bizi iyice azdırmıştı.amına ilk yüklenişimde amındaki hava bir anda suyun yüzüne baloncuklar cıkmasına sebep oldu.ve birden hızlandım.

çap çup seslerin eşliğinde onun o güzel amcığını bir kez daha pompalıyordum.suyun içinde onu okşuyor her yerini mıncıklıyordum.bacakları cok pürüzsüzdü.onları omzuma aldım.amını sikmeye böyle devam ettim.

küvette de birer kez boşaldıktan sonra bana yemek hazırladı ama yorgunluktan yemek yiyecek takatimiz kalmamıştı.buna rağmen hala birbirimize yiyecek gibi bakıyorduk.bana ferhat arkadan yapmak ister misin?ben hiç denemedim ama senle yapmak isterim dedi.ben de neden olmasın dedim ve kabul ettim.

yemeği bırakıp kanepeye oturduk.cemile abla içeri gidip sütyen kilot ve jartiyerden oluşan kırmızı bir dantelli fantezi kıyafeti giymişti.ben hala cıplaktım ama aletim kalkacaga benzemiyordu.bunu goren cemile yanıma geldi ve striptize başladı bu arada hafif bir de müzik acmıştı.bu işte de son derece başarılıydı.müzik eşliğinde arkasını dondu ve sutyeninin kopçasını acıp kollarından aşagı indirdi.bana donup sadece elleri yardımıyla duran sutyenını bırakıp memelerini ortaya cıkardı ve beni heyecanlandırmaya başladı.sıra altaydı.bana dogru domalıp geri geri yaklaşmaya başladı.

tam elimi poposuna atacaktım kı benden kaçtı.sonra tekrar domaldı ve yavasca kilotunu sıyırmaya başladı.cok nazik hareketlerle indiriyordu.once sıradaki hedef gorundu.sımsıkı gorunuyordu.götten hiç yemediği belliydi.sonra da az once harap ettiğim amcıgı.ve sonun da kilotu da cıkarmıştı.sadece jartiyerle kalmıştı.

bu şovun ardından benim alet kendine gelir gibi olmuştu.ama tamamen kalmamıştı.hala kalkmadıgını goren cemile yarı kızgın yarı azgın önüme çömelip agzına aldı ve hızlıca emmeye yalamaya başladı.arada bir ısırıklar atıyor az da olsa canımı yakıyordu.öyle yapınca ben de onun meme uçlarını sıkıyor yavas olmasını belirtiyordum.sikimi iyice sertleştirince içeri koşup göz(ve göt)yakmayan bebe şampuanı ile geldi ve eline döküp sikimi iyice şampuanladı.sonra şampuanı bana verip tek bacagını yere tek bacagını kanepeye koyarak domaldı.ben de biraz tükürük biraz şampuanla götünün deliğini ovalamaya başladım.aslında elimle pek genişletmek istemiyordum.

biraz masajdan sonra hazır olup olmadıgını sordum.o da cok yavas olmamı canını yakmamamı soyledi.tabi tabi deyip şampuandan köpürmüş sikimin kafasını deliğin ağzına bastırmaya başladım.bu arada yavaş yavaş die soyleniyordu.emredersin deyip bir anda abandım.abanmamla cemile abla cıglıgı patlattı.ama aletin yarıya yakını girmişti.biraz daha abanınca ağlamaya başladı.nolur cıkar cok büyük alamam cok acıyor die yalvarıyordu.kendin istedin cemile abla pilavdan dönenin kaşıgı kırılsın deyip işime devam ettim.

bu arada altından kurtulmaya calısıyordu ben ise onu coktan karnından kavramıştım.onu hiç bırakmadan yavaş bir sekilde yuklenmeye devam ediyordum.her yuklenisimde biraz daha giriyor cemile ablanın aglaması ise yerini inlemeye bırakıyordu.aglamasının kesildigini gorunce birden abandım ve sikimin hepsini cemile ablanın deliğine kökledim.Cemile abla ohhhhh diye kendini bırakıverdi.ben de hemen gidip gelmeye yani delik genişletmeye başladım gittikçe genişleyen delik cemile ablanın zevk sesleri ve aldıgım tarif edilmez zevk beni ucuruyordu.sonun da bosalacagımı anlamıştım.

kafası mosmor olan sikimi cemile ablanın kıpkırmızı olan götünden cıkardıgım da cemile abla yere yıgıldı ben de cok yorgundum ama hala bosalmamıştım.hemen cemile ablayı yan cevirip koltuk altına yaragımım yerleştirdim.bir kaç gidiş gelişten sonra cemile ablanın suratına boşaldım ve uzerine yıgıldım.

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Arriving right at the bathhouse’s opening time on Tuesday, the sky dark enough to think that rain would be arriving soon, the entrance was busy. 5 stacked bundles of the latest edition of a free local gay magazine were outside the door. Going in, before I could mention the delivery, a man with a blue t-shirt that read “I like face fucking – ask me” brushed by, picking up a bundle, returning inside to drop it off.

Going into the locker room, several men were already in various stages of undressing. Accessing my locker wasn’t really possible, leading me to realize my black helmet was still in my hand. Returning to the counter, I handed it over with a smile, acknowledging my forgetfulness. Returning to the lockers, one of the men that had been in the way had left, with the man that had come in immediately after myself now next to me, already undressing.

As is generally the case, I’d gotten my boots, jacket, and clothes off and stowed quickly, only wrapping the towel while walking towards the bar. I drank the customary beer, surfing a French amateur site at the corner PC, before going down to the whirlpool.

Two men were in it, so I left my towel and bag on a lounger under the aquarium, and quickly showered.

The central fountain had stopped in the meantime, making it simple to move into the space between them. As it turned out, the man on my left was the one that responded to my overtures first, his foot accommodating mine as it slid along his leg. Looking at his cock led to noticing how his right hand had begun to slide over its invitingly expanded length.

It took little time for us to move closer, my hand finding his swelling cock while he shifted on the bench. Legs pressed and slid, hands explored, without inhibition, enjoying familiar games with a stranger. We began to jack each other off, barely noticing as the other man left.

At some point, the bench’s jets started, making us settle into different positions. The pulsing currents make gentleness difficult, and the splashing tends to be distracting. Minor points as we stroked, gripping a stranger’s cock, his other hand playing with mine. When the central jet restarted, it seemed like very little time had passed.

Shifting again in response, he put a leg over me, resting on the bench. It was easy to slide my cock against his thigh while my left hand played with his ass as he stroked himself.

A third man entered, distant from us, followed by a fourth. The latest whirlpool visitor sat to the left, with the other man’s leg forming an outer barrier to him pressing against my naked body. A barrier that the new man seemed slow in grasping. He was direct, not quite clumsy and not quite rude, but seemed unaware of why he was unable to slide himself closer into the games a pair were enjoying.

A situation that only slowly resolved itself, resulting in both men playing with my dick as I stroked each of theirs. My original partner left, fairly abruptly, only to be quickly replaced by an older man. During that interval, the other man had begun to climb over me to an extent, again not exactly rudely, but it took a bit of effort to prevent any awkwardness.

Admittedly, we were both turned on, and when cock to cock, a man’s tongue gliding over my ear is always welcome. Just as my playing with his quite erect nipples was welcome, his sexy moaning noticeably loud. When the other man sat down, I twisted around a bit, my hand soon finding his cock. Going from a twosome to a threesome is part of a bathhouse’s appeal, but the man on my left seemed less enthusiastic, at best half-hard, regardless of what I did.

After several minutes of mutual jacking, me thoroughly enjoying their shared attention, the man to my left again forced himself against me. Only the fact we were both rigid provided an acceptable excuse for such behavior. Cock to cock again, his tongue licked my neck sensuously, while I started exploring the top of his ear with my tongue. Soon, our mouths met, tongues darting and sliding as he held my cock against his.

Breaking the kiss, lips close to my ear, he said “Want to go upstairs? I can dress first.”

The question was unexpected, causing a somewhat befuddled “What?” in reply, cock pumping harder against his, providing an excuse for my lack of focus.

“I could dress – like a woman. With panties, bra, and camisole. Upstairs.”

“OK” I replied, surprised a touch at agreeing, along with being surprised that this was the first time I’d been so propositioned. Not that it was a strange area, precisely, having lived with a crossdresser and his wife a couple of decades ago. I’d enjoyed his bi and tran porn immensely while living with them, though he never expressed any interest in playing such games with men. Not that I hadn’t seen a number of Polaroids taken with wife, including her using a coil vibrator on his stiff rod as he wore a wig and frilled dress.

Nonetheless, apart from getting off several times to some of his bi porn, it had remained one of the more minor kinks of those I’d canlı bahis şirketleri enjoyed over that couple of years. To be honest, what made their pictures memorably erotic was his unshaved naked wife, sucking him, or playing with the vibrator herself, lost in orgasm. And a couple of dildo shots, with her in garters and stockings.

Returning to the present as his hand slid over my aroused cock, he looked at me closely, withdrawing into the middle of the whirlpool. My hand slipped from his ass as he moved away, breaking contact, allowing my mind to focus on what might happen upstairs.

He stepped out of the water, me following, both of us still hard. I picked up my towel and bag from the lounger, while he retrieved his things from the cubbyhole. The situation remained tentative somehow, odd in light of how horny we both clearly were. It was easy enough to follow him upstairs, noting that several men were lounging in chairs around the spiralling stairs. At least one looking at us go upstairs together, attracted by the fact that both of us were still erect. It was a strange experience being so obviously aroused, as planning to have sex with another man still being something that has only occurred a couple of times here in such fashion. At least in such public form, outside of the areas where public sex was the enjoyable norm.

After several years of regular visits, I’d gotten off in basically all of the available upstairs booths, along with the public porn theater space and darkroom. As a result, apart from the 2 porn booths, to me, they were all essentially the same. The porn booths are not always better – it isn’t as if all styles of gay porn appeal to me, though watching porn while getting sucked is something I can’t resist indulging in, whether in public or private.

Picking the booth at the top of the staircase by noting it was bigger, he went in first, waving to invite me in. Spreading my towel next to his, I concentrated on getting out condoms and poppers, leaving the camera covered. Finished, looking around, I saw he had a larger bag, and there were a couple of condoms on his side. He had started talking as I stretched out, naked, my hand returning to my cock, studiously not looking as he dressed, turned on by the thought of how he could observe my horniness.

“You’re the professor, right, from last January?” A bathhouse is a place for anonymous sex; false assumptions on someone else’s part have never been a concern of mine. Oddly, the fact that I did not have to even decide about silence or information was quite liberating. Answering “Why not?” seemed to satisfy both of us, as he kept dressing.

His hand began to stroke my leg, teasingly sliding higher, prompting me to turn around. He was dressed in thigh top black nylons, a light grey pair of panties that enhanced his bulging cock and balls nicely, and a darker grey elastic camisole, with silver highpoints in the material. The second pair of black straps over his shoulders seemed to belong to a bra, which to my silent relief was neither foam padded nor frilly.

I rose, hands seeking his nipples as he lowered himself on the platform, finding that they were indeed covered by a bra. Dress up never really appealed to me, having always been much more interested in naked reality, but this was truly the first time that someone had offered me the chance to at least explore a kink shared by any number of men.

The fact that he already believed me to be someone else added to the attraction, offering the freedom to play however I wanted. It wasn’t as if he was the first man I’d known who was interested in cross dressing. Including the fact that a man dressing like a woman pretty much still looks like a man – with the reality that a hard cock is a great indicator of just how turned on someone is, regardless of what they have on.

His hand found my naked extended cock as we began kissing, tongues moving wetly, soon settling his panty clad cock against my jutting erection. He began talking, saying how he was bisexual, married, providing for his children, followed by explaining how much he enjoyed a couple of hours at a gay sauna. As did I, of course, this conversation just making me hornier. And much like how the lack of a camera was not problem at this point, I decided not to talk about wives, tempting though the thought was to talk to another man about fucking. Oddly, the idea of keeping this encounter purely male seemed appropriate in the growing sexual fog surrounding my thoughts.

A hand found my nipple as another stroked my cock, lowering himself next to me. “Do you like me in nylons?” he asked. Of course I answered yes, my rigid cock being a plain indicator of my horniness, if not precisely my sincerity. Nylons tend to be the sort of thing I find best removed before sex, though a turned on partner is certainly more desirable than a mere clothing preference.

It took little time for both of us to find several mutual interests.

“Am I a slut?” he asked in a husky voice, lips close to my ear.

“Of canlı kaçak iddaa course you’re a hot slut – sluts are what make bathhouses so good to visit. I love sluts”

“Have you ever done this, get off with a cross-dresser?”

“No, but it feels really kinky, being with such a horny slut, touching such sexy panties with a hot cock inside.”

By this point, my hand was sliding over his smooth bulge. His tongue ran over my ear lightly, his hand taking mine, placing it on his chest again.

“Do you like my sexy bra? I love being touched there .. yeah .. it makes me so horny. I cannot wear a white t-shirt – my nipples are always erect and obvious.”

I gasped as he brought his nylon covered inner thigh against my bare cock. Soon, my hand began sliding against his smooth lingerie. By now, I’d become fully intrigued by playing such sexy games of make believe, surprised at just how much fun it was. Talking was certainly a part, bathhouses tending to be rare areas to engage in such intimate conversations. In part because the sex tends to be so direct most of the time, and in additional part because a lot of men, it seems, really aren’t very vocal about their interests, unlike most women of my experience.

Particularly considering how his interests and my past exposure to them intersected as we continued to stroke, fondle, and otherwise pleasure ourselves, talking dirty to each other the entire time. Running my hand over his chest, talking about the pictures of a crossdresser and his wife that I’d lived with. How his wife had introduced me to vibrators, how it turned out it was really his toy, with a cock cup that made jacking off with her watching porn unbelievably addictive. He was amazed that the wife participated in her husband’s kinks, tonguing my earlobe, panty covered cock pressing against my naked one.

“She allowed him?” he moaned, pressing himself against my hands, rubbing our erect rods, my hands under his bra and camisole, playing with his nipples. “Dressed like a woman?”

“She didn’t care,” I explained. “The wife knew .. oh yeah, sluts are like that .. she took pictures .. her husband in ruffled .. lingerie and .. wig.” The sensation from our moving cocks was irresistible, keeping me talking as the words flowed into a stream of sexual memories.

“I saw pictures .. her lips .. sucked wet cock .. playing with the vibrator .. cock and garters .. cumming. Hot porn .. bi porn .. cocksucking .. watched with them.” His covered cock sliding against mine found a magical spot, making me sigh as I just gave in to his attentions, having wonderful sex with a bi cross dresser whose horniness matched mine.

He was now talking, saying really dirty things about getting off in women’s clothing, how turned on it made him to be with another man like this. I responded as well as possible, saying how kinky playing with horny men made me, wearing panties, making me so slutty. He began to tongue my nipple, spread fingers stroking my length, his thumb gliding over the lubricated slit. I slid my foot over his nylons, gasping helplessly when he began licking my armpit.

Tongue sliding over my neck, moving near my lips as my thigh between his legs began rubbing over his cock. One of his hands found a wanting nipple, and when he broke our kiss, my tongue still mindlessly seeking more, he rolled onto his back. The next thing to do was obvious, but I like listening to people asking to be pleasured.

“What does a sexy slut want?” I demanded, stroking, seeing how his eyes remained fixed on my cock. “A turned-on bathhouse slut in panties, ready for kinky fun.” He sighed as my finger lightly traced the outline of his package, sliding right along the elastic edge to touch the exposed base of his shaved balls.

“Lick me .. lick my rod” he moaned, making me grin in anticipation at his pleasure. Becoming surprised to discover just how mutual our delight in panty licking was. A reason being the fact that actually, this was my first time having bathhouse sex with someone who was not equally naked. Along with the fact that the panties were enough of a barrier to remove any deeper concerns about indulging him orally.

Tonguing his cock against the panties took time and care, first using my tongue to trace its outline, recognizing quickly how tantalizing it was for him. Followed by my lips moving up and down his growing shaft, lips and tongue soon working together, starting to make the stretched fabric wet. Ending with my tongue slathering over his wetly covered dick.

Hearing him talk the entire time, mainly encouragement and directions, such as how good it felt getting licking and having someone play with a nipple at the same time. His words became more distracted, leading me to further desires, knowing how his cock was taking over. Making me beg him to take off the camisole, saying how much I wanted to see a slut’s bra, face just above his panties, my hands sliding over his nylon covered thighs towards his cock and balls. “A kinky slut’s bra, for me to look at canlı kaçak bahis it and jack off. Talking like this makes me so hot. Show me your sexy tits so I can lick them like your cock, slut.”

Sitting up, he pulled off the camisole, revealing his bra – black cloth, not really padded, though definitely double layered. And, oddly enough, along the lines of dress up, not something I had ever seen a woman wear. But then, neither of us were women, this being a fantastically male experience. The sensations were coming from several directions, including an awareness of how enticing first times can be, particularly when combined with practiced skill. Leading to thoughts of going much further with crossdressing.

Rising myself, between his thighs, sensuously sliding my jutting erection against his warm and wet bulge. Cock to cock like this, looking at his face, I began to talk about about getting off in panties. Both alone, and with my first girlfriend making me cum in her panties as she watched.

He only moaned when I asked him if he got off in panties, my rigid length sliding over his, coated by spit, my hands feeling him up as he sank into the pleasure of having sex with a stranger while wearing a bra and panties.

“When I bought this bra, I let the clerk know why” he panted, starting to thrust his hips upwards. “You think its really sexy, don’t you? Dressing like this .. turned on slut.”

“A slut with a slut” was my response, both of us fixed on the other’s faces as our cocks moved. “A kinky slut .. sexy panties make me hot .. slut panties over hot cock.” My desires were betrayed when I started asking if he had any panties I could wear, dressing like a total slut, each word of my desire to wear women’s clothing thrilling me as it was spoken, my cock thrusting against his. Speaking to a bi man who understood just what my cock was interested in. Someone who already thought me to be another person.

The booth we were in was right at the start of the porn corridor, the first booth in that direction from the spiral staircase. With a good 18 inches open at the top, the booth was not remotely sound proofed. Knowing that people walking by could hear me ask, with total lust, to wear another man’s panties.

“I have other panties” he groaned, moving to his bag as I settled to his side, looking at his cock outlined underneath slick grey, a black nylon covered thigh moving between my legs, along my balls and teasingly between my ass cheeks. I put my hand under his panties, touching his naked cock, telling him how turned on this was making me, making him lose focus.

As was I, telling a man about wanting to wear female underwear, telling him how horny this kept making me. Time passed in a haze, until concentrating, his face showing how turned on he still was, he held up panties, much like those he was wearing, in red with a black diamond pattern in the middle.

“Do you want to wear these, slut?” I heard. “Dress like a sexy woman?”

Hand returning to stroke my aroused length, sighing and finally answering “Oh fuck yes, I want to wear panties over my cock .. be your slut. Get off with another man like that.”

It wasn’t difficult to put them on, though doing it felt unbelievably kinky. They fit well enough, my bulge against the smooth fabric utterly erotic. Knowing that another man had already worn them, or at least aroused by the thought. Soon leading to touching myself, pulling the front down as I knelt above him. Leading him to stop me, several times, finally distracting me enough to keep my hand out of my sexy slut panties.

“Fuck yes, feel my hard cock in panties .. so slutty .. I just want to jack off. Sluts love jacking off.”

“Sluts love this too” he said, pulling himself to my crotch using his arms along my thighs. He positioned himself, making me gasp as his tongue began to flick against the panties. After a bit of teasingly perfect foreplay and adjustment, he began to do me like I’d done him, now fully aware of how enthralling the sensation was.

He gathered my panties to expose each side of my sack, his tongue beginning to teabag me as I wallowed in the pleasure, one hand forwards, under his bra, the other backwards under his panties.

Creating an irresistibly charged sense of pure kinkiness, both of us hard, wearing women’s underwear as we played. Shifting, his tongue began to lick my panty covered cock again, just like I had done to him a few minutes before. The words were unstoppable – “Kinky sluts love slut sex, lick my sexy panties, make it feel so good. I loved licking your panties, tongue sliding wet over your hard cock. Oh fuck yes .. sexy panties.”

Right at the edge orgasm, inexorably growing less controlled, growling how good it was to play with cocks like this, pulling his panties down as I stroked his sexy dick behind me.

He returned to ball licking, causing me to lean back, using an extended hand to stroke his nylon covered thighs, feeling his reaction at my balls whenever I approached his cock. We were both under the same spell, crossing a boundary of surprising delight, one he knew all about. A boundary that I’d only approached in the past, living with a straight cross dresser – which cross dressers generally are, according to most accounts, scientific or otherwise.

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Hey there everyone, my name is Tammie and this is the story of my best friend, Jody and me.

Now granted we have been best friends for years and neither of us ever thought about each other in a sexual way. But that all changed one hot summer night by Jody’s pool.

We were lying out in the dying heat trying to relax after a long day at work. The night air felt good over our bikini-clad bodies, but neither of us really wanted to get into the pool.

We were talking about the customers that had come in to pick up their prescriptions and any difficulties that we had during the day. All day long we both had been trying to get a hold of various doctors but to no avail and we were frustrated. Then the subject turned to sex, and the lack of it.

“I’m sorry but right now if I don’t get laid soon I’m going to go nuts.” Jody said. “I’m wetter then hell most of the day and staring at all the hunks that come in and out all day doesn’t help. What about you?”

“Oh yeah. It’s been too long since me and Kirk broke up. I need to feel a guy inside me again. Now the vibrator helps but god to feel the real thing again.” I said. “God just talking about it is making me wet and horny.”

Jody glanced over at me and I looked at her, both of us had a look of hunger in our eyes.

I could tell her nipples were hard and that she was getting turned on. And I think that she could tell the same thing canlı bahis şirketleri from me.

“Um, I don’t know about you but I’m suddenly feeling really hot. I think I’m going to go take a dip in the pool. You up for joining me?” I asked her.

“Yeah I’m coming in with you.”

With that we both dived in at the dame time making a huge splash.

I surfaced right behind her and pinched her behind as I came up for air. When I did that I felt a rush of liquid between my legs. I knew then that her body was turning me on.

She turned and looked at me and smiled. And to this day I don’t know how we ended up in each other’s arms and kissing but we did. And let me tell you something it got hot and heavy really fast.

We pulled apart and she said, “Lets go over to the steps I want to feel all of you.”

We waded over there and continued to make out and touch each other. She undid my top and pulled it down to expose my perfect 36D breasts. I undid her top to reveal her 38D pierced breasts.

She leaned down and started to suck them and massage them. I couldn’t help but moan. She felt so good. As she sucked my nipples I massaged hers into complete harness. They were at the point of rock hard by the time she came back to kiss me.

As we kissed she continued to massage my nipples and I started to grind my pussy into her leg. I leaned down and took her nipples into my canlı kaçak iddaa mouth. I played with her nipple hoop and teased her unmercifully with my tongue.

She slid her hand down into my bottoms and slid a finger up inside my dripping pussy.

“My god you’re so wet. I want more of you. Lets move over to the chaise and strip naked. I want to see you and I want you to see me. I want to devour you.” She said panting with want and desire.

We managed to get over the chaise and strip each other of the rest of the bikinis. By this time we were so into kissing and touching that we didn’t notice the temperature drop from the pool to the outside.

We lay down in a sixty-nine position so that we could devour each others steaming wet shaved pussies.

I have my clit pierced and when she saw that she just went after it with her tongue. I started thrashing around as she licked and flicked it with her tongue. I sucked her clit into my mouth and moaned against it causing a little vibration. I could tell she liked that by the way she continued to attack me clit.

I started to run my tongue up and down her pussy, teasing her with it. Then when I finally stuck my tongue inside her she came like nothing I had ever felt. I couldn’t help but lick up all that love juice. She was doing the same to me and I just came in buckets. I love being eaten out and I always cum hard.

I was getting canlı kaçak bahis to the point where all I wanted was to feel her against me. So I turned around and faced her.

“I want to feel your pussy against mine. I want to grind against you. Do you want to keep going out here or do you want to move to your room?” I asked panting.

“Lets just stay out here. I don’t think I can move. I’m so horny right now.” She moaned out.

I kissed her softly, moved down and turned onto my side. She did the same, and then we slid together. As soon as I felt her pussy touch mine I came right then. I couldn’t help it, she felt so good.

We just started rubbing each other’s pussies with fingers and clits trying to stay together. Both of us bucking wildly. I managed to slide 2 fingers inside her and she slid 2 into me. Feeling that we both started to moan and buck even more.

“Oh my god I’m so cumming right now.” She said as she flooded my fingers and pussy with cum. “God why haven’t we done this sooner? I really love this.”

I couldn’t talk because I was cumming so much and so fast. All I could so was shrug and cum.

When we finally calmed down and disengaged from each other, we just kind of lay there and panted. I some how managed to crawl up to her take her in my arms and kiss her lightly.

After that I really don’t remember much except waking up in her arms outside. We woke up because of the cold coming in and we both decided to go to her room to continue what we had started.

What happened there, well that’s another story. I’ll have to tell you it sometime. That is after I am done cumming so much with Jody.

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Having a free afternoon, this Thursday offered the chance to visit the baths. Enjoying my usual indulgences before going upstairs, to find the space empty. Allowing me to take out the camera in the porn theater, after stroking while enjoying the male group sex porn. Basically, making my own porn to share, displaying an erect cock available to anyone who wants it.

Unsurprisingly, no one entered the porn theater after taking those dozen pictures, so I dropped off the black bag in my locker, and went down to the basement steam room. Entering, it was notably hot, but quite dry. After staying a few minutes, I went to the whirlpool, with four men in it. The central fountain was bubbling as I settled, raised on a folded leg, between two men, mainly trying to avoid the splashing.

Nothing seemed to be occurring, and when another man entered after several minutes, I left – again, before the central jet stopped. The water had at least been nicely warm, and still damp, I returned to the steam room, having noticed that a single towel was in a cubbyhole.

A bit of exploring eventually revealed a sitting man on the back bench, a good location to be found in my experience. I reached down to run fingers over his chest, then lower as he began to stroke my inner thigh. He had sexy soft hair covering his thighs and chest, and nipples that responded nicely to being squeezed. We knew that the other was getting turned on, a delightful shared awareness of what was happening between us.

The baths are wonderfully direct, even when one takes time getting horny. I moved closer, touching his hardening cock, hearing him gasp in delight, putting a foot on the bench, cock at face height, starting to play with each other. canlı bahis şirketleri Surrendering to the mutual sensations and temptations. He played with my nipples as I stroked myself with the same rhythm as my left hand on his shaft, lost in paradise, kissing his neck and playing with a nipple.

He bent closer, causing me to cock tease him in a certain fashion, jacking his erect length, openly stroking in front of him. He went down on me, causing me to moan in pleasure, getting what I wanted from a turned on stranger, who knew just how to make my nipples feel so good. Both of us knowing how to have hot sex with a man, in a place where many men have sex. The amazing thing is not how extraordinary the sex can be, but how often it is extraordinary.

We paused each other’s activities a couple of times, understandably not wanting to cum so soon. His sucking was exquisite, too good to think about using poppers while sinking past his soft lips. However, he left the heat before I could go down on him. Still very turned on, I sat on the bench, thinking the heat remained bearable.

Easily joined by a new partner, with a transition that felt almost seamless between the first and second man. He was smooth, nipples easy to find, thighs spreading as my hand explored over them, discovering his swelling cock, aware he was doing much the same to me, both of getting lost in glorious desire.

Though not identical to the previous man, his skill in nipple sex was decidedly equal. As was his enjoyment of what I was doing to him, licking and sucking a nipple into my mouth while pumping his stiff shaft. We continued to play like this until he bent down, his mouth covering my waiting cock, sliding around and canlı kaçak iddaa over my cock head as I moaned about how good it felt. Again, the sensations were overwhelming, as cock sucking is irresistible. He took me deep, almost making me open the poppers and just pump cum down his throat. However, I kept the idea in the background, while still planning to use the poppers, after he was sufficiently distracted.

There is something ethereal about nipple sex – even when stroking or being sucked, the sensations feel like a rolling orgasm that is not cock centered. He was clearly in the same state, stroking himself as my fingers rubbed his erect nipples. His cock sucking was delightful, causing me to stand again, putting my balls in front of his face, stroking my slick shaft as his tongue begin to lick my balls.

Stroking, I began pressing my stiff length down, sinking into his mouth again, moaning about how fantastic it felt. By now, I had reached a certain state, getting the poppers ready before kneeling in front of his cock. Even before opening the magic brown bottle, I licked along his sexy length, tongue delighting in the smooth velvet feel of his sexy rod. Taking a deep hit, preparing to worship his enticing naked hardness, mouth surrounding an inviting gorgeous cock head, going deeper slowly, determined to reach the base of his cock before breathing out.

My skills have developed over the years, having become fully devoted to using poppers and deep throating other men, an incredible combination. These poppers are truly perfectly suited to having sex in the baths, and when finally breathing out, the sluttiness they create was filling my mind, as his cock utterly filled my mouth. Sucking with canlı kaçak bahis total desire, rush spreading, mouth and cock merging, the center of ecstasy, riding the edge of orgasm while jacking my hard cock, both of us lost in pure oral pleasure.

His fingers were perfect on my nipples, growing lazy and distracted as I reached the base of his cock, swirling my tongue over his shaft. This was what I had been waiting for, a chance to become a total suck slut, lost in the sensations of having a hard immense cock keeping expanding in my mouth. This seemed to go on and on, with his hands on my head, occasionally setting limits. as he too kept to the edge of orgasm, without wanting to go further.

When he stood, my mouth easily kept his cock captured in wet softness, keeping him in place as I began to be the one to face fuck him, knowing he was my willing slave, helpless to stop me from going down on him. I never forced him too far, I simply exploited his own natural weakness, unable to resist a stranger’s mouth. It took a while before he could finally finish leaving the bench, the heat likely too much.

Even then, he walked away very slowly, looking at another entwined pair, perhaps wondering perhaps if he should become part of a threesome in the way he seemed to become transfixed, cock glistening. Still enjoying the poppers long lasting effects, I simply indulged slutty desire, reclaiming his cock. Lusciously going down on it again, looking at the other pair, kissing and caressing cock to cock.

When he finally broke away, leaving me still wanting his cock, I realized that the heat had probably grown enough to mean it was time to leave. Especially after enjoying such a perfect period in cock sucking paradise.

The rest of the visit included other oral delights, but nothing so totally erotic. Cock suckers love cock, as I know very well at this point, and the baths are the perfect place for cocks and mouths to find what each desires so intensely.

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A Sensual Education Pt. 01

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Editor’s Note: “Henri Germond, Baron d’Ici” was the nom de plume of Arthur Adams Douglas (1979-2024), an American expat and one of the leading lights of the Parisian demi-monde of the first two decades of the twenty-first century. Une éducation sensuelle, the work most often associated with him, was never published under his name during his lifetime, but most scholars regard the attribution to d’Ici as virtually certain. That this short novel appeared in multiple underground editions during the last decade of d’Ici’s life, both in the original English* and in most other contemporary European languages (there are reports of editions in Arabic and Tagalog as well, but the present editor has been unable to trace them) attests to its popularity. We hope that the reading public of today will find as much amusement in d’Ici’s work as his contemporaries evidently did, or at least enough to justify the re-issuance of a work which has been unavailable to all but the most determined collectors for many, many years.

*Though d’Ici’s command of the French language was reputedly barely sufficient to order a meal in a restaurant, and totally inadequate for any written work beyond a shopping list, his various books were all published by French publishers and with French titles prominently displayed on their spines.

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CHAPTER 1 – The last night with Michelle

Though the Grant house was in certain respects the focus of activity on Spendthrift Island, it was not an imposing structure. This was in keeping with the character of its owner, Dr Marston Grant, the founder and chief researcher of the Spendthrift Foundation. Dr Grant was a brilliant scientist and a fine administrator, well-respected by his scientific peers, and looked on with admiration and affection by all who worked with and for him. His household, though far from luxurious, was well-ordered, welcoming, and generally pleasant. Though Dr Grant’s responsibilities with the Foundation kept him very busy, and he had no wife to assist him (for he was a widower), he was a good and attentive father to his twin children, and very proud of them. The elder twin (by a matter of a few minutes—fifteen was it? Or perhaps twenty-five? The reported span varied according to how elder-brotherly he wished to seem), was a sturdy, even-tempered youth, with a shock of thick blond hair and piercing, inquisitive blue eyes, named Richard, known to all as Rick. The younger, Gabrielle, was generally called Gabby, though this was misleading, for she was a quiet, and quietly beautiful, girl. Her long, silky hair was somewhat darker than her brother’s; depending on the light, it could be seen as dark blonde or light brown, but either way, it was a perfect match for her soft brown eyes.

There had been governesses and tutors of course, who had looked after the children in the years since their mother’s untimely death. Dr Grant was a strong believer in the importance both of a well-rounded education and in the involvement of parents in their children’s schooling, so he had made certain that all their tutors had been both competent educators, able to understand and communicate the curricula he designed for his children, as well as able to inspire confidence, trust, and affection in their young pupils. Their favorite, Michelle, had taken charge of their education during the years when most teenagers were attending high school. She had, from the first, been both a great favorite with Rick and Gabby and quite obviously very fond of them as well. On their eighteenth birthday (and not a moment before, for Dr Grant, though completely unawed by the superstition that a child magically became an adult upon turning eighteen, was a careful man, and had no wish to give the authorities any hint of a reason to interfere with his life or the work of the Foundation), which occurred a few months after they had begun the college-level curriculum their father had designed, Michelle’s educational responsibilities moved beyond academics to areas commonly left to only the most haphazard and amateurish study. For Michelle, as she had demonstrated to Dr Grant both when he first hired her and on a regular basis since, was an expert in the amatory arts, able to give, receive, and teach others the secrets of giving and receiving, the most extraordinary pleasures of which the human body is capable. She thus began spending most nights in the bed of one or the other of the Grant youngsters, encouraging them to explore the wonders of her pussy with their fingers and tongues, sucking Rick’s young cock until he could bear it no longer, or eating Gabby’s tight young cunt until she cried for mercy. And on the nights Michelle spent ministering to the needs of Dr Grant—for he was a kind, generous employer, and she was as fond of him as he was of her—Rick and Gabby would usually sleep together, practicing the different techniques Michelle was teaching them. One night they might spend hours coupled in a glorious sixty-nine, Rick tonguing Gabby’s pussy and sucking her lovely clit, güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri while she gobbled her brother’s handsome and hardy cock. Rick strove to last as long as possible, and indeed, most nights Gabby would climax three or four times before her brother would fill her greedy mouth with his hot, thick cum. Another night, perhaps, Gabby would lie on her belly, her legs slightly spread, her soft, round ass-cheeks begging to be kissed. Rick would begin by eating her asshole while Gabby pressed her groin fervently against the bed. Then he would climb onto her back and slide his hand under her belly. He would hook his middle finger into her cunt so that she could ride his hand, grinding her clit against his palm and rubbing his finger against her G-spot, while he fucked her ass. Gabby would cum and cum again, her face pressed into the pillow to muffle her cries of delight. When she could bear no more (generally several minutes, and at least two orgasms, after Rick had spurted his hot load into her beautiful ass), she would slow the movement of her hips, reach up and stroke her brother’s cheek while continuing to alternately tighten and relax her anal sphincter, massaging his grateful prick. But no matter how they had spent the night—oral, anal, doggy-style, missionary, or simply lying next to each other while they masturbated—when they could fuck no more, they would lie in each other’s arms and agree that whatever they had done that night was simply the best fucking ever. Often, their pillow talk would get them both so excited that they would have to resume their fuckfest, until one or both cried for mercy, and begged to be allowed to sleep. The next day, no matter how tired they appeared (indeed, more particularly when it was obvious that their exertions had left little time for rest!), Michelle would quiz them fully on what they had done, and that night either Rick or Gabby would be pressed to give her a full demonstration, and Michelle would mingle her praise of their performance with expert pointers on how to make their fucking, sucking, and frigging even more feverishly exciting.

But then, one autumn day, Dr Grant sat down with his children and shared some devastating news: Michelle had decided to leave. The doctor had pleaded with her, speaking warmly of Rick and Gabby’s great love for her, not to mention his own, but to no avail. Michelle had insisted that, though her years in the Grant household had been wonderful, and that she loved them all and would miss them greatly, she needed to find a new place, to open a new chapter in her life. Her mind was made up, her preparations already made, and a gloom settled over the household as the date of her departure drew near.

On her last night with the Grants, the family had a warm, though sorrowful, dinner party. There were champagne toasts, and gifts from Dr Grant and each of the young people. After much talk and tears, smiles and reminiscences, it was time for bed, and Michelle invited Rick and Gabby to her room.

“Oh my dears,” sighed Michelle, “I’m going to miss you both so much. I’ve been so lucky, to see you both growing so healthy and strong, and helping you learn how to use those magnificent bodies. Gabby, when I first came here, I don’t think you’d even started puberty yet. Your pussy must’ve been as bald as a baby’s. Now it’s only hairless because we shave and wax it regularly—what fun that’s always been, seeing you naked, licking and sucking on your divine little clit!—and your tits are so lovely, firm yet soft; take off that blouse, won’t you, and show them to us?” Gabby quickly complied with the request. “Oh they are lovely, don’t you think so Rick?” Rick smiled and nodded his head.

“Won’t you suck on them for me Shelley?” asked Gabby. “I’ve always loved how when you tongue my nipples, I feel a tingling that moves down my body, right to my clit. Ooh, yes, that’s it,” she sighed, as Michelle cupped her breast and sucked on the nipple, occasionally pausing to give it a little nip with her teeth, then stroke it with her tongue. Meanwhile, Gabby’s left hand found her brother’s crotch and gripped his hard cock through his shorts, while her right hand sought her own pleasure-button.

“And Ricky,” said Michelle, in between sucks on Gabby’s tit, “how you’ve developed! Your cock is so firm and strong, and so eager to be used! And your beautiful tight butt! Those cheeks just demand to be kissed. Take off your clothes, won’t you? Let us see that lovely body!” In a trice, Rick was naked, his dick at full attention. “Lie down on your belly, Rick,” said Michelle. “Oh Gabby, isn’t that a great ass?” Gabby nodded her agreement. “Run to my dresser, dear, and get our strap-on, won’t you? It would be wrong for me to leave without using it one more time. Or two or three,” she added, mischievously.

Gabby quickly brought the toy, along with a tube of lubricant. “Good, Gabby, now put it on. Rick, would you like to eat my pussy for a bit?”

“Always,” said Rick as he moved to her güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri and began kissing her right leg, moving up her thigh, across her lower belly and down her left leg, before gliding back up to her exquisite mons, while Gabby stepped into the strap-on harness. It was a wonderful device, with a large (but not too large!), handsome cock (modeled on that of a well-known pornstar) and a cunningly curved interior piece which fitted snugly in the wearer’s vagina and pressed against her G-spot whenever she thrust her hips.

“Ahh, that’s very nice Ricky, ooh, so good,” cooed Michelle. “Gabby, are you ready? Is your dick all lubed?” Gabby nodded. “Good. Now Rick, spread your legs just a little. That’s it, not too much, don’t want to tense those lovely butt muscles. Now Gabby, lube your finger and finger-fuck your brother’s ass.”

Quickly but gently, Gabby’s slender finger penetrated Rick’s ass. As she stroked in and out, Rick moaned with delight, while continuing to lick and suck Michelle’s pleasure-cavern. Her response was enthusiastic. “Oh Rick, you’re a wonder, you’ve never eaten me this well before. Oh god, don’t cum Ricky, don’t cum, not yet, I want your cock in my mouth.” Gently lifting his face from her pussy, she turned him on his side and slid down the bed to taste his pulsing love muscle. “Gabby, he’s ready, aren’t you Rick? Fuck him in the ass. Be strong, but gentle, the way you are when you fuck my cunt. Let me get his cock back in my mouth, I know when you slide that pole in his ass he’s going to explode, and I don’t want to miss a single drop of his cum.”

And it was as Michelle said. Gabby was a practiced hand with the strap-on, and as the long, thick artificial penis slid into her brother’s welcoming rectum, Michelle sucked greedily on his throbbing dick. The combined sensations were too much for Rick, and by the time Gabby was finishing her third stroke, Rick’s balls were pumping an ocean of cum into Michelle’s mouth. Cupping and stroking his balls with one hand, pumping his prick with the other, she tried to hold as much of his cum in her mouth as possible. When his balls had ceased pumping, and the last, residual twitches of his cock had died away, Michelle sat up and leaned across his body to stroke Gabby’s cheek. Gabby looked up at her, smiling, and Michelle bent over and kissed her on the mouth. As they kissed, the two girls cooed with pleasure, savoring the taste of the salty snack Rick had delivered. Michelle then lay back down and kissed Rick, tonguing as much of the remaining cum into his mouth as she could. “That’s such a lovely taste, isn’t it Rick? Particularly when it’s from someone you love and cherish as much as Gabby and I love and cherish you. Isn’t that right, Gab?” Gabby, the strap-on still buried in her brother’s ass, hugged him tightly to express her agreement, then stroked Michelle’s side, from her shoulder down to her hip, caressed her ass, and began exploring Michelle’s ass crack with her still well-lubed finger. Michelle laughed. “Rick, I think your sister is telling me that she’s still horny. Do you have the energy to watch while she and I fuck for a bit?”

“Do I have the energy to watch the two most beautiful women I’ve ever known fuck? I’d rise from my death bed for the chance to see that. And maybe, if I’m very lucky, I’ll recover enough that you’ll want me to help out.”

Needless to say, Rick was very lucky that night. It only took a few minutes of watching Gabby fuck Michelle with the strap-on for his dick to begin to rise again, and by the time Michelle rolled to her belly so that Gabby could fuck her perfect ass, he could bear it no longer. Lubing his dick thoroughly, he mounted his sister from behind, easing his fleshly cock into her ass as she plunged the plastic one into Michelle’s. Their cries of pleasure were intense, but Rick, not wanting to cum yet, eased his prick from Gabby’s ass and replaced it with his finger.

“Mmm, that’s so nice Ricky,” cooed Gabby. “And you should save your cum for Michelle. You’ve cum in her mouth, but you still have to cum in her pussy and ass before she leaves.”

“Oh Gabby, you’re so thoughtful!” said Michelle. “I was hoping to have your brother fill each of my holes one last time. Will you eat his cum out of my pussy after we fuck?”

Gabby moaned softly as she thrust her hips forward against Michelle’s ass. “Oh god yes Shelley, your cunt is always so tasty. I can’t wait to eat Ricky’s cum out of it!”

“Rick,” said Michelle. “Lie down on your back next to me. That’s it, now, let me move on top of you. Don’t slip out Gabby!” Carefully, she moved on top of Rick. As her lovely breasts brushed across his face, he licked them avidly and held them in place with his hand. “Oh, I will miss having you suck on my tits Rick. You always made me feel like they were the most beautiful tits in the world.”

“They are,” said Rick. “Yours and Gabby’s. How lucky can a guy be, getting to suck the four most beautiful tits, to güvenilir bahis şirketleri eat the two most beautiful pussies, to fuck the two most incredible asses in the world!”

“Mmm, speaking of fucking,” said Michelle, as she reached under herself, stroked Rick’s stiff member and inserted it into her love-box. “How lucky am I, having a glorious DP with the two most beautiful, thoughtful students imaginable?”

As Rick pressed his hips upward, Michelle bore down, grinding her clit against his pubis, while Gabby continued her slow fucking of Michelle’s ass. The two siblings soon adapted to Michelle’s rhythm, which gradually quickened, increasing the threesome’s already almost unbearable pleasure. Rick’s cock was being squeezed and stroked unmercifully, Gabby’s clit was pulsing, and Michelle gasped as her ass and cunt seemed to merge into a single, full-body pleasure-center. Almost as one, the twins and their tutor spasmed with grunts and squeals of pleasure. For a few moments they lay together, exhausted, speechless, consumed by the afterglow of their sexual rapture. Michelle was first to recover enough to speak.

“Oh god, oh fuck, oh fuck, Rick, you’ve filled my pussy, and Gabby, my dear, dear sweet, you’ve utterly destroyed my ass. I’m sure I’ll never be able to sit down again!”

“You say that every time we fuck, Shelley, but you’re always able to sit on my face afterward. Will you do it now, so I can eat Ricky’s cum out of your pussy?”

“That sounds heavenly, dear,” said Michelle. Gabby eased her dildo out of Michelle’s ass and rolled off onto the bed, next to Rick. The two siblings kissed deeply, and as Michelle climbed off of Rick in order to straddle Gabrielle’s face, Gabby took hold of Rick’s wet, sticky, but always beautiful cock and gently stroked it.

“Now Rick,” said Michelle, as she settled her cunt against Gabby’s expectant mouth, “Oh Gabby, your tongue is so perfect in my pussy! Aah! Rick, sweetheart, while Gabby’s eating me, she might like it if you would nuzzle her snatch for a bit, don’t you think? Oooh! I think Gabby just said yes she would.”

“I’ll do more than nuzzle it,” replied Rick. “I’ll eat it as long as she’ll let me. I hope she’ll let me eat her until she’s cum three times. At least!”

“Oh—oh—oh, Rick, you’re an ambitious young man,” moaned Michelle, as she rotated her hips and massaged Gabby’s lips with her clit. “But remember, you still have to fuck me in the ass tonight, oh Gabby, that’s the spot, oh yes…remember—fuck that’s good Gabby!—so don’t overdo. Wouldn’t want you to waste that lovely—oh, fuck Gabby, you’re an angel!—lovely, lovely spunk on the sheets.”

Gabby writhed in pleasure, loving the taste of Michelle’s sweet cum-filled pussy, driven wild by Rick’s tonguing of her own cunt. Hardly able to bear it any longer, she squeezed his head between her thighs, and with her hands held him so that his tongue could only graze her pussy lips. She freed her mouth from Michelle’s quim enough to gasp, “Oh, Shelley, let’s switch now. Can you eat me while Rick fucks your ass?”

“I’d like nothing better, sweetheart. Rick, are you ready for the pièce de résistance?”

Rick grinned. “I’m ready for this beautiful piece,” he said, as he playfully pinched her ass. “I hope there won’t be too much résistance.”

“Enough to make you value what you’ve achieved, I hope.”

Michelle climbed off of Gabby, who scooted up in the bed so that Michelle could have ready access to her delicious young cunt. Michelle lay on her belly and gently probed Gabby’s soft, puffy labia with her finger. “Rick,” she said, “Give us a moment to get started here. If my mouth isn’t in place before you start fucking me I know I’ll be too distracted to be able to find Gabby’s adorable little pussy. And that is a treasure I don’t want to miss.”

“Happy to oblige,” said Rick. He sighed. “It’s going to be so…tame around here, never getting to see you girls eating and fucking each other.” He stroked her ass gently, affectionately. “I’m going to miss that almost as much as I’ll miss fucking you.”

Michelle paused in her tonguing of Gabby’s clit and pussy lips for a moment. “I’m sure, as beautiful as you two are, you won’t have any trouble finding other girls who’ll want to join you and Gabby for playtime. Likely you’ll have more trouble keeping them away. Now, let me get back to this exquisite little pearl! Get that lovely cock of yours thoroughly lubed, Rick, and once I’m well and truly at it, please bury it in my butt-hole. It’s just aching for you.”

With that, Michelle returned her attention to Gabby. Her mouth sought the delicious cunt, her hands caressed the firm, soft tits before sliding down to grasp Gabby’s butt. Rick, his cock lubed and throbbing, parted Michelle’s ass-cheeks and gazed at her butt-hole, so close to that amazing and well-loved pussy. He bent and kissed her ass, tonguing the hole, while sliding a slick finger into her love-box. Michelle squirmed, but kept her mouth firmly in place on Gabby’s pussy. Rick got to his knees and slid his right hand under Michelle so that he could finger-fuck her and she could ride his hand while his dick was buried in her back door. He knew she would likely be able to keep going longer than he could, and wanted this to be a truly memorable fuck for her.

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After dropping off a class’s graded tests on a Sunday, I arrived at the bathhouse later than normal. The place was full, with more a social than sexual atmosphere, allowing for the fact that the baths are primarily a place for men to have easy sex with other men.

It took a while to get a beer, which was finished off quickly. I went downstairs to the whirlpool, but after a couple of minutes in it, there was no reason to keep sitting. For the first several years, the whirlpool had been a fairly consistent place for hot sex. During the last year, the hot tub has turned cold, so to speak. Now, no interaction was apparent, even after finding several feet to stroke.

The other reason to go was noticing that someone was sitting in the chair where my black bag and towel had been placed. Stepping down, I saw he had moved them to the window frame of the Finnish sauna, understandably, but considering that opportunity makes a thief, a certain sense of possession led me to go upstairs.

Along with my sense of horniness, increasing as the beer started to make its welcome presence felt in a setting where sex with strangers can be readily found. One of the first booths I walked past had a man on his stomach, causing me to pause before checking out the porn booths and theater area. As has become too common recently, only boring porn was playing, which did not really provide an explanation for why this whole section seemed empty.

Going to the other side, after again pausing to check out the bottom wanting to be fucked, sounds of activity seemed to be coming from the maze section. This being an area of the bathhouse which has been reliably uninteresting over the years, with maybe two uninteresting encounters having happened there.

Walking back, encountering a man leaving, both of us pausing for a quick fondle before going on our ways. Having reached the end of the first corridor, I turned left, aware both of several bodies in the entrance and the intriguing sounds of men having sex. Reaching out, right hand finding a nicely half hard cock, prompting me to step closer. The touched man moved back a half step, breaking contact as a hand began sliding over my chest.

The hand from a stranger in front of me soon found my nipple, causing me to move further into the darkness. Another hand went under my towel, running lightly over my sensitive inner thigh, teasing my ball sack. The entrance area was in motion as a man moved through, my hand only one of a couple that reached for his crotch. The hand between my legs remained in place while turning maybe 60° to make room.

The sudden sensation of a stranger’s mouth taking me into paradise caused a gasp, overwhelmed by the delightful surprise of getting a blowjob after having just finished a beer. One of the rarer pleasures in my life is to be sucked to hardness, feeling how my cock grows to fill the mouth it is in. Today, that being the mouth of the man who had been kneeling in this section. My own sexual sounds began mixing with those of other men having sex as a stranger introduced himself intimately to an, or likely another, utterly willing cock.

Unwrapping the towel in a growing intoxicating haze, putting it on my left shoulder, it took a fair amount of time to get the brown bottle out of my bag. Left arm raised along the door frame, hand splayed against an edge, my body started to move back and force, helplessly horny. The sensations coming from my cock were spectacularly addictive, the gasped ‘oh fuck yes’ providing extra proof of just how turned-on my unknown cocksucker was making me, just inside the truly blackened maze space.

As the blow job continued, the hand that had been sliding underneath my balls and along my thighs now reached between them, starting to glide over my ass, creating a delightfully easy temptation to give in to, cock sinking ever deeper into a wetly welcoming mouth. He drew me in a bit more, into a small alcove, reducing the jostling and interruptions of several men moving through. This was paradise, a talented stranger on his knees sucking a now fully rigid length, a perfect combination of the growing buzz from the beer mixing in with the earlier canlı bahis şirketleri smoked bowl as his hand continued ever more deeply caressing my crack.

It had taken around a quarter hour from parking the motorcycle to being orally serviced by a willing man in the darkness, providing yet further reinforcement of what has become most willing behavior on my part. Originally, I generally insisted on using a condom before getting head, but years of bathhouse visits have removed that hindrance. These days, as many men as wish can suck my naked rod, having willingly developed into a true bathhouse slut.

One unable to resist beginning to face fuck a man who knew just how thoroughly he was taking control, offering orgasm to someone unseen, without words. However, I did not want to cum yet, enjoyable as it would have been to just let go. Not cumming too fast was also the major reason for not yet doing a hit from the magic brown bottle. Bathhouse sexual games can last for hours, without orgasm, men sharing extended pleasure without needing it to end in glorious jets of hot cum.

But there is also a tension between those who practice such restraint, and cum sluts who want to get other men off. A finger had begun to probe my hole, but the touch was too forceful to become enticing, prompting me to reach down and hold his wrist several times before he understood that this unenjoyable. His cocksucking became more insistent in compensation, aware that he was taking me right to the edge of orgasm.

His hand returned to sliding between my cheeks, creating another series of incoherent moans about how good it felt to be sucked off by a man. After stopping my thrusting, his own motions more than made up for it. He took me ever deeper, his arm now between my legs, his splayed hand pressing against the small of my back to keep me in his wetly yielding mouth. His control became more explicit, creating a certain growing unwillingness to give in.

You can seduce me with pleasure, but when physically forced to follow someone’s will, resistance is the natural reaction. To put it differently, I love sharing, but dislike when someone only tries to take what they want. Of course, power dynamics are part of sex between men, but as good as my cock felt, that a stranger wanted me to cum is not a good enough reason for it to happen.

Especially in a place where the ongoing sounds of sex remained part of what was going on. Men were moving around, my right hand having found more than one cock to explore while being sucked. At least one man had played with my nipple before moving on, and another man stopped next to me as I jacked him off. My cock had reached a certain plateau, the hand on my back no longer so forceful as his blow job slowed.

Offering the chance to finally open the poppers bottle and take a long hit, feeling my cock grow immense in his mouth before breathing out, saying ‘oh fuck, go slow, cock suck slow.’ A request he honored to perfection, making my length feel infinite as it went deeper before he reversed direction, his tongue running along my shaft until his lips reached the flared bottom of my cockhead. I could not stop moving my ass as his finger began to touch it more gently than before.

Words kept pouring out, things like ‘fuck yes’ and ‘cocksucker’ along with ‘sex with men’ and ‘I love slow.’ Like so many men at the baths, he was an expert cocksucker, a fact that my bi friend has asked about, when talking about the experiences of being sucked by several men during a visit, and how fantastically irresistible a stranger giving head can be. A friend who has deep throated me in the past, swallowing all the resulting load, allowing me to have at least a basis for comparison.

One reason is likely practice, I told her, along with the cliche that those of the same sex have a deeper insight about that sex’s pleasures. She has possibly had oral sex with 30 women, starting with a woman twice her age, getting off repeatedly while straddling that first lover’s face. And probably oral sex with twice as many men, leading to her experience based judgment that the best oral sex comes those most skilled in providing canlı kaçak iddaa it, without a recognizable distinction between men and women. Which is fair enough, as my sample is much, much more skewed – 5 women, and literally uncounted men, though more than a hundred is likely an underestimate by a large margin.

Another true distinction between men and women, I did add, is that men can provide stronger suction, and that in my experience, all men swallow – and a number try to keep sucking even after that first orgasm. Of the women who gone down on me, only her and my first girlfriend seemed to enjoy cocksucking as much as a typical bathhouse visitor. Admittedly, we’ve never discussed poppers, which made a life long impression on me since using them with my first girlfriend.

In the baths, many men know exactly what poppers are like, providing an additional level of experience in creating pure lust between horny partners. Soon, my hands found his head, holding it steady as my cock started pumping into his beckoning mouth. An unlubricated finger began pressing too hard, causing me to shift position enough to make it obvious that I was not interested. Followed by a finger starting to slide over my nipple, making me moan “I fucking .. sex with men .. love.” Hearing the words, and the broken grammar, made plain that my enveloped cock was in complete control.

Decades of experience have provided the ability needed to not cum during that deliriously delicious interval of pure sexual sensation, to stay on the edge as long as possible. However, this time, the cocksucker had returned his hand to the small of my back, preventing me from withdrawing. His strength provided a sufficient excuse to keep face fucking him, only slowly realizing the fingers caressing my nipple were from another man, still hidden in the dark.

The kneeling man began to fondle my balls, prompting me to put my right hand down to the base of my horny rod, moving it in his mouth, letting my circled thumb and finger ride up to his lips. As his fingers left my sack, I could not stop moaning as he touched the curly hairs underneath it. The sensations of hair being lightly stroked is exquisite, sinking into bliss as he continued to tease me with such pleasure, only slowly starting to concentrate on my hole.

However, his subsequent attempt to force his finger deeper was no less pleasant than the first time, prompting me to firmly grasp his wrist and move his hand away. By this point, making clear that I had no interest in experiencing what he wanted to do. Different people have different tastes, but not everyone at a bathhouse is a fast learner – or even interested in the other person’s wishes at all. On the other hand, his cocksucking remained superb, making me decide not to do another hit as the sensations grew ever more seductive.

Another man passed by, prompting me to reach out to find a quite ready cock. After a bit of making him fully rigid, my sliding hand pulled his extended length near mine, offering a new temptation to the man who had brought me so close to cumming. A temptation he hungrily took advantage of, my fingers going to work on the new man’s nipples, pinching and teasing them into hardness as the sounds of sucking between us grew louder.

Right hand going down to my still wet length, my tongue slid over the new man’s ear. Stroking myself, it was easy to position a sensitive cockhead along the base of his shaft. Soon, I felt a familiar stranger’s breath near my cockhead, moaning in contentment as his mouth returned to my rod. Possibly moaning too suggestively or loudly, feeling his hand again flatten against my back. This time, a voice came from the darkness, saying “just cum, fill his mouth, don’t stop.”

Which was more than just a bit irritating, in truth. Already quite ambivalent about the controlling hand, this led to a growing contrariness, together with the fact that I did not want this visit to be finished so promptly, nice though it was to get stoned, drink a beer, and let a talented stranger go down on me. When the same finger began to press my ass with the same lack of any finesse, it just sealed the decision to remove canlı kaçak bahis myself from further temptation. Seduction involving pleasure is enjoyable, but clumsily repeated attempts to get me off are unappreciated during a bathhouse visit.

Especially since in this case, ‘removal’ meant maybe a minute interval, involving a distance of maybe ten yards to the darkroom. No one was at the gloryholes, but my dark adapted eyes were able to make out a spreadeagled figure, face down in the center of the platform. I slid onto the platform between him and the gloryhole wall, poppers and condoms already out.

It took only a few seconds for my first tentative touch to grow into a mutually satisfying exploration of each other’s naked flesh. I reached between his spread legs, hand searching for his cock. Encountering his sack first, I indulged in some teasing first, his hand continuing to move closer to my groin. Part of the thrill of the baths is getting hard with a stranger, connecting at a primal level.

As we did. His hand touched my waiting cock, lifting his hips to let me reach underneath his body, discovering a thick and more than half hard cock. A truly thick cock, as it turned out, after both of us grew fully hard. Among men possessing a certain persuasion, or at least experience, such games are always welcome. A group including basically all repeat visitors to a bathhouse, obviously. Like a man laying face down in the dark, clearly desiring to be fucked by any available cock, who today had encountered another repeat visitor interested in having sex with a stranger.

If not quite interested in fucking a man in the darkroom right now. There was no question we had already entered that mutually exciting state so easily shared among men. An enticing state that is a major reason for why bathhouses can be found in many places and times – a male only space where sex is virtually ensured. Often with a freedom and number of partners that people without experience of such pleasures cannot easily grasp.

As a bi male, I somewhat regret that woman are generally not welcome in the baths, though it is understandable enough. The baths represent a step beyond swinging, which is something many women find unattractive already. Even my bi friend, whose active fantasies include sucking multiple men off at a glory hole or being gang raped by six men, has a difficult time understanding the attraction of being sucked by 10 strangers over several hours, often in total darkness.

The complete lack of talking, the sheer bliss of feeling a stranger take your cock from the mouth of another man, kissing and stroking and licking whatever is available, existing in a haze of sexual satisfaction seems hard to understand for women, much less its total attraction to men, particularly those who have experienced it.

Now, having fallen into each other’s intimate embrace, I felt his mouth surround my cock. I continued to play with him, until shifting myself 180°, letting my slick cock touch his. After a nice interval of jacking two cocks together, I change position, after first having found the little brown bottle. Now at right angles to him, right knee beside his hip, left leg stretched out, I took a hit. Closing the bottle, my hands went down to both cocks, bringing them together.

Being on top of a turned on man is always an added turn on – there is something to be said for the idea that top or bottom provides different thrills, ones which flow through sex. I was in total charge, using his cock to pleasure mine, desire filling me.

After a deliciously intense period, I needed to shift position again. Not having a schedule, it was easy to lay back and let him do as he wished. Feeling him kiss all over, licking my armpit or sucking a nipple while I played with myself, returning the favors whenever it was possible to think or move. Which was not often, as the sensual pleasure stretched on and on, with an added sexual layer due to a hard cock being involved, making the distinction less clear, but still real.

Finally, after numerous hits and peaks and extended periods of animal contentment, he left. I was completely worn out, in a most satisfying way. Leaving, I thought that it had easily been a half hour since entering the darkroom. Which made the discovery that it had been an hour and a half shocking. Time spent in paradise moves at a different rate, a reality I’ve begun learning.

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In the bedroom, Ashley is perfectly still, basking in her own afterglow and sighing. The sheets, covering her up and only leaving part of her breasts exposed so she may breathe freely, contain her body heat. She can feel herself still sweating, but makes no effort to move. Her thoughts bounce rapidly in her head, from her husband leaving straight back to her old school girl friend fucking her brains out. Her eyelids grow heavy as the faint morning light leaks through the shades on the window. She stretches her arms out then places her hands on either side of her head as she drifts off slowly into slumber.

Sunlight bathes a parking lot as Ashley gains awareness. She looks around, somewhat confused, though perfectly comfortable. She looks to her left and there parked is a shiny green Camaro. On the hood is Rochelle, wearing thigh high leather boots with large heels. Above the boots she wears incredibly tight leather hot pants, small enough to come far below her navel and show off some flesh of her ass. Her torso is wrapped in a constricting, matching bustier. Her usual hoop earrings dangle from her ears, glinting from behind her long, curly black hair that flows behind her shoulders.

“Hey, you!” Rochelle says with a smile, “I got your books.”

“But… I already studied,” Ashley says.

“Well, that’s not what you said last night.”

“What do you mean?”

“That doesn’t matter right now. You’re going to be late!”

“Late? Late for what?” Ashley asks as she turns around.

When she stops, the parking lot has become a grassy field. She walks forward and looks around, a gentle breeze caressing her face. Looking to her right, she sees that there is a wedding ceremony in progress.

Ashley walks forward and down the aisle, remembering her proper stepping pace and footstep order. When she arrives at where the priest is she looks around. She doesn’t recognize any of those in attendance. A voice speaks next to her saying, “I do.”

With a confused shake of her head, Ashley says, “But we already did this.”

She looks next to her and sees a girl in a wedding gown hidden by a veil.

“Wait, what is going on?” Ashley asks.

“You may now kiss the bride,” the priest says.

The girl turns to Ashley and lifts her veil, revealing a beautifully made-up Rochelle. Her eyes are wide open as Ashley fumbles over her words.

“Wait, what? But… I already did this. What is this? I, uh… I already… uh… I…”

Ashley stops her quiet babbling and stares at Rochelle. Her lips and jaw move as though she wants to keep talking, then the motion stops. She stares into the bride’s eyes for a long moment.

With a sudden lean forward, Ashley engulfs Rochelle’s lips, who reacts in much the same way. Rochelle’s hands come up to Ashley’s shoulders and their tongues begin to enter each other’s mouths as the attendees start clapping.

With her eyes closed, Ashley suddenly feels her legs lifting and wrapping around a body. A feeling of penetration strikes her and she opens her eyes. She’s in her bed, in her apartment. Her legs are wrapped around Rochelle’s waist. Rochelle is thrusting repeatedly into Ashley, creating a sensation she has only had glimpses of before with her husband. She feels a sudden emotional surge as though whatever Rochelle was doing to her, deep inside her pussy was triggering something deep seated.

“Oh, God! Oh my God! Rochelle! Oh, baby!” Ashley screams as Rochelle continues to somehow nail her, “Oh shit! Oh! Oh! Oh, God, fuck me! Fuck me, Rochelle!, Fuck me! God, I love you! Rochelle!”

Ashley’s eyes fly open. She is in her apartment. She has been dreaming and she is soaking wet all over again. Daylight pours through the window as she glances at the clock. Less than an hour has passed. She gets up and strips off her wet panties and slips out of her bra. She walks over to her closet and gazes in. Inside are all manner of expensive garments, made to look even more luxurious when places next to her husband’s old shirts and pants in the same closet. She picks out a tight little white tee and grabs out a pair of pink boy-cut panties and her old school short shorts, indigo in shade, and featuring the school mascot, an eagle. She places them on the bed neatly and heads to exit the room.

Ashley opens her door to find a naked Rochelle off to one canlı bahis şirketleri side, glaring at her.

“Oh!” Ashley says, startled,” Rochelle, I…” Her eyes wander down Rochelle’s voluptuous body.

“Like what you see?” Rochelle asks, shaking her now loose hair around her shoulders.

“I… um, this is a surprise!”

“You didn’t mind the surprise I gave you this morning.”

“Well, I… you know…”

“So how was it?” Rochelle asks as she walks up to Ashley and let her body graze hers.

“It was… okay it was incredible. But he could have found us!”

“Oh please, like he’d say anything. You know boys like that love watching two hot girls get it on.”

“But I’m his wife, it… it would be different!”

“The way you were screaming? I doubt it. Nobody could resist a sound like that. Not even me,” Rochelle says as she smirks and traces Ashley’s shoulder with her fingernails.

Ashley jerks away slightly and laughs nervously. She says, “Wait! Um.. you know.. I could really use a shower right now.”

“Oh really? Me too! What a coincidence!” Rochelle says in a flippant tone.

“No, I mean.. uh..” Ashley squeezes out of the door, unable to avoid sliding her naked body against Rochelle’s. She walks backwards to the bathroom door, staring at Rochelle still. Her hand fumbles behind her and finally finds the door handle.

Rochelle walks over and places one arm over Ashley’s shoulder, leaning her hand against the wall behind her.

“Look, this whole…” Ashley begins, circling her hand in the air, “..thing. You know, I just… I don’t know, you know? I…”

“You wanna take it slow? We can do that,” Rochelle says calmly, pulling her arm back but letting it drift down Ashley’s breast, “I’ll tell you what. You have your little shower and then I’ll have my turn. Then we can talk about this girl…” she continues with emphasis “…on girl.”

Ashley whimpers and is only able to nod and slip into the bathroom, accidentally slamming the door. She leans her back to the door and pants.

Rochelle walks away and saunters into Ashley’s bedroom, her eyes wandering. She comes to Ashley’s husband’s night table and picks the picture he has up. In the picture, he is smiling wide, while Ashley’s eyebrows are raised and her mouth barely forms a grin. Rochelle smiles as she places the picture face down.

Heading to the closet and chest-of-drawers, she looks through Ashley’s clothes. She takes note of the brand names and designers and gives a look of impression. She gazes toward Ashley’s husband’s clothes and snorts out a laugh. Pulling, one of Ashley’s silk shirts out of the closet she looks it over, then smells it gently. She places it back and opens their drawers. Inside she finds, men’s boxers shorts and with a scoff, slams it shut. She finds another drawer and inside are delicate panties, both boy-cut and thong. She picks up one pair but only a faint scent of Ashley is there as they had been recently cleaned, but the joy of going through the married girl’s personal belongings is enough of a thrill. Rochelle turns around and notices Ashley’s clean clothes on the bed. She walks over and smiles at the short shorts that she also owns a pair of. Her eyes scan over the bed and center on the bright pink panties. She smirks as she gets an idea.

In the bathroom, Ashley is bathing in her steaming hot shower. She leathers her dark body with her hands. When she grazes over her nipples she lets out a squeak. Ashley bites her lip then purposely stimulates her nipples. Her jaws falls open and she begins to breathe hard. Her head rolls back, into the stream of the shower causing her incredibly long, wet hair to cling to her back, down past her waist and ending just above the bottom of her ass. The water pours of her as she blinks rapidly and rubs and squeezes her breasts harder and faster.

Her left hand begins to travel down her tight stomach and between her legs. Rochelle’s naked body flashes into her mind. Every curve and dimple is burned into Ashley’s memory. The thought of Rochelle cocking her head with a seductive look, her hand on her hip, proudly displaying her body drives Ashley to slide her fingers between her legs and rub. She begins to moan and close her eyes tight. Her right hand squeezes and lifts her breast as the other rubs her clit. The water canlı kaçak iddaa continues to cascade over her creating a slick surface over her nipple for her hand to glide.

“Oh, Rochelle…” she whispers.

In the bedroom, Rochelle is holding the panties in both hands, one slender leg enters them. The other follows suit and she slowly pulls them up, the pink creating a beautiful juxtaposition to her tan skin.

“Mm, these fit great,” she says as she twists her body and plays with the waist band. She rubs her ass with her hands and turns around. She sits on the bed and leans back, kicking her feet and listening to the shower once again. With a deep breath through her nose, she brings her right leg up and places the foot on the edge of the bed, resting her left foot on the floor beneath. Rochelle begins to suck on her fingers on her right hand and panting.

She gently begins rubbing her nipples with the wet fingers. Her hips sway with the tingling sensation she gets. Her hand travels down to her pussy. She leans her head back as she starts to rub through her girlfriend’s panties on her own clit. Her hips sway and thrust gently. She smiles and rubs harder, feeling her pussy growing wetter in the panties.

As she rubs herself harder, her other hand grips the bed. Her breaths come deeper and her hips buck harder.

“Oh yeah.. mmh,” she says to herself, “you like that, don’t’cha, bitch?”

Rochelle’s hand slips into her panties and her fingers into her pussy, slamming in.

“Uh huh! Yeah! I do! Oh yeah!” she screams and breaks into a fit of giggles at acting out the scene. The laughter is cut short by genuine moaning as she fingers herself. Her toes curl against the bed and carpet and her hips lift slightly off the bed as she gets into a rhythm of fingering herself.

In the bathroom, Ashley has also begun to finger herself, though she has skipped any gentle formalities and roughly fingerfucks herself. Her sighs and groans echo in the steam filled bathroom.

“Oh, God baby! Ungh! Do me! Do me, please!” she screams as she rams her fingers into her soaking pussy. Her other hand grips the shower wall to help her keep balance. In her mind, Rochelle has stepped into the shower with her and begun to finger her from behind. She can almost feel the beautiful girl’s brown breasts pressing into her own dark brown back.

Ashley’s torso is doubled over as she struggles to keep balance. In the bedroom, Rochelle’s hips buck wildly as she keeps perfect balance on the edge of the bed. Her left foot is raised above the floor and she holds herself up with her left hand and right foot. Her body flows in waves as she humps her own fingers. She imagines Ashley standing before her, fingering her and watching her incredible body work its magic.

Almost dancing to a beat, Rochelle’s entire body bounces and flows smoothly. In the shower, Ashley slams her back into the wall as to not fall over. Her hips thrust forward in jerks as she screams Rochelle’s name. Her legs tremble and her body shakes. Her orgasm racks her body and she shrieks. The shriek is completely uninhibited and Ashley makes no effort to hide it. Her voice cracks as she fingers and screams.

“Ohhh.. yeah! Yeah!” she screams, but eventually fades into unintelligible wails.

At the same time, Rochelle falls back on the bed. Her right leg props her waist far above the bed and her left leg hangs in mid air. She balances on her toes and shoulders only creating an arc. Her hips thrust wildly as she screams.

“Oh God! Oh fuck! Yeah fuck me!” Her voice echoes, mingling with Ashley’s pouring from the bathroom. “Fuck, Ashley! Oh fuck yeah you make me cum! Make me cum! Fuck me, Ashley!” Her voice pleads as her own orgasm erupts from deep within her. She screeches and her legs and hips shoot into the air repeatedly. She grunts like an animal with each thrust, her hand still frantically fingering her pussy. Her voice falls into a low growl as her thrusting slows. Deep in her throat her voice vibrates and slows. Her ass crashes into the mattress and she begins to pant.

In the shower, Ashley wobbles to her feet and rinses off. She grabs the shampoo bottle and drops it from her shaking hand.

Rochelle rises gracefully from the bed and hooks her thumbs into the panties she’s wearing. She strips them off slowly then holds canlı kaçak bahis them out and grins. She places them back where they were on the bed then walks over to a small chair in the corner of the room out of sight of the door.

Ashley finishes washing her hair finally and steps out. She grabs a towel and rubs herself down, still panting, but no longer shaking. She finishes drying then wraps the towel around her body. Leaving the bathroom, she looks around the hallway, watching for any surprises. Ashley walks across the hall and enters her bedroom timidly. Seeing no sign of Rochelle, she walks in and slams the door behind her.

Rochelle silently rises from the chair in Ashley’s blind spot as Ashley drops the towel from her body.

Ashley looks curiously at her panties as they look more worn out than how she left them. She has no chance to investigate as too smooth hands caress her waist from behind. The hands slip forward and cup her breasts from the bottom.

“What took so long?” Rochelle whispers as she begins to lick her neck.

Instinctively, Ashley’s ass backs up, her left arm goes behind her head and wraps around Rochelle’s neck. The two Filipina beauties begin to curl around each other. Ashley catches herself in what she is doing and immediately pulls away. Rochelle scratches her with her fingernails as she walks forward.

“Aw, what’s wrong? Did I scare you?” Rochelle asks.

“Startled me a little, yeah,” Ashley’s voice quivers.

“I’m sowwy,” Rochelle says in a baby voice as she traces Ashley’s spine with one fingernail.

Ashley shudders, “I… I have to get dressed. My husband will be home soon.”

“Sure, sure,” Rochelle says,”Here let me help you.”

“I don’t think that’ll be necessa-“

Rochelle cuts off Ashley’s thought by forcing her to spin around.

“Relax, Ashley. I’ll take good care of you.”

She reaches behind Ashley and grabs the pink panties, darker now as they’re soaked with her own fluid.

“Here,” she says as she gets on her knees and looks up at Ashley. She smiles and squeezes her arms together, showing of her bare chest. “Just put your foot out for me?”

“Oh, alright,” Ashley says. She lifts her right foot and points it toward Rochelle’s pierced stomach.

Rochelle smirks as she stretches the hole wide for her to slip the foot in and raises it up her calf.

“The other one please?”

Ashley balances back on her foot and raises the other. Rochelle gets the girl’s foot in and shimmies them up a bit. Ashley stands firm as Rochelle gathers a bit of the panties’ sides in her fingers.

Without warning, Rochelle yanks the panties up as she shoots to her feet at the same time. The wet panties envelop Ashley’s pussy suddenly and she lets out a squeal. Rochelle pulls up so hard as to make Ashley’s body bounce, giving a slight jiggle to their breasts in the motion. Ashley barely maintains her balance, having to grab Rochelle’s shoulder. A moan escapes her lips.

“Rochelle!” Ashley yells,” What did you do?!”

Rochelle answers, “You’re gonna keep these on for me. Keep these on, okay? For me?” She gives Ashley a sad-eyed look, complete with pouting lip.

“I… alright, I guess..” Ashley’s cheeks and nose turn bright pink.

“Good!” Rochelle says happily, “Now you’re going to see how they fit when we go out to lunch!”

“Go out? Like this? Oh no, Rochelle, no!” Ashley implores.

“Shhh! It’ll be okay! It’ll be just like when we were in school, remember? You can let me have some of your clothes when I shower. We traded clothes all the time! I read about this great little place around the corner on the internet.”

“Okay.. okay…” Ashley says, giving in.

Rochelle leaves the room telling Ashley she’s going to get dressed herself. Ashley slips on the t-shirt that comes to the top of her belly button, as her hest pushes the fabric out. She slips on the pair of shorts over the wet panties, causing them to squeeze again on her. She sighs and shuts her eyes tight. Grabbing a pair of socks and her tennis shoes, she walks out to the living room.

There, Rochelle, still nude, is drinking a glass of juice and looks out the window. “I’m gonna get my shower now, too. I promise I’ll be quick!”

“That’s fine,” Ashley says.

Rochelle walks past Ashley where they exchange glances in their passing. Rochelle disappears into the bathroom while Ashley walks over to the couch. Letting out a hard sigh of relief, she plops down on the couch. The squish of the wetness between her thigh causes her to jump up and yelp with wide open eyes.

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Yüzünü kendi bluzüne sildi ve elimden tutarak yatağa yatmamı istedi. Bu ana kadar tek bir kelime bile etmemişti. Bana sarıldı. Yataktan kalkmak istediğimde sımsıkı sarılarak beni engelledi. O anı bozmamak için bende susup yanında yattım.
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Bir akşam üzeri babam aniden rahatsızlandı ve hemen hastaneye kaldırdık. Kalp krizi geçirmişti. Muayeneden sonra kalp damarlarlarının tıkalı olduğunu ve ameliyat olması gerektiğini söylediler. Biz de babamı Ankara’da özel bir hastanede ameliyat ettirmeye karar verdik. Yalnız Ankara’yı hiç bilmiyorduk ve kalacak yerimiz yoktu. Annem babam ve beraber gidecektik. Artık biz de hastaneye yakın bir otelde kalırız diye düşünüyorduk.

Ablam ne yapmaya karar verdiğimizi öğrenmek için aradı. Biz de ona anlattık. Ablam bize

– “İsterseniz Hakan sizi götürsün o Ankara’yı çok iyi bilir ve sizi misafirhaneye götürür, orda kalırsınız.” dedi.

– “Çok iyi olur ama o izin alıp ta gelebilir mi?” dedik

– “Sorun olmaz, Hakan rahat izin alır.” dedi

Ankara’ya gideceğimiz günü kararlaştırdık ve eniştem bize bir gün evvel geldi. Sabah erkenden otobüsle babam, ben ve eniştem gideceğiz. Babamın son kontrol ve tahlilleri bitene kadar eniştemin çalıştığı resmi kurumun misafirhanesinde kalacağız. İşler bittikten sonra ameliyat günü annem gelecek, ameliyatını olan babamın yanında refakatçi olarak nöbetleşe kalırız diye düşündük. Belki beni misafirhaneye almazlar diye ablamla eniştemin evlilik cüzdanını da yanımıza aldık. Karı koca gibi davranıp iki oda ayırtacak, ama babamla ben bir odada, eniştem ikinci bir odada kalacaktık.

Sabah erkenden otobüsle yola çıktık. Hastaneye vardık, babamın işlemlerine hemen başladık. Sevk işlerini filan hallettik. Yalnız babamın hemen ameliyat olmayacağını, bir süre izleme ve tahlillerin yapılması gerektiğini, bunun için mutlaka hastanede yatması gerektiğini söylediler. Babamın yatış işlemlerini yaptırdık. Babamla vedalaşıp hastaneden eniştemle beraber ayrıldık. Tahliller için her gün hastaneye, babamın yanına gelecektik.

Sıra akşam kalacağımız misafirhaneyi bulmaya gelmişti. Giderken bir yandan ne yapacağımızı konuştuk eniştemle… Babamın hastanede kalması hesapta yoktu. Şimdi iki kişi karı koca olarak iki ayrı oda tutmamız anlamsız olacaktı. Mecburen tek oda tutulacaktı.

Kendimi bir garip hissediyordum. Boşandığım kocamla yataklarımızı ayırdığımızdan bu yana nerdeyse iki sene geçmişti. Bunca seneden sonra ilk defa aynı odada, hatta belki de aynı yatakta bir erkekle yatacaktım. Yanımda yürüyen eniştemi süzüyordum çaktırmadan… Boylu poslu, yakışıklı adamdı eniştem… Geniş omuzları, hem benim hem kendisinin ağır çantasını rahatlıkla taşıyan pazuları şişmiş kaslı kolları vardı. Onunla karı-koca rolü oynayacaktık şimdi…

Yarım saatlik yürüyüşten sonra kalacağımız yeri bulduk. Ben dışarıda beklerken eniştem işlemleri yaptırdı. Kalacağımız odanın anahtarını aldık, çantalarımız bırakmak için odaya çıktık. Nasıl anlatabilirim bilmiyorum, içimde hem bir heyecan, hem bir ürperti kaplamıştı. Balayına çıktığım gün otele ilk girişimi yaşıyordum yeniden… Kendimi gerdeğe girecek yeni gelin gibi hissediyordum.

Eniştem bizi evli diye işlem yaptırdığından odadaki geniş yatak beklediğim gibi çift kişilikti. Çantalarımızı boşalttık ve dolaba yerleştirdik. Çok yürüdüğümüz için yorulmuştum. Kendimi hemen yatağa atarak uzandım, biraz dinlendim. Eniştem de çok yorulmuştu. O da kendini yatağın diğer tarafına attı. Üstümüzdeki giysilerle biraz uzanıp dinlendik, kendimize geldik. Eniştem,

– “Biraz yatalım, daha sonra yemeğe çıkarız.” dedi

– “Tamam enişte, ama bu yorgunluğu atabilmem için bir duş alsam iyi olur..” dedim. Kalkıp banyoya baktığımda sıcak su vardı enişteme “sen yatarken ben bir duş alayım” dedim.

Ben duşa girdiğimde eniştem yorgunluktan öylece yatağın üzerinde uyuya kalmıştı. Duşumu alıp çıktığımda o hala uyuyordu. Giyindikten sonra eniştemi uyandırdım.

– “Enişte, istersen kalk sen de bir duş al” dedim.

O da peki der gibi başını salladı, kalkıp banyoya girdi. Duşu aldıktan sonra banyoda havlu olmadığı için bana seslenerek dolaptan havluları vermemi istedi. Kapı aralığından havluyu uzattım. Lavabonun aynasından eniştemin çıplak vücudu görünüyordu ama o bunun farkında bile değildi. Gördüğüm manzara çok güzeldi. Bir gram fazlası olmayan kaslı, atletik vücudu göz alıyordu. Önündeki kocaman alet inik halde bile kapkalın, bileğim gibi uzanıyordu.

Bir an bile olsa, gördüğüm şey karşısında içimin bir hoş olduğunu hissediyordum. Saçlarımı tararken gözümün önünde hep eniştemin koca aleti canlanıyordu. Eniştem banyoda giyinerek çıktı. Yanıma saçını taramak üzere aynaya yaklaştığında o temiz sabun kokusunun arasında erkeksi vücudunun kokusunu çektim ciğerlerime… Üstünü başını düzeltip,

– “Haydi kalk, bir yemek yiyelim. Daha sonra biraz sana Ankara’yı gezdireyim.” dedi. Beraber çarşıya çıktık. Dolaşırken

– “Ablana bir sürpriz yapmak istiyorum, Ankara’dan ona güzel bir hediye alalım. Ama ne alacağıma karar veremedim.” dedi

– “Bence güzel bir iç çamaşırı alalım” dedim.

– “Ben anlamam ki…” dedi

– “Ben yardımcı olurum enişte…” dedim.

Beraber iç çamaşırı satılan bir dükkana girdik. Enişteme çok beğendiğim güzel bir gecelik gösterdim

– “Bak enişte, bu harika.. Bunu alalım, ablam çok beğenir” dedim

– “Peki baldız, alalım.” deyip aldıktan sonra bana da “beğendiğin bir şey varsa sen de al…” dedi

– “Yok istemem” dedimse de beğendiğimi almamda ısrar etti. Beyaz dantelli bir iç çamaşırı beğendim,

– “Peki, o zaman ben de bunu alayım” dedim. Eniştem beğendiğim iç çamaşırını aldı, onun üzerine bir de kısacık, şeffaf bir babydol beğendi. Onu da paketletti.

Daha sonra dolaşarak Sakarya caddesi denen bir yere gittik, orada yemek yedik. Eniştem kendisine bir bira söyledi.

– “İstersen sen de bir tane iç yorgunluğu alır” dedi ben hiç içmediğim için önce istemedim. Ama ısrar edince,

– “Peki bir tane de ben içeyim, içemezsem sen içersin” dedim. Bir yudum içtim, tadı pek güzel değildi. Ama daha sonra yavaş yavaş içmeye başladım. Eniştem ikincisini bitiriyordu bile… Ben daha yarısına bile gelmemiştim eniştem iki bira daha söyledi

– “Haydi çabuk… Bunu da sen içeceksin” dedi

– “Tamam” dedim. Kalan birayı tek yudumda içtiğimi görünce

– “Aman yavaş baldız, sarhoş olursun yoksa…” dedi

– “Olsun enişte, yanımda sen varsın…” dedim daha sonra eniştem üçüncü birasını içerken ben de ikinci biramı içiyordum biralarımızı içtikten sonra

– “Hadi kalk artık gidelim” dedi. Ayağa kalktığımda hafif başım döndü.

– “Aman enişte… Benim başım döndü, tut beni…”

– “Koluma gir canım…” dedi. Eniştemin koluna girdim ve iki elimle koluna sarıldım. Başım döndüğü için başımı da omzuna dayamıştım.

– “Demedim mi ben sana, yavaş iç sarhoş olursun diye…” dedi Benim de istediğim zaten hafif sarhoş olmaktı, istediğim de olmuştu. Gece saat onbire doğru misafirhaneye vardık ben daha odaya girer girmez kendimi yatağa attım. Eniştem de yatağa uzandı. Bir süre o vaziyette yattıktan sonra eniştem

– “Haydi yatalım artık hastaneye sabah erken gidelim” dedi. Biraz biranın etkisi biraz da havanın sıcak olmasından odada yatmak mümkün olmuyordu. Enişteme,

– “Ben uyuyamadım ya enişte… Çok sıcak elimi ayağımı yıkayayım” dedim

Ben banyoda elimi ayağımı yıkayıp çıktığımda eniştem de çarşıdan aldıklarımıza bakıyordu.

– “Bunu ablan nasıl giysin kız? Baksana bunun her tarafı açık… Şeffaf tülden bir şey, sütyen de kilot da çok küçük…” deyince

– “Enişte onlar fantezi iç çamaşırı… Ablam giyince beğenirsin merak etme…” dedim. Güldü,

– “Doğru söylüyorsun, ablana çok yakışır bunlar…” dedi. Biraz sonra içini çekip “Keşke ablan da yanımızda olsaydı da üzerinde bir görseydim” dedi. Ben de güldüm,

– “Ne o enişte? Bir gün ayrı kaldın, ablamı özledin hemen bakıyorum.” dedim.

– “Ne yapayım baldızım, ablana sarılmadan uyuyamam ki ben… Şimdi olsaydı bunları giyer, ben de üstünde nasıl durduğunu görürdüm.”

– “İstersen ben giyeyim de bir gör, ablamın üstünde nasıl duracağını gözünün önüne getirirsin.” dedim

– “Mankenlik yapacaksın yani… Yakışır valla senin gibi güzel kadına her şey yakışır zaten…” dedi

– “Aman eniştee… Utandırma beni, vazgeçtim zaten… Baksana, sen de söyledin, tülden şeyler bunlar…”

– “Yoo, öyle hemen caymak yok baldız. Söz verdin, giyeceksin. Bak ben senin için neler yapıyorum…” diye şantaja başladı eniştem.

– “Tamam, tamam enişte… Kızma, ama bir kere giyip çıkarıyorum, ona göre…” dedim. Paketi alıp içeriye banyoya geçtim. Şöyle bir elime alıp baktım. Gerçekten bunları giymek cesaret isterdi. Hele eniştemin yanında… Ben tereddüt ederken eniştem içerden “Hadi, nerde kaldın?” diye seslenince alelacele üstümdekileri çıkarıp aldığımız tanga külot, dantel sütyeni giydim, üzerine de etekleri fırfırlı, kurdelelerle dantellerle süslü şeffaf babydolü geçirince aynada kendime bir baktım.

Güzel bir kadın vardı aynada… Uzun siyah saçlarım beyaz çamaşırlarla, beyaz tenimle tezat oluşturuyor, memelerimin yarısını açıkta bırakan şeffaf babydolün altında yarım sütyen, kenarları iple bağlı beyaz dantel külot görünüyordu. Kalçalarımın hemen altında biten giysi, bacaklarımı meydanda bırakıyordu. Dudaklarıma kırmızı ruju sürüp, makyajımı bitirdiğimde daha da güzel, çekici vamp bir kadın olup çıkmıştım şimdi. Çekine çekine içeriye girdiğimde eniştemin gözlerinin açıldığını fark ettim. Hayranlıkla uzun bir ıslık çaldı eniştem,

– “Çok güzel olmuşsun prensesim…” dedi

– “Abartma enişte… Ablamın üstünde daha güzel olur bunlar…” dedim. “şöyle ablamı bu giysilerin içinde bir düşün.”

Ben de odadaki aynadan bakıyordum. Eniştem yatağa yatmış ellerini boynunun altına bağlamıştı. Yavaşça doğrulup yatağın kenarına oturdu. Gözleri parlıyordu bana bakarken,

– “Gerçekten çok harikaymış… ” dedi.

Şöyle bir etrafımda döndüm. Kendimi enişteme iyice seyrettirdim. Striptizci gibi hissediyordum kendimi… Eniştemin yiyecek gibi bakışlarından içim bir hoş olmuştu. Hemen içeri kaçıp üstümdekileri çıkardım. Tekrar giyinip içeriye geldim. Heyecandan yüzüm kızarmıştı.

– “Kız sen bayağı sarhoş oldun galiba. Hadi yatalım artık” dedi

– “Hiç uykum yok enişte. Yatmak istemiyorum. İstersen sen yatabilirsin” dedim. Eniştem,

– “Yatak iki kişilik baldız. Nasıl yatacağız? Sen yatakta yat. Ben de koltuğu çekeyim. Ayaklarımı yatağa uzatır öyle yatarım.” dedi

– “Enişte en az bir hafta buradayız. Bir hafta bu şekilde yatacak halin yok ki… Olsun beraber yatarız. Korkma benden zarar gelmez” diye şaka yaptım eniştem de gülerek

– “Yok kız sen benimle yatmaya çekinmez misin?”

– “Enişte çekinsem ne yapacağız mecbur beraber yatacağız.”

– “Eğer sence bir sorun yoksa bence de olmaz.” dedi “Hadi o zaman ben dışarı çıkayım da sen üzerini değiştir”

– “Peki enişte..” dedim o da

– “O zaman, hadi bir an önce yatalım, çok uykum var” dedi Valizi açtığımda annemin o telaşla akşam yatmak için bir şey koymadığını gördüm. Telaşla enişteme

– “Tüh, hiç öyle yatmak için bir şey koymamış annem…” dedim

– “Üzerindekilerle yat şimdilik…” dedi.

– “Enişte bu sıcakta üzerimdekilerle yatılır mı? Zaten terledim, leş gibi kokuyorlar, toz toprak oldu… Mümkün değil yatamam.”

– “O zaman kalk açık bir yer bulalım da tşörtle ile eşofman altı bakalım bari…” dedi

– “Enişte bu saate nereden buluruz? Çok geç oldu”

– “Bu gecelik üzerindekilerle yat ta yarın bir şeyler bakalım”

– “Peki bugün idare edeyim bari…” dedim

Ablam eniştemin çantasına bir şortla bir tşört koymuş. Eniştem

– “Sen o zaman sen bunları giy, ben böyle yatayım.” dedi.

– “Ya enişte, nasıl olsa çekinecek bir şey kalmadı artık. Ben seninkileri giyeyim. Bu sıcakta sen de bu vaziyette yatamazsın o zaman sen üzerini çıkar da yat…” dedim

– “Olur mu?”

– “Neden olmayacak olur tabi”

Eniştem üzerini çıkardı. Zaten üzerinde bir gömlek vardı, onu çıkarttı. Vücudu çok atletikti, kolları kaslı ve göğsü hafif kıllıydı. Pantolonunu da çıkardı, boxer iç çamaşırı ile yatağa yattı

– “Bak, eğer benden utanırsan veya çekinirsen söyle, yatmayayım” dedi

– “Yok enişte, olur mu ya? Neden çekineceğim, sen yabancı mısın?” dedim “Burada en az bir hafta kalacağız, onun için rahat etmeliyiz”

Odanın lambasını kapattım ben de yatağa girdim sadece alt tarafını nevresimle örtü yatarken bana

– “Keşke ablana aldığımız kıyafeti giyip de yatsaydın” dedi

– “Giymemi istiyor musun?” dedim o da

– “Evet” dedi

Yataktan kalkarak ablama aldığımız geceliği giydim

– “Enişte böyle nasıl, beğendin mi?”

– “Gerçekten çok güzelmiş” dedi.

Tekrar yatağa yattım. Oda çok sıcak olduğu için üzerimi örtmemiştim ve sohbet etmeye başladık. Ben yatakta enişteme doğru dönerek konuşuyordum bu arada göğüslerim gecelikten görünüyordu eniştemin de gözleri göğüslerimdeydi. Babamın hastalığından, yarın neler yapacağımızdan filan konuştuk. Konuşurken eniştem uykuya dalmıştı ama ben bir türlü uyuyamıyordum. Ben de arkamı enişteme dönerek uyumaya çalışıyordum.

Bir süre sonra eniştem uykusunda bana doğru döndü. Bacağımı bacakları arasına aldı ve elini boynuma attı. Eli göğsümün üzerine gelmişti. Bu benim de hoşuma gitmişti. Uyku sersemliği ile eliyle göğsümü biraz sıktırdı ve uyumaya devam etti.

Eniştemin uyamadığını uyur gibi yaptığını zannettim ama yorgun olduğu için gerçekten uyuyordu. Eniştemin sertliğini bacağımda hissedebiliyordum. Ben de enişteme doğru yanaştım. Kalçalarımı iyice oynatıp o sertliğin tadını çıkardım bir süre… Bir elimle eniştemin göğsümü avuçlayan elinin üstüne bastırıp parmaklarının temasını iyice arttırdım. Diğer elimi de şortumun içine soktum ve kendimi tatmin etmeye başladım. Bütün gün o kadar dolmuştum ki, fazla uğraşmadan kısa bir süre sonra zevkle boşaldım. Daha sonra ben de uyudum.

Ertesi gün gene hastaneye gittik ve babamın ameliyatının ertesi güne kaldığını söylediler. Bizim yapacak başka işimiz olmadığı için eniştemle dolaşmaya başladık. Eniştemle sanki karı koca gibi kol kola geziyorduk. Akşama kadar dolaştık. Sokakta çiçek satan kız,

– “ Ağabey yengeme bir tane alır mısın?” deyince eniştem gülümsedi ve

– “Haydi ver bir tane alalım…” dedi. Bu benim çok hoşuma gitmişti. Enişteme teşekkür ettim ve o gün misafirhaneye erken döndük. Biraz lobide televizyon izledik. Saat sekiz gibi odamıza çıktık. Ben hemen üzerimdekileri çıkarttım. Sıcaktan bunalmıştım. Duşa girdim, terimi atıp çıktım. Üzerime iç çamaşırı giymeden sadece bir şortla tşört giydim. Eniştem de gömleğini ve pantolonunu çıkardı. O da benim gibi bir şort tişörtle çıktı banyodan…

Gelirken gazete almıştık. Vakit geçirmek için beraber yatağın üzerinde bulmaca doldurmaya başladık. Ben soruları okuyorum. Eniştemle beraber doldurmaya başladık. Yazarken eğiliyordum ve göğüslerim tişörtün geniş yakasından görünüyordu herhalde ki, eniştemin gözleri göğüslerimden ayrılmıyordu. Eniştemin göğüslerime baktığını fark ettikten sonra göğüslerimi kapatacağıma ona daha açık vermek için gazeteye biraz daha eğiliyordum. Arada bir de elimi göğsüme sokup kaşıyor kalemi ağzıma alarak oynuyordum. Bu hareketlerimin eniştemi çok etkilediği belliydi. Eniştemin önü kabarmaya başlamıştı. Benim de canım istemeye başlamıştı.

Yatağın üzerindeki battaniye yere düşmüştü. Battaniyeyi yerden almak için eniştemin üzerinden eğildim. Yerdeki battaniyeyi alırken göğüslerim eniştemin bacaklarına değmişti. Kolum da eniştemin önüne dokundu. O anda eniştemle göz göze geldik. Hiç konuşmadan birbirimizin gözlerine bakıyorduk. Birden eniştemin dudaklarından öpmeye başladım. Eniştem şok olmuştu

– “Ne yapıyorsun kız yapma…” dediyse de

– “Enişte sen de istiyorsun aslında…” dedim ve eniştemin dudaklarından öpmeye başladım. Elimle de eniştemin sikini okşuyordum. Enişteminki kalkmıştı. Şortunun paçasından elimi içeriye soktum. Eniştemin sikini çıkarttım. Elimle okşuyordum. Eniştem bir yandan inliyor, bir yandan itiraz etmeye çalışıyordu.

– “Yapma baldız,bunu yapmamalıyız…” diyordu

– “Enişte bunu sen de istiyorsun, ben de istiyorum… Lütfen çok istiyorum. Nolur kırma beni…” Yalvarıyordum…

– “Peki o zaman baldız… Madem sen de istiyorsun, günah benden gitti o zaman…” diye karşılık verdi.

Benim tahammülüm yoktu. Hemen doğrulup eniştemin şortunu çıkartım. Eniştem çırıl çıplak kalmıştı. Deli gibi enişteminkini ağzıma alıp yalamaya başladım. Toplarını sıktırıyor arka deliğine de parmaklarımla bastırıyordum. O kadar büyük ve kalındı ki ağzıma zor sığıyordu. Eniştem eliyle de benim göğsümü okşuyordu. Yalamaya doyamıyordum. Parmaklarımın arasında eniştemin kalın, damarlı penisini gördükçe azıyor, bacaklarımın arasında ateş yanar gibi kasıklarımın yandığımı hissediyordum.

Başımı kaldırıp enişteme baktım. Gözlerini kısmış, saçlarımın arasındaki elleriyle beni kasıklarına çekiyor, kısık kısık inliyordu. Durduğumu hissedince kalktı, yatağın üstünde diz çökerek beni soydu, üzerimdekileri çıkardı. Zaten iç çamaşırı giymemiştim, iki parçayı çıkarınca ben de çırılçıplak kalmıştım. Hasretle eniştemin dudaklarını öpüyordum. Eniştem de bana karşılık vererek dudağımı kopartırcasına öpmeye başladı. Ben eniştemi hem öpüyor hem de bir elimle okşuyordum. Eniştem elini uzatmış, şehvet sularıyla sırıl sıklam olmuş kadınlığımı okşuyor orta parmağını içime sokuyordu.

O kadar hoşuma gidiyordu ki adeta kuduruyordum. Dudaklarımı öpmeyi sürdüren eniştem boynuma, memelerime, göbeğime inmeye başlamıştı. Islak dili göbek deliğimde oyalandıktan sonra kasıklarıma geldi. Bunu yaparken kendisi de ters dönmüş, taş gibi sertleşmiş organını ağzıma doğru uzatırken diliyle amımı okşamaya başlamıştı. 69 pozisyonuna geçmiştik. Ben enişteminkini ağzıma alırken o da benimkini yalıyor parmağını arkama sokup sokup çıkartıyor, boşta kalan elleriyle de göğüslerimi okşuyordu.

Benim daha fazla dayanacak gücüm kalmamıştı artık. Hepsini içime almak istiyordum. Altından zorla kalkıp eniştemin üzerine çıktım. Nefes nefeseydim. Eniştemin üzerine yavaşça oturdum. Elimle eniştemin kalın organını tutup kan hücumundan şişip dudakları kabarmış amıma hizaladım. O kadar zevk alıyordum ki bağırmamak için kolumu ısırıyordum.

Ben bitmek istemiyordum içimden çıkartım ve enişteme doğru dönüp dudaklarından öpmeye başladım. O da beni öperken dudaklarımı kopartıyordu daha sonra eniştem benim boyunlarımı, omuzlarımı öpüyor göğüslerimi okşuyor diğer eliyle önümü okşuyor parmağını içime sokup çıkartıyordu eniştem vücudum her tarafını öperek yalayarak göbeğime kadar indi ben zevkten çıldırıyordum yatağın çarşafını sıktırıyordum her tarafım titriyordu enişteme artık dayanamayacağımı beni bitirmesini istedim o da

“Daha değil sabret” dedi

Diliyle yalıyor dilini içime sokup çıkartıyordu beni ters çevirdi ve bu seferde sırtımdan yalamaya başlayarak aşağıya kadar inmeye başladı bana biraz kalçalarımı kaldırmamı istedi eliyle kalçamı açtırıp diliyle arkamı yalıyor dilinin ucuyla arkama giriyor parmaklarını da içime sokuyordu elleriyle amımı açtırdı önce iki parmağını soktu sonra üç parmağını sokmaya çalıştı benim biraz canım acıdı enişteme

– “Yeter artık parmaklarını çıkar kuduruyorum” dedim

Arkamdan yavaş yavaş içime giriyordu ben de kendimi enişteme bırakmıştım birkaç sefer içime girip çıktıktan sonra çıkartıp arkama girmek için elleriyle kalçamı açtırdı ben iyice ıslandığım için enişteminki iyice ıslanmıştı önce kafasını soktu biraz canım acıdığı için kendimi biraz çektim ve istemeyerek biraz kendimi sıkıyordum

eniştem benim rahatlamam için kulak memelerimi yalıyor ve kulağıma açık saçık kelimeler söylüyordu kendimi serbest bırakmamı istedi daha sonra çok zevk alacağımı söyledi ben de elimden geldiğince rahatlamaya çalıyordum içinde birkaç git gel yaptıktan sonra hepsini içime soktu ben acıyla zevk arasındaydım içime girip çıkıyor eliyle de kalçalarıma tokat atıyordu bu beni iyice çıldırtıyordu ben de orta parmağımla hem önümü okşuyor hem de eniştemin taşaklarını okşuyordum.

Benim artık daha fazla dayanacak gücüm kalmadığından sarsılarak boşalmaya başladım ama eniştemin pek boşalmaya niyeti yoktu. Arkamdan çıkartıp beni sırt üstü çevirip belimin altına yastık yerleştirdi bacaklarımı omuzlarına koymamı istedi ellerini de bacaklarımın arasından geçirdi ve içime girmeye başladı hem içime giriyor hem de boynumu öpüyor göğüslerimi sıktırıyor dudaklarımı öpüyordu birkaç kez daha girip çıktıktan sonra hemen içimden çıkartıp göbeğimin üzerine ılık ılık boşaldı eliyle iyice boşalttı daha sonra ağzıma alarak kalanlarını da ben yaladım parmaklarımla da eniştemin göbeğimin üzerine boşalttığı döllerini göğüslerime sürdüm.

Eniştem bitkin bir halde yanıma uzandı ikimiz de birer tane sigara yaktık bir süre hiç konuşmadan sigaramızı içtik sonra eniştem

– “Nasıldı, hoşuna gitti mi?” diye sordu. Gerinerek,

– “Çok güzeldi enişte.” dedim. “Ablam çok şanslı. Senin gibi bir kocası var. Hep söylerdi ama, şimdi anladım ki aslında az bile söylemiş.”

– “Nasıl yani? Ablan beni mi anlattı sana?” dedi şaşırarak.

– “Ya, işte… Kardeş sohbeti…”

– “Bak sen orospuya… Anlat bakalım, neler anlattı sana benim hakkımda?”

– “Ben kocamdan boşanacağım sıralarda dertleşirdik. Ben çok üzüldüğümden beni teselli ederdi ablam. Sizi anlatıyordu o da… Haftada en az 3-4 sefer beraber oluyormuşsunuz. Ablam boşaldığı halde, sen dakikalarca boşalmadan ablama girip çıkar, ablamı mahvedermişsin. Canı çok yanarmış ama, zevk de aldığından ses çıkarmazmış. Hem zevkten, hem acıdan bağırta bağırta sikermişsin ablamı enişte…”

– “Doğru, sevişirken çok bağırır isterik ablan. Komşular duyacak diye telaşlanıyorum hep… ”

– “Ben de ona çok şanslısın abla, keşke benim kocam da eniştem gibi olsaydı da bağırtsaydı diye dert yanardım. Ablam da kız valla ödünç verilecek bir şey olsa da sana versem, işin bitirince getirsen. Ama portatif değil kocamın siki… demişti. Beraberce gülmüştük. Aslında ben gülerken aklımda hep senin nasıl ablamı siktiğini geçiriyordum, canım seni o kadar istiyordu ki enişte…”

– “Keşke söyleseydin aşkım. Ben hem ablanı, hem de seni severdim. Doyururdum seni.” Güldüm, elimi uzatıp çıplak yatan eniştemin sikini kavradım. Az önce boşalmasına rağmen dimdik havaya dikilmiş duruyordu.

– “Evet enişte. Doyururdun sen. Bu yaramaz hem beni, hem ablamı sikerdi. İkimize de yeter bu koca sikin…”

Bu arada sigaralarımız bitmişti. Beraber duşa girdik. Eniştem beni sabunlarken ben de eniştemi bir güzel sabunlayarak yıkandık. Duştan çıktıktan sonra ikimiz de giyinmeden çırılçıplak vaziyette beraberce yatağa yattık. Eniştem uykuya dalarken beni kucağına çekmiş, penisini bacaklarımın arasına sokmuş vaziyette vücudumu okşaya okşaya uyuttu beni… Çok mutluydum. Kolunu yastık yapmış yatarken, diğer eli memelerimde, karnımda, kasıklarımda dolaşıyordu.

Hastaneden çıkınca akşamın olmasını dört gözle bekliyorduk. Erkenden odamıza çıkıp sabaha kadar defalarca beraber oluyorduk. Babam hastanede yatarken annem de babamın yanında refakatçi kalıyordu. Biz hastaneye ziyarete gittiğimizde

– “Çocuklar size de yük olduk” diyorlardı ben de

– “Anne, sen bizi hiç merak etme. Bizim rahatımız çok güzel. Eniştem bana Ankara yı gezdiriyor. Gözün arkada olmasın…” derken eniştemle göz göze gelerek birbirimize tebessüm ettik. O sırada ablam eniştemi cep telefonundan aradı. Babamla annemle görüştü. Daha sonra ben görüştüm. Bana da

– “Aman, enişten sana emanet, oralarda yaramazlık yapmasın. Ona göz kulak ol…” diye tembihledi.

– “Sen hiç merak etme abla. Benim yanımda dişi sineğe bile yaklaşamaz. İçin rahat olsun.” dedim.

Hemen akşamın olmasını ve gene eniştemle sevişmeyi istiyordum. Bu geceler boyu koklaşmalarımız, sevişmelerimiz bir hafta kadar sürdü. Enişteme

– “Bir hafta seni ablamdan ödünç aldım işte… İşim bitince ablama seni teslim edeceğim.” dedim.

Bu eniştemin de işine gelmişti. Beraber kaldığımız bir hafta boyunca her akşam eniştemle beraber oluyorduk. Bu ilişkimiz halen devam ediyor. Eniştem bana çalıştığı ilçeden bir iş bulacak ve ablamın yanında, onlarla beraber kalacağım. Nasıl yapacağız bilemiyorum ama, Kandırabilirsek ablamı da aramıza alacağız. Belki sikici eniştemin o koca siki yardımcı olur ablamı kandırmamıza

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