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Virüs bahanesiyle 2

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Hakan ile daha önceki heyecanımız üzerinden bayağı bir süre geçmişti. Sınavlarıma odaklanmış, eve kapanmıştım. Tüm gün ders çalışıyor, kendime ayıracak zaman bulamıyordum. Stresim arttıkça azgınlığım da artmış, kendime dokunmalarım çoğalmıştı. Dersten boş bulabildiğim tek zamanlarda mastürbasyon yapıyor ve küçük aletler ile analdan zevk almaya çalışıyordum. Hakan da uzun süre kaybolmuştu ve kendisinden pek haber alamıyordum. Bir gece ona telefonda güzel bir show yapmam dışında tamamen temassız kalmıştık. Sınavıma 1 hafta kalana kadar mesaj atmamıştı. Uzun süreden sonra mesaj attığında bayağı heyecanlanmıştım. Nerdesin yazmıştı. Evde olduğumu ve ders çalıştığımı söylediğinde, mahalleye geldiğini ve arabasının yanında olduğunu söyledi. Bir tur atalım mı dediğinde hemen evet demiştim. Stresimi boşaltmam gerekiyordu. Hakan’ın yanına sürpriz ile gidecektim. Kız kardeşimin uzun süredir aradığı ama aslında bende saklı olan bir kaç parçasını karıştırdım. Bir tangası ve bir pileli eteği vardı zulamda. Önce tangayı sonra da eteğini giyindim hemen. Üstüne de bunları gizleyecek spor şortumu giydim. Saçımı arkadan toplayıp aileme dışarı çıkacağımı, turlayacağımı söyledim. Aşağı indiğimde Hakan bekliyordu.

Araca bindiğimde kalbim bayağı hızlı atıyordu. Arabanın müziği biraz açıktı. Hoş geldin canım dediğinde yanağına bir öpücük kondurdum. Biraz turdan sonra tepede bir yere çekti aracı. Bölgede çok bilinen bir yer değildi. Birazcık hoşbeşten sonra beni özlediğini söyledi Hakan. Ben de dedim elimi pantolonun üzerine atarak. Kırıtarak gülüyordum. Bakma makyajsız halime, elimden geleni yapıyorum diyerek cebimden çıkardığım küçük kırmızı ruju gösterdim. O gülerken ben de ruju dudağıma sürerek birazcık daha da olsa ona seksi gelmeye çalışıyordum. Bak nasıl uğraşıyorum derken sesimi iyice inceltmiştim. Dolgun dudaklarıma sürülünce biraz daha iyi görünmeye başlamıştım sanırım. Yeterli mi diyerek ona döndüm ve elimi kemerine götürdüm. Kemerini çözerken özledim orospumu diyerek beni azdırıyordu Hakan. Aletine ilk ulaştığımda seksi bir gülücük atarak ona döndüm ve gözlerimi ayırmadan aletinin ucunu yalamaya başladım.

Çok özledim dediğinde titriyordu. Özlemle aletinin her tarafını yalıyordum. Imhhh çok özledim diyerek onu yükseltiyor, kafamı daha çok aletine itmesini sağlıyordum. Bir kaç dakikalık oralimden sonra ikinci sürprizimi görmek ister misin dedim. Kafasını salladığında dilimin penisinden çevirip, koltukta şortumu çıkarmaya başladım. Karşısında eteğim ile kaldığında Offf diye tepkisini gösterdi. Arkaya geç, seni sikmek istiyorum dediğinde onu ikiletmemiştim. Arka koltuğa geldiğinde domalmış vaziyette ona kıçımı dönmüştüm. Eteğimi kaldırdığında tangamı yana kayırıp deliğimi yalaması bir kaç saniyesini almıştı. Penisim de o beni yalarken tangamın yanından çıkıyor daha da seksi bir görüntü oluşturuyordu. Sik beni dediğimde, ıslak aletine son bir kere tükürerek yavaş yavaş deliğime girmeye başladı. Ahhh sesi çıkarırken sesim o kadar tiz ve kadınsıydı ki aleti daha da sertleşerek giriyordu. Yarısına kadar girdiğinde yavaş ol aşkım diyerek onu durdurdum. Çok darsın diyordu. Evet, çok darım ve bu yüzden yavaş diyordum. Birazcık alıştığına emin olduğumda orospu gibi yavaş yavaş kendimi siktirmeye başladım. O da alıştığımı fark edip hareketlenmeye başladı. Çok özlemiştim sikilmeyi ve arabanın arka koltuğunda tanga ve eteğimle bunu çok güzel yerine getiriyordum. Ahhh sik beni dediğim her an o da orospum diyerek devam ediyordu içime girmeye. Çok güzeldi ve yavaş yavaş gelmeye yakındı. İçime gel dediğimde sıcacık sıcacık içime gelmeye başladı. Ben de dimdik şekilde devam ediyordum inlemeye bu esnada. İçim sıcacık olmuştu. İçimden çıktığında bir kısmı da içimden çıkarak aletime ve baldırlarıma doğru akmaya devam etti. İkimiz de kendimizi koltuğa atmıştık. Bir sigara yakıp konuşmaya başladık. Sınavdan sonra ona gelmemi söyledi. Olur dediğimde çok sevinmişti. Başka biri varsa o da olur diye şaka yaptım. İstersen var dedi. Şakayla karışık söylemiştim ama olur dediğinde şaşırmıştım. Çocuğu sorduğumda ondan iki yaş küçük, Hakan’a abi diyen seven, sayan bir çocuk olduğunu ve adının Berk olduğunu söyledi. Nasıl yapacağız, direkt beni aranıza alıp sikemezsiniz dedim gülerek. Seni nasıl düşürdüysem onu da öyle düşürmemiz gerektiğini söyledim. O zaman oyun oynarız. Senin biraz oğlan olduğundan, birazcık oyunla seni düşürebileceğimizden bahsederiz dedi. Hatta önce benim yatağıma gelirsin sonra ben çıkarım sizi yalnız bırakırım dedi gülerek. Tutar mı diye sorduğumda evet tutar dedi. Bu düşüncelerin yüksekliğiyle bir kere daha Hakan’ı içime aldım.

1 hafta böyle geçmişti. Hakan, Berk’i ayarlamış ve benden bahsetmişti. Benim de sınavım bitmiş ve başarılı bir sonuç almıştım. Hakanlara gidecektim. Hakan ben bunlarla uğraşırken bir ara birazcık seksi bir alışveriş yapmıştı benim için. Bunları da alıp beni evimden aldı. Altıma bir şort giymiştim tekrar. Bacaklarım tertemizdi. Berk’i almaya gittiğimizde oyun başlıyor haberin olsun dedi. Araca bindiğinde Berk, beni birazcık süzmüştü. Saçımı da topuz yapmıştım. Bacaklarım kılsızdı. Tanışma safhasından sonra Hakan Berk’e dönerek ben de arkadaşa ne kadar kılsız olduğunu söylüyordum dedi. Sence de öyle değil mi Berk dediğinde, Berk hızlıca moda girip evet bayağı temizmişsin dedi. Teşekkür ederim dediğimde Hakan birazcık daha sürdürdü sohbeti. Sohbet sonunda bir iddiaya girerek beni rekabete çağırdı. Başarısız olmam durumunda bana bu gece Jale diye sesleneceklerini ve bir şey demeyeceğimi söyledi. Tamam diyerek önceden kaybetmem için hazırladığımız iddiayı başlattık. Eve gittiğimizde iddia sonucu haksız olduğum görüldü ve o andan itibaren Jale olarak tanıtıldım. Gece boyunca eğlence ve alkolden sonra yavaş yavaş kafalar gitmişti. Herkes çakırkeyfti ve ekranda fashion tv’nin gece programı vardı. Mankenler geçtikçe iki erkeğin de kadınlar hakkında düşündükleri biraz ortaya çıkıyordu. Hakan, sen de bunlar kadar tüysüzsün Jale dediğinde ehh şanslıyım diyerek cevap verdim. Hem göğüsler olmasa ben de… dediğim anda sesimi kestim. Hakan bana dönerek eee? diyordu gülerek. Yok bir şey dememi umursadan yok yok, bence onlar kadar seksiyim demek istiyorsun dedi. Ehhh dedim çakırkeyf bir gülümseme ile. O zaman giyinsene felan deyince, yok benim işim değil dedim. Hadi, hadi dediğinde hayır derken bile birazcık istekli olduğumu belli ediyordum. Berk’de Hakan’ın dediklerini çözmüş olacak ki 2 kol kapın da maç yapın. Kazananın istediği olur dedi. Tamam o zaman dediğimde Berk’in gösterdiği yol için mutluluk duyuyordum. Sonucu belli maç bittiğinde söz sözdür diyerek ne giyineceğimi söyledim. Hakan önceki kız arkadaşlarının iç çamaşırlarının içeride olduğunu ve kurallara uymam gerektiğini söyledi. Televizyondakine en yakın şekilde gitmeliydim. Makyajı da unutmayacaktım.

İçeri gittiğimde malzemeleri gördüm. Hakan bayağı seçenek yaratmıştı. Dikleşmiştim bile. 2 erkeğin karşısına en seksi şeklimle gidecektim biraz sonra. Bir kere daha karşılarına giderek bu yapacağımız şey aramızda kalacak değil mi gençler? diye sordum. Gülerek evet dediler. Hakan içeride benim nasıl bir orospu olduğumdan bahsediyordu büyük ihtimalle. 10 dakika sonra içeri gittiğimde nevri dönmüştü iki gencin de. Kıpkırmızı rujumun baskın olduğu pudralı seksi yüzüm ve etrafından ayrılan saçlarıma ek olarak üstüme dar bir taytımsı giysi giyerken, altıma diz kapağının üstünde biten pileli bir etek ile altında fileli bir çorap giymiştim. Bebeksi yüzüm beni bir kadın gibi göstermişti. Altına giydiğim topuklu terlik ise bacaklarımı harika gösteriyordu.

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taksici ismet – 26
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Yasmina ve oğlu Majid ile denizde oynuyorduk. Ama gözüm soyunma kabinin kapısındaydı.
Mukkades ve eşim, Fahri beye zevkli anlar yaşatıyorlardı.
Kabine giderken önden yürüyüşlerini göz önüne getirdim.Önce eşim girmişti kabine, peşinden Mukkades ve hemen sonra Fahri bey girip kapıyı kapatmıştı. Kaç dakika olmuştu gireli? 10-15?
Ben kaç dakikada çıkmıştım? 5-6 bilemiyorum ama 10 dakika sürmemişti. Bunlar neden bu kadar uzun kalmıştı. İyice merak etmiştim.
Birden kapı açıldı ve Mukkades kabinden çıktı. Ardından kapı kapandı. Çıkan olmadı. Mukkades bize doğru yürümeye başladı. Yasmina’nın yanından ayrılıp Mukkades’e doğru yürüdüm.
“Hayır ola, neden bu kadar uzun sürdü?”
“Fahri beyimiz aşka geldi.”
“Yani..”
“Kabine girer girmez eşine resmen saldırdı, adam dün akşamdan beri bu anı bekliyor.”
“….!!!….”
“Senin eşin var ya İsmet…tam bir seks canavarıymış. Kabine doğru giderken ne yapacağımızı tekrar konuştuk. Meğersem götüne güneş yağı sürmüş. Fahri’nin onu götten sikeceğini anlamış.”
“Yani kabinde seks mi yapıyorlar?”
“Evet, Adam ikinci postaya başladı, ben çıktım.”
“İkinci posta !!! bu kadar çabuk mu?”
“Sen Yasmina’yı ilk siktiğinde ikincisini hatırlasana!!!”
Mukkades doğru bir noktaya parmak basmıştı. Adamın fantazisinde eşimi götten sikmek vardı.
Dün akşamdan beri istekli olduğunu düşünürsek, mutlaka ilacınıda atmıştı.
Ehh… eşime tatlı zevkler dilemekten başka bir seçeneğim yok.
Yasmina’nın yanına geri dönüp, kendimi ona odaklamaya başladım ama yinede göz ucuyla kabine bakamadan edemiyordum.

15 dakika sonra eşim kabinden çıktı ve gözleri beni aradı. Kolumu sallayarak ona işaret ettim. Denize yanıma geldi. Yasmina oğlunu alıp şezlonga uzanmaya çıktı.
Eşim yanıma geldiğinde yanakları al al dı.Hemen beline sarılıp denizde biraz açıldık. Su seviyesi göğüs hizasına gelince durduk.
“Neler yaptınız anlatsana..”
“Ohh, çok güzeldi.”
“Kabine hazır gitmişsin bakıyorum.”
“Ohh.. evet, dünden beri adamın gözü kalçalarımın üzerindeydi. İlk fırsatta beni arkadan yapacağı belliydi, bende hazırlandım.”
“Ne zaman hazırlandın?”
“Sabah banyoda mayomuzu giyerken.”
“Umduğun gibi çıktı mı bari?”
“Anlatmamı istermisin?”
“Evet …çok isterim.”
Beline sarıldım, iki parmağımı mayonun içine sokup,poposunu aralayıp içine soktum. Deliği iyice gevşemişti. İçerisi ılıktı, Fahri’nin spermleri halen içinde yüzüyorlardı.
“Biz Mukkades ile kabine yürüken,ben şey sordum, Fahri bey canı seks isterse ne yaparız diye. O da dedi ki bu adam senin arkana hasta,bende biliyorum dedim ve güneş yağı ile hazırladığımı söyledim…”
“Eee sonra?”
“Mukkades ve ben bir kahkaha patlattık, bana kötü sözler söyledi. Sonra kabine girdik. Fahri bey hemen göğüslerime saldırdı ve elleri kalçalarımı ovmaya başladı. Önüme diz çöküp mayomu indirdi ve yüzünü önüme gömdü,elleri aynı anda göğüslerimi okşuyordu.”
“Mukkades ne yapıyordu o esnada?”
“Kocasının aletini okşamaya başladı. Gerçi şortu iner inmez sertletmişti.”
“Boyutu nasıldı?”
“Fazla büyük değil ama kalın.”
“Ağzına aldın mı?”
“Gerek kalmadı, arkamı çevirip popomu yalamak istedi. Hindistan cevizli güneş yağını görünce,off dedi ve kalçalarımı ayırdı Mukkades’in yardımıyla hemen içine girdi.”
“Yani Mukkades yardım mı etti”
“Evet, yardım etti, sonra eli ile önümü okşadı ve benim elimi alıp onun önüne koydu, bende onu okşayıp parmakladım. Değişik bir duyguydu bu. Başka bir kadını vajinasına parmak sokup okşamak. Ne bileyim, farklı bir zevk. Fahri beyin içime akkıtığını hissetim, ben daha zevk almamıştım,aniden patladı. Ben çıkaracak sandım ama o git gele devam etti. Sertliğini kaybetmedi. Mukkades mayosunu çekip çıktı, bizi yalnız bıraktı.”
“Eee, sonra ne oldu?”
“Oo,senin ki kalktı yine, hayırdır?”
“Haydı hem anlat, hem okşa..”
“Odamıza çıkalım mı?”
“Dur ..mayonun önünü aç ve bacaklarını belime dola.”
“Burada herkesin içinde?”
“Yahu en yakın insan en az on metre uzakta, kimse anlamaz ne yaptığımızı..haydi beni dinle..”
Eşim mayosunu ayırdı kollarını boynuma dolayıp bacaklarını belime doladı. Bende şortumu yarım indirip sol elimle kalçasını tutup, sağ elimle aletimi amının dudaklarına sürtüp içine kaydım. Sonra her iki elimle kalçalarından tutup denizin bizi hareket ettirmesine bıraktım.
“Haydi anlatmaya devam etsene..”
“Nerede kalmıştık?
“Bilmiyorum, ama istersen en başından anlat, hiç bir ayrıntıyı kaçırmadan anlat.”
“Haa, tamam hatırladım..Mukkades bizi yalnız bırakıp çıktı. Fahri bey daha arzulu ve istekli vurmaya başladı. İki elim kabin duvarına dayanmış o sert darbeler altında ayakta zor duruyordum.
Yavaş yavaş zevk içimde tırmanıyordu. Bir elimi aşağıya götürüp adamın taşşaklarını avuçlayıp sıktım, aşağıdan zevk sularım akıyordu. Üç parmağımı birden içime sokup diğer yerdeki alete basırmaya başladım. Hem parmaklarımla kendimi okşuyor hemde arkamdaki alete baskı uyguluyordum. Yavaşça içimde şismeye başladı.. ohhh, çok güzledi. İçime tekrar o ılık suyularını akıtacaktı. Alttaki elim hızlamanaya ve her iki yerimi kasmaya başladım. Zevk doruğuna ulaşmak üzereydim. Fahri beyin elleri kalçalarımı iyice tutarak dahada ayırdı ve son darbeleri vururken içimde patladığını hissetim ve o esnada bende geldim.
Çok güzeldi. Beni arzulayan bir erkeği memnun etmiş ve bende zevk almıştım.
Sonra içimden çıkarıp beni ters çevirip hiç beklemediğim bir anda dudaklarımı öptü. Bende kendimi kaptırıp öpücüklerine cevap verdim..üzgünüm sevgilim, biliyorum dudaklarım sana özel ama,işte bir anlık dalgınlığa geldim, kendimi kaptırmıştım.”
Dudaklarına yamulup,hırsla öpmeye başladım.
Kasıklarım dayanamamıştı, spermlerim içine boşaldı. Gelmiştim, aşağıya doğru baktım, amının etrafında beyaz sıvılar akıyırdu. Spermlerin deniz suyuna karışmıştı, içinden çıkarınca daha çok sperm suya aktı.

Kendimizi denizin ılık sularına bırakıp sırt üstü uzanıp dinlendik. Eşime bakıyordum, başka erkeklere yatarkan hafif kıskançlık olmuştu ama Fahri beyde hiç kıskançlık duygusu yoktu.
Onunla yatmasını normal karşılıyorum. Belk**e çok fazla onunla beraber eşimi siktiğimizin fantazisini kurmuştum. Olabilir…Güzel bir duyguydu bu.

Denizde çıkıp şezlonlglara yürüdük. Majid Mukkades ve Fahri beyin yanında yatıyordu. Yasmina yoktu. Gözlerim onu aradı. Markete girdiğini gördüm. Biraz uzanıp aküleri şarj etmek için dinlenek istedim.

1 saat kestirmişim. Uyandığımda etrafımda sadece Fahri bey vardı. Bayanlar yoktu. Denize baktım Mukkades ve eşimi kucağında Majid’i gördüm. Yasmina yoktu. Markete doğru yürüdüm. Markete yaklaşınca Yasmina’nın genç bir adamla bir arabanın içinde oturduğunu gördüm.
Üstü açık beyaz bir BMW’yidi. Ankara plakalı…06 MRT 06.

taksici ismet – 27
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1 saat kestirmişim. Uyandığımda etrafımda sadece Fahri bey vardı. Bayanlar yoktu. Denize baktım Mukkades ve eşimi kucağında Majid’i gördüm. Yasmina yoktu. Markete doğru yürüdüm. Markete yaklaşınca Yasmina’nın genç bir adamla bir arabanın içinde oturduğunu gördüm.
Üstü açık beyaz bir BMW’yidi. Ankara plakalı…06 MRT 06.

Markete girdim, bir kaç gofret ve bisküvi alıp çıktım. Arabanın yanından geçerken Yasmina’ya baktım. Beni görmedi, genç adamın konuşmasına dalmıştı. İkiside Arapça konuşuyordu.

Yavaş yavaş plaja doğru yürüdüm. Birkaç kez arkama dönüp baktım. Yasmina koltuğuna yan oturmuş, genç adam kolunu onun koltuğuna atmış, sohbet ediyorlardı.

Şezlonglara geldim ve gofret ve bisküviler birakıp denize,bayanların yanına gittim.

“Yasmina nerede kaldı? Markete gidiyorum demişti.”
“Market önünde bir genç ile arabasında sohbet ediyorlardı. Sanırım birazdan gelir.”
“Kimmiş bu genç adam? Yakışıklı mı bari?”
“Yakışıklı, hafif kirli sakallı,esmer biri, arapça konuşıyorlar. Arabası Ankara plakalı. Turist galiba.”
Bizi dinleyen Mukkades hemen söze girdi;
“Arkadaş edinmesi iyi, yazık genç kadına, sıkılmasın bari. Gezsin eğlensin, oğluna biz bakarız..değilmi?”
“Aaa, tabi bakarız. Gezsin tabii. Değilmi İsmet?”
Bir susmadı şu karılar..sizene Yasmina’nın tatilinden eğlenmesinden. Ben ona yeterde artarım bile..
Nereden çıktı şu ankaralı?

15-20 dakika sonra Yasmina tek başına geldi. Yüzünde gülücükler açmıştı. Bu kadar mutlu güldüğünü hatırlamıyorum. Oğluna sarılıp biraz suda oynadılar. Soracak bin bir soru vardı kafamda ama hiç birini soramadım. Öğle yemeği yemek üzere pansiyona üstümüze değiştirmeye hep beraber gittik. Pansiyonun yanında bir dönercide öğlen açlığımızı giderip pansiyona döndük. Mukkades ve eşim Majid’i alıp denize döndüler. Fahri bey odasına kestirmeye gitti. Ben Yasminayı alıp onun odasına çıktık. Üstündekilerini çıkarıp sadece mayosuyla yatağa girdi.
Yatağa beraber uzandık. Kollarımın arasına girdi, başını omzuma dayayıp gözlerini kapadı. Yüzüme düşen saçlarını okşamaya başladım. Onu sırt üstü yatırıp incelemeye başladım. Yüzü ve vücudu güneşten hafif kızarmıştı. Göğüsündeki mayoyu kaldırdım, alttaki beyazlıkla üstekki kızarıklık güzel bir kontrast oluşturmuştu.

Kadınlar güneşlenmeyi ve bronzlaşmayı severler ama biz erkekler yinede beyaz kalan yerleri seviyorduk.

Mayosunun üstünü çıkardım. Dolgun beyaz göğüslerin etrafı kızarmış,mayo altında kalan yerler beyaz kalmıştı. Kahrengi uçları dimdik ayaktaydı. Elimle alt mayoyu hafif kaldırdım aynı beyazlık aşağıdada duruyordu. Mayonun altını hafiçe aşağıya doğru çekip çıkardım. Kolları başının üstünde uyumuştu. Yatakta çırıl çıplaktı. Bende üstümü soyup bacaklarını aralayıp ayak bileklerinden başlayıp öperek iki bacak arasına geldim.
Kukusunun kokusunu içime çektim. Aynı bir tinercinin yaptığı gibi kokladım. Bacakları başıma kapandı ve beni yukarı çekmeye çalıştı. Yüzümü yüzüne getirip ona baktım. Gözleri yarı aralık bana gülümseyerek, “ Bırak biraz uyuyayım ,dinlenmek istiyorum, sonra yapsak olurmu?”

Dudaklarına bir öpücük kondurup odadan çıkıp aşağıya indim. Pansiyon girişinde arabadaki genç adam duruyordu. Pansiyonda oda istiyordu. Adam burada kalacaktı. Bunun nedeni belliydi, tabi ki Yasmina.
Yanına yaklaşıp kendimi tanıttım;
“Merhaba, ben İsmet, Yasmina hanımın arkadaşıyım. Sizleri az önce arabada gördüm.”
“Ahh,evet merhaba, ben Mert Kurt. Yasmina’ya markette tanıştık. Burada kaldığını ve buranın güzel olduğunu söyledi bende burada kalmaya karar verdim.”
“İyi olur, burası güzel bir aile pansiyonu, yalnızmısınız?”
“Evet, yalnızım.”
“Sizleri arapça konuşurken kulak misafiri oldum.”
“Evet ben üniversiteyi Halep’te okudum, arapçam oradan kalma. “
“Ne okudunuz Halep’te?”
“İnşaat bölümü.”
“Çok güzel,iyi görüşmek üzere, ben eşimin yanına denize dönüyorum.”
“Görüşürüz İsmet bey”

Oldukça kıskanmştım. Ama Yasmina’nında eğlenmye hakkı vardı.
Çocukta Allah var yakışıklı boylu postlu biriydi. Lüks bir arabaya biniyordu. Varlıklı olduğu her halinden beliydi.Terbiyeli birine benziyordu. Neyse denize girip biraz eğlenip yüzmeye ve bu konuda kafa yormamaya karar verdim.

2 saatlik bir deniz faslından sonra Fahri bey Marmaris’teki marinada akşam yemeğini yememiz konusunda israrlı olunca peki deyip akşam 8 gibi aşağıda buluşup dolmuş ile gitmeye karar verdik.

Odalarımza çıkıp dinlenmeye ve hazırlanmaya karar verdik. Majid’i alıp Yasmina’nın odasına girdim. Yasmina çarşafın altına girmiş çıplak yatıyordu. Majid’i soyup duşun altına gönderdim. Yasmina’yı öpücüklerimle uyandırdım.
“Selam tatlı kız. İyice dinlendin mi?”
Gözlerini açıp kollarını ve vücudunu gerdi. Çarşaf aşağıya doğru kayarken, dolgun hafif kızarmış beyaz göğüsler açığa çıktı. İki elimle onları avuçlayıp öpmeye ,somurmaya başladım. Banyodaki oğlunun sesini duyunca yataktan kalkıp şortunu giyip sütyenini taktı.

“Akşam sekiz gibi çarşıdaki marinada yemek yiyeceğiz. Yaklaşık bir saat 15 dakika zaman var. hazır olurmusun?”
“Tamam, sen çık ben oğlumla ilgileneyim,tamam saat sekizde aşağıdayız.”
Odamıza girdim eşim duştaydı. Tuvalete çişimi yaparken onu duşun altında inceledim. Onunda vücudu kızarmıştı. Daha ilk günde böylese 4-5 gün sonra iyice yanacaktı. Aynaya kendime baktım. Yüzüm hafif kızarmıştı. Omuzlarımda öyleydi. Şortumu çıkarıp duşun altına geçtim. Eşimin sırtını sabun bezi ile bir güzel yıkadım. Kalçasını sabunlarken,parmağım ister istemez poposunu arasına girdi, deliği halen gevşekti. Gülüştük.
“Bu akşam bir program olacak mı yine, ne dersin? Mukkades yine bara gidip 5-6 genç istermi acaba?”
“ Bilmem ki? Konuyu tekrardan hiç açmadık ki?”
“Peki sen hiç böyle bir şey arzu ettin mi? Yani 5-6 erkekle beraber olmak?”
Kollarını boynuma dolayıp;
“Peki sen hiç 2-3 kadını ayna anda arzuladın mı? Veya beraber oldunmu?”
“İnanki hayatımda şimdiye kadar sadece 1 kez aynı anda 2 kadınla beraber oldum, bugün sayunma kabininde..o kadar.”
“Peki hoşuna gittimi?”
“Evet oldukça hoştu..”
“Ama bir tane penisin olduğundan sadece birine sokabiliyorsun değilmi?”
“Evet sadece birine sokabiliyorum,ama sonra diğerine sokabilirim..”
“ İki penisin olsa, ikisine sokmak istemezmisin?”
“Mümkün olsaydı sokmak güzel olurdu tabii.”
“İşte biz bayanlarda bu mümkün. Aynı anda 2-3 penisi içimize alabiliyoruz.”
“Sana bir şey soracağim ama dürüst olmanı istiyorum.Yüzde yüz dürüst olamı isterim. Verdiğin cevaba hiç kızmıyacağım tamam mı?”
“….tamam sor..”
“Beraber olduğumuzda hiç başka erkekleri hayel ettinmi?”
“Beraberken hiç etmedim,ama kendimi okşarken ettim.”
“Neler hayel ettin, kimleri hayel ettin. Beni hiç aldatmayı düşündünmü?”
“Hani beni genç bir çocukla beraber olmamı istiyordun ya..Bakkalın çırağından haberin var sandım?”
“Bakkalın çırağından haberim yok. Ne oldu ki aranızda? Beni onunla aldattınmı yoksa?”
“Hayır seni hiç aldatmadım ama ona dokunmayı saymazsak tabii.”
“Nasıl oldu? Bir anlatsana.”
“Bundan 3 yıl evvel, mutfak tüpü bitmişti. Bakkalı aradım sipariş verdim. Çırak tüpü getirip taktı. Tüpü takarken altındaki şort yırtıldı,ortadan ikiye bölündü. Altında külot yoktu, her şeyi meydana çıktı. Hayatımda ilk defa bu kadar uzununu görmüştüm. Hepsini aynı sanıyordum. Ama onunkı farklıydı. Gözlerim sanki büyülenmişti. Çocuk şaşırmıştı ne yapacağını bilemiyordu. Dışarı böyle çıkamazdı. Bizim odaya gidip senin eski şortlarından birini getirdim. Eski şortu çıkarıp seninkini giydi. Tam düğmelerini iliklerken, yanına yaklaşıp düğmelerini tekrardan açtım. O büyük kalın aletini eline aldım, sicacıktı. O kadar kalındı ki,bunun girdiği deliği hayel bile edemiyordum.”
“Eee, sonra..?..”
“ Onu okşamaya başladım, gözlerim sadece oraya odaklanmıştı. 1-2 dakikada boşaldı. Üstünü düzeltip mutfaktan çıkıp gitti. Elimde sicak spermle orada dikili kalmıştım. Kasıklarımın arasında bir sicaklık hissetim. Salona geçip koltuğa uzandım, spermli ellerimle kendimi okşamaya başladım.
İnanılmaz bir duyguydu bu. Yabancı birinin spermleri içimdeydi, sanki içime akıtmıştı. O kalın aletin içime girdiğini hissediyordum. Gidip gelmelerini,sert girip çıkmaları beni çıldırmıştı. Orada inanılmaz bir zevk almıştım. O akşam seninle yataktayken çok güzel zevk almıştım. Hatta sen o gece iki defa geldin. “
“Evet, o geceyi hatırlar gibiyim..Sonra neler yaptın onunla?”
“Eve bir kaç kez siparişleri getiriyordu. Biraz sohbet ediyor,çay kahve içiyorduk. Sonra gitmeye yakın onu elimle tekrar getiriyordum. Ama çok kısa sürede geliyordu. Ayda 1-2 sefer buluşuyorduk. Sonra bakıcılık işi çıkınca görüşemez olduk. O kadar. Yani yaklaşık bir yıl oldu görümeyeli.”
“Seninle hiç olmak istemedimi.?”
“Bir kaç kez göğüslerimi okşadı , o kadar. Fazlasına izin vermezdim..”
“Peki şimdi pişman mısın?”
“Hayır, senin onayını aldım ya, artık kaybettiğimiz zamanı telafi ederiz.”

Duştan çıkıp kurulanıp, üstümü giyinip aşağıya indim. İnerken Fahri beyde seslendim.
Aşağıdaki masaya oturup patrondan bir 20’lik istedim. Fahri bey inince rakı servis yaptım.
Ankaralı Mert’te merdivenlerden inerken, masamıza davet ettim. Fahri bey ile tanıştırdım.
Mert’in babası Ankara’nın ünlü mütahhitlerinden biriymiş. Akşam yemek için bize katılmasını, böylece Yasmina’nın sıkılmayacağını söyledim. Hiç tereddüt etmeden,hatta seve seve kabul etti.

Yaklaşık yarım saat sonra bayanlar aşağıya indi. Hepsi makyaj yapmış ve çok güzel olmuşlardı.
Majid koşarak boynuma sarıldı. Küçük bir tanışma faslından sonra rakılar bitmişti, dolmuşa binmek üzere yola çıktık.

Marinayı biraz gezip uygun bir restaurantı gözümüze kestirdik. Hep beraber masamıza oturup koyu bir sohbete başladık.
Güzel bir akşam yemeğinden sonra, hafif alkollu olarak dolmuşa binip, pansiyona hep beraber döndük. Mert ve Yasmina ‘nın uyumaya pek niyetleri yoktu. Müsaade isteyip barlar sokağına yürüdüler. Yasmina Mert’in koluna girmişti. Hemen kaynaşmışlardı. Yemekte Yasmina’yı bu kadar mutlu ve neşeli görmemiştim. Mert onun ilk yaz aşkı olacaktı sanki.
Antalya’ya dönünceye kadar ona fazla dokunamıyacaktım anlaşılan.
Sağlık olsun, sabırlı olmayı bilirim.
Hep beraber odalarımıza uyumaya çıktık. Majid eşimle aramızda uyuya kalmıştı. Saat sabahın 4’ü olmuştu. Aklıma Yasmina geldi. Acaba gelmişlermiydi. Koridorda ayak sesleri duydum . Onlardı. Seslerinden tanıdım. Kulağımı kapıya dayadım. Konuşmalarını duymak istiyordum.
“Yasmina , bu akşam benim odamda yatarmısın?”
“……!!”
“Biliyorum, daha yeni tanıştık. Ama senden gerçekten hoşlandım ve seni daha iyi tanımak isterim. Haydı gel odama çıkalım.”
“Mert, benim oda burası, gel burada yatalım ama sonra kendi odana gitmeni istiyorum. Senin burada olduğun anlaşılmasın.”
Mert’in istediği bir göz, Yasmina verdi 2 göz.
Sessizce balkona çıktım, onun odası ve bizim oda aynı balkona çıkıyordu, arada ufak bir duvar vardı, üstünden kolayca atlayıp pencereden içeriye bakmaya başladım.Perdeler açıktı, Pencerenin altına oturdum ve içeriyi izlemeye başladım. Odanın ışığı açıldı. Her ikisi içeri girdi. Yasmina hafif alkolluydu. Yürüyüşünden belliydi.
Yatağın baş ucunda Mert ile öpüşmeye başladılar. Mert’in gömleğini yırtarcasına çıkardı. Yasmina azmıştı. Yatağa oturup Mert’in pantalonunun ve külodunu indirdi.
Mert’in kabarmış aletini uzun uzun inceleyip öpüp ağzına almaya başladı. Mert Yasmina’nın başını tutuyor ve göğüslerine ulaşmaya çalışıyordu. Yasmina’yı kollarına tutup ayağa kaldırdı. Üstündeki elbiseyi bir çırpıda çıkardı. Beyaz tangasılya ayaktaydı. Sütyen takmamıştı.
Yasmina’yı yatağa dört ayak yerleştirip, tangayı ayırıp, yüzünü arkaya gömdü.
Deli gibi deliklerini yalamaya başladı. Yasmina başını yatağa gömmüştü. Gözeri pencereden dışarıya bakıyordu. Bir an beni görür korkusuyla başımı kaçırdım, ama göremezdi.
Başımı tekrar yukarı kaldırdım. Mert Yasmina’nın tangasını dişleriyle aşağıya indirdi. Eliyle bacaklarından çekip çıkardı. Aletinin şişmiş başını Yasmina’nın amına sürttü. Birden kökledi, sapına kadar sert bir şekilde kökledi. Yasmina kendinden geçmişti. Parmaklarını yatak çarşafına geçirmiş, bacaklarını daha fazla ayırıp, içine giren erkeği daha derine, daha sert bir şekilde istiyordu.
Mert’in bakışları ise Yasmina’nın muhteşem vücuduna odaklanmıştı. Temposunu bir arttırıp bir düşürüyordu. Yasmina ise başını sadece sağa sola oynatıyordu. Bağırmamak için el bileğini ısırıyordu.
Mert içinde çıkıp tekrardan yüzünü Yasmina’nın bacak arasına dayadı. Biraz öpüp yaladıktan sonra, onu sırt üstü çevirip yatakta bacak omza sikmeye başladı. Yasmina iki büklüm Mert’in altındaydı.
Artık kendini kasmıyordu. Zevk sesleri oldukça yükselmişti. Sabahın bu saatinde pansiyonda yankılanıyordu. Mert eli ile ağzını kapattı. Daha sert vurmaya başladı. Yasmina altında vahşi bir kısrak gibiyidi. Mert üstünde zor duruyordu. Mert birden sikini içinden çıkardı ve eli ile kendini okşayarak spermlerini Yasmina’nın vücuduna akıttı. Aferin çocuğa, gözüm tuttu onu. Sorumsuzca içine akıtmadı. Sarhoş kadına soramazdıda..

Üstünü giyinip, Yasmina’nın üstüne çarşafı örtüp odadan çıktı. Bende fırsat bilip pencereden içeriye girdim. Çarşafı açıp, altındaki kadına baktım. Kendinden geçmişti.Gçrdüğüm sevişme bende arzu uyandırmıştı. Şortumu çıkarıp az önce Mert’in bulunduğu yere aletimi yerleştirdim.
İçerisi sicacıktı. Gidip gelmelerim hızlanınca Yasmina uykusunda zevk almaya başladı. Mert’in spermleri Yasmina’nın karnında ışıktan parlıyordu. Kendimi fazla tutamadım, bende içinden çıkarıp, karnına spermlerimi akıttım. Mert ve benim spermlerim Yasmina’nın karnında birleştiler.

Dudaklarına öpücük kondurup geldiğim yerden geri dönüp, yatağıma uzanıp tatlı bir uyku çektim.

Taksici ismet – 28
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Sabah 9:30 gibi eşim beni uyandırdı.
Tuvalet ve duş faslından sonra üstümü giyinip Majid ile birlikte kahvaltı salonuna indim.
10 dakika sonra eşim ile birlikte Mukkades ve Fahri bey indiler.
“İsmet, Yasmina’nın kapısını çaldım ama cevap vermedi.”
“Akşam çok geç gelmiştir, bırak yatsın kızcağız.”
Hep beraber sağlam bir kahvaltı yapıp Fahri bey ile tavla oynarken bayanlar deniz için hazırlanmaya odaya çıktılar.
Tavlayı iyi oynarım ama kırığım olunca gelem çok. Bazen tek kapıya bile gele atıyorum.
Tabii doğal olarak 3 parti oynadık, ikisini kaybettim. Kahve paralarını ödeyip, aşağıya inen bayanlar ile birlike denizin yolunu tuttuk.
Fahri bey şezlongda gazeteleri okumaya başladı. Ben ve bayanlar denizde yüzmeye başladık. Majid Fahri beyin kontrolünde kıyıda kumdan kaleler yapıyordu.

“Siz akşam rahat uyudunuz mu ? Benimki yatakta sırtını dönüp devamlı horladı.”
Dünkü yaşananlardan sonra Fahri’nin ayaklarında derman kalmamış, sırtını dönüp horlayarak yatmıştı.

“Bizde hemen yattık ,zaten yorgunduk.”
“Evet alkol alınca ben ve İsmet sadece uyumak istiyoruz. Denizde adamı yoruyor yani.”
“Sen dün eşimle seks yaptın en azından…”
“Üstüne birde denizde benimle yaptı..”
“Ne??? Denizde mi yaptınız?”
“Evet, kabin çıkışı, burada,Kocamın kollarında beraber oldum.”
“Vallahi helal sizlere, denizin ortasında, milletin içinde. İyi cesaret.”
“Deli mi desem, arzu mu desem, şevk mi desem..bilmiyorum ama doğru, cesaret ister.”
“ O zaman bu akşam bizim odaya gelsenize. Deniz manzaralı odamız var, yatağı oldukça geniş. Ne dersiniz?”
Olabilirdi aslında. Neden olmasın, er yada geç elbet bu durum olacaktı. Neden burada olmasın?
“Eşim uygun görürse neden olmasın.”
“Olur, neden olmasın, farklı bir ortam olur.”
“O zaman beyler bu akşam fazla alkol almasın,hatta denizde fazla yorulmasın, güçlerini akşama saklasınlar. Ne dersin?”
Eşim, kahkaha atarak başıyla onayladı. Bu akşam Fahri ile bana fazla mesai çıkmıştı. Bugün Yasmina ile beraber olma şansım yoktu artık. Çünkü akşam Fahri beyden daha iyi performans göstermem gerekiyordu. İlaçlarım çantadaydı. Akşem yemeğini hafif yiyip ilaçlarımı o zaman almaya karar verdim.

Yasmina ve Mert plaja geldiler. Mert şezlonga uzandı Yasmina oğlu ile ilgilenmeye başladı.
Mukkades onları görüp:
“Genç aşıklar geldiler.. kim bilir akşam neler yaşamışlardı?”
“Sonuçta gençler ve yetişkinler. Yapmamaları anormal olmazmı?”
“İlk geceden mi?” diye sorma gafletinde bulundum.
Mukkades yanıma geldi elini şortumun için attı;
“Biz bayanlar, bir erkeğe, verip vermeyeceğimizi ilk otuz saniye içinde karar veririz.”
Eşime bakıp; “ Doğrumu bu?”
Eşim boynunu büküp;” Ben Mukkades kadar hızlı değilim ama 1-2 dakika içinde sonuca varırız bence.”
Ağzım açık onları dinliyordum. Birde kadınları seksi fala düşünmez sanırdım. Meğerse, bizden fazla hatta bizden daha hızlı düşünürlermiş.
Biz erkekler, önce vücut ölçülerine, orantısına, yüz güzelliğine, sesine, giyimine bakıp sonra hayaller kurarız.
“Peki erkekte önce neresine bakarsınız?”
“İsmet, ben bu konuda fazla tecrübem yok ama eminim Mukkades daha doğru cevap verebilir sana.”
“Yavru sende bir bayansın, ne utanıyorsun, söylesene nereye baktığını!!”
“Utanmıyorum ayol, sen söyle , ben düşüneyim.”
“Tamam, önce erkeğin ellerine ve sonra ayakkabısına bakarım.”
“Ayakkabısına bakarak aletin boyutunu mu tahmin ediyorsun?”
“Yok canım , saçmalama sende. Ayakkabısı bakımlı olan, kendisi de bakımlıdır. Önce ellerine bakarım, manikürlü mü, temiz mi diye, sonra ayakkabısına, en son önüne bakarım. Yani aleti yeterli mi diye.”
Eşime dönüp;”Ya sen?”
“Ben bir erkeğe bakarsam önce yüzüne ve vücuduna sonra bacak arasına bakarım” deyip kahkahayı patlattı.
“ Ve ,o an ona verip vermiyeceğinize karar veriyorsunuz, öyle mi?”
“Aynen öyle İsmet bey.”
Vay be, ilk günde vermeyen bayanlar meğersem ilk görüşte beğenmemişler demekmiş.

Yasmina yüzerek yanımıza gelip,günaydın dedi.
“Akşam nasıl geçti, eğlendiniz mi bari?”
“Akşam çok güzeldi, hafif sarhoş oldum..”
Mukkades sol eliyle yuvarlak işareti yapıp, sağ elinin işaret parmağını yuvarlağa sokup çıkartarak; “Bunu yaptınız mı?”
Yasmina’nın yüzü kızardı ve başını öne eğdi..
Mukkades; “ Bak yapmışlar işte, sen ilk gece yapmaz diyorsun, ama yapmış işte. Kadın beğenirse ilk gece diye bir şey yoktur.”
Yaptıklarını biliyorum, onları izledim ve hatta sonra katıldım diyebilirim.

Mert denize girerek bizlere katıldı. Yakışıklı oğlandı. Atletik vücut yapısı vardı. Aletinin ebadı yapışan şortun altında belliydi. Mukkades eşime göz kırptı. Kafasıyla şortunu kabaran yerini gösterdi. Eşim başıyla onaylayıp güldü. Fahri bey Majid’i kucağına alarak yanımıza geldi ve hep beraber denizde zaman geçirdik.

Öğleye yemeğine kadar hep denizde kaldık diyebilirim. Mert daha çok Majid ile ilgileniyordu. Çocukları seviyordu. Ablası yeni doğum yapmış ve dayı olmanın gururunu yaşıyordu.
Öğle yemeği için bu sefer güzel kebap yapan bir yere gidip bir güzel acılı Adana kebap yapan Hataylı bir ustanın yerine gittik. Bol kebap ve ayran içtikten sonra dinlenmeye odalarımıza çıktık.
Majid bu sefer Mukkades hanımlarda kaldı. Yasmina Mert’in odasına çıktı.
Duş alıp,yatakta çıplak olan eşimin yanına uzandım. Çıplak vücudlarımız bir birine değiyordu.
Birden üstüme uzandı, dudaklarımı yavaşça öpüp şu soruyu sordu; “Sevişmek istermisin? Yoksa kendini,yani gücünü bu akşama saklamak istermisin?”
Kollarımı boynuna dolayıp, sevişmek istediğimi belirtip dudaklarını öpmeye başladım.
Kasık aralarını aletime sürtmeye başladı, ıslak ve nemli dudakları sikimi okşar gibiydiler.Sonra yavaşça yukarı çıkıp aletim kuku seviyesine gelince yavaşça aşağıya indi. İçindeydim. Sanki bir fırının içindeydim. Vajinal kaslarını oynatıryordu sadece. Vücudu sabitti.

“ Bu akşam Fahri beyden bana sıra gelir mi?”
“Ne sırası?”
“Arka kapı sırası..”

Üstümde düz oturdu, aletimi kökünden tutup amından çıkardı. Parmaklarını tükürükleyip poposuna götürdü ve üstümden hafif kalkıp aletimi arka deliğine dayayıp yavaşça oturdu. Milim milim içine alıyordu beni. Nefesimi tutmuş, arka kapıya dayanan aletime bakıyordum. Yüzüne baktım,alt dudağını ısırıyordu. Arka kapının kasları sikileli 24 saat olmuştu ve gevşekliğini yitirmişlerdi.
Tatlı sert içine giriyorum, kalçalarımı oynatmıyordum. Kontrol karımdaydı. Yarıya kadar girmişti ki tam çıkardı, amının sulu dudaklarına önce başını ve sonra boydan boya sürtüp sonra tekrar arka deliğine dayadı.Bu sefer kendini birden bıraktı ve tek seferde hepsini birden alıp derin bir ohhh çekti.
Ellerini omuzlarıma dayayıp inip çıkmaya başladı. Tempo ondaydı. Ellerim göğüslerini avuçluyor du. Uçlarını sıkıp çeviriyordum, sanki radyoda bir istasyon, bir frekans arar gibiydim.
İnip çıkmaları bırakıp sonuna kadar kökleyip, klitorisini sürtüp kalçasınını ileri geri hareket ettirmeye başldı. O kadar hızlıydı ki aletim sanki içinde kırılacakmış gibi hareket ediyordu. Doruğa ulaşmak üzereydi, göğsü ve yüzü kıpkırmızı kesilmişti. Kan akışı hızlanmıştı. Kalbi 180 atıyordu. Birden üstümde kasıldı ve böğürmeye başladı. Amından akan sıvıların haddi hesabı yoktu. Eli ile akan suları tutmaya çalıştı ama parmakların arasından akıyordu. Göbeğim, ve yatak sırılsıklam olmuştu. Eşimin bal suyu oluk oluk akıyordu.
Kollarını arkaya dayayıp, dizlerini kalırdı. İnip çıkmaya başladı. Ellerimle kalçasından destek veriyordum ama tempoyu o ayarlıyordu. Artık bende gelmek üzereydim. Aletimin başı şişince içinde çıkarıp ön tarafına soktu ve orada patladım. Beraber geldik diyebilirim.
Üstümden inip yanı başıma uzandı. Birbirimize sarılıp yattık.

Akşam yemeği için saat 9 gibi pansiyon girişinde buluştuk. Herkes oradaydı.
Eşim,Yasmina’ya akşam program olacağını Majid’e bakamıyacağımızı söyledi. Mert ve Yasmina sorun olmayacağını söylediler. Hep beraber hafif bir şeyler atışırmaya çıktık. Ama yine alkol alındı, bayanlar çakırkeyif oldular. Fahri bey ve ben birer duble ile yetindik. Akşama aramızda ciddi bir rekabet olacaktı.
Saat 12 gibi pansiyone döndük. Yasmina ve Mert Majid ile birlikte Mert’in odasına çıktılar. Biz biraz lobide oturup, heyecanın yükselmesini bekledik.
Saat yarim gibi Mukkades’lerin odasına çıktık. Bir 35’lik ve 4 şişe bira ve soda aldık. Tabi buzuda ihmal etmedik.
Odalarında ikili oturma koltuğu ve geniş bir yatak vardı. Odaları bizimkinden büyük ve daha lükstü.
Fahri bey ve ben ikili koltuğa oturup, Mukkades’in içki servisini yapmasını izledik. Eşim duşa girmişti. Mukkades servisi bitirip eşimin çıktığını görünce duşa geçti. 15 dakika sonunda bayanlar bellerinde havlu ile karşımıza sandalye çekip oturdular. Eşim ve Mukkades bira içtiler.
Fahri bana dönüp: “ Nasıl başlamak istersiniz?”
“Ben eşimle başlıyayım, ortam gerginliği ve heyecanı biraz azalır. Sonra birleşir veya değişiriz.”
“Hem fikirim İsmet’çiğim.”
Eşimin yanakları hafif kızarmıştı.; “Odadaki ışığı bira kızsak nasıl olur?”
Eşimin elinden tutup, balkona çıktım, deniz manzarası güzeldi. İkinci kattaydık ve sokak bom boştu. Fahri bey odanın ışığını kapatınca, sadece ay ışığı balkona vuruyordu.
Eşimin yüzünü bana çevirip onu öpmeye başladım. Kollarını boynuma doladı, kalbi çok hızlı atıyordu.
Balkonun diğer ucuna Fahri bey ile Mukkades geldi ve onlarda öpüşmeye başladılar.
Gece uzun olacaktı. Cebimde iki adet ilaç vardı. Müsait bir zamanda bir tanesini yutup işe girişecektim.
Eşimin havlusunu çıkardım, balkonda çırıl çıplaktı. Ellerini korkuluğa dayadım ve arkasına diz çöküp kalçanın yanaklarını öpmeye, ısırmaya,somurmaya başladım.
Mukkades ise eşinin önünde diz çökmüş, Fahri’ye mutlu anlar yaşatıyordu.
Fahri yavaşça eşime yaklaştı ve saçlarından tutup başını kaldırdı. Dudaklarını dudaklarına götürüp öpüşmeye başladılar. Mukkades ve ben eşlerimize oral seks yaparken, eşlerimiz öpüşüyordu.
Eşimin bal suyu iyice akmaya başlamıştı. Birden Mukkades Fahri beyi bırakıp bana yöneldi.
Şortumu indirip aletimi sıkıştığı yerden çıkarıp biraz okşadıktan sonra ağzı ile somurmaya başladı.
Fahri ise eşimin arkasına geçip kalçalarını ayırdı, az önce dilimin olduğu yere sikini sürtüyordu.
Yavaşça amına soktu ve yavaş yavaş gidip gelmelere başladı.

Mukkades’i ayağa kaldırıp balkon demirlerine dayatıp,üstündeki havluyu çıkardım. Belini geriye doğru çıkararak arkasında diz çöktüm. Başımı arkaya gömdüm. Genital organlarına meyve aromalı bir parfüm sürmüştü. Alkolsüz bir kokuydu. Meyve karışımı gibi amını götünü yemeye başladım.

Göz ucuyla yanımda sevişenlere baktım. Fahri’nin alnından ter süzülüyordu. Teri, ay ışığında parlıyordu. İyi bir tempo yakalamıştı. Ne çok sert nede çok yumuşak bir tempoydu.
Eşim kalçasını daha yukarı kaldırmıştı , böylece içindeki en derin noktalara ulaşmasını sağlıyor, zevkine zevk katıyordu.

Mukkades artık beni misafir etmeye hazırdı. İki deliğine iki parmak birden soktum.
Götünü gevşetmişti, hazırlıklı gelmişti. Gerçi eşimde hazırlıklı gelmiş, öğleyin götünü kendi siktirmişti.

“Hazırmısınız Mukkades hanım?”
“…Ohhhh… Sik beni ,Taksici İsmet. Sik beni..!!!!…”

taksici ismet – 29
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“Hazırmısınız Mukkades hanım?”
“…Ohhhh… Sik beni ,Taksici İsmet. Sik beni..!!!!…”

Eşime baktım, başını balkondan aşağı sarkmış, ağzı sanki bağıracakmış gibi açık,ama inilti dışında ses çıkmıyırdu.Fahri bey ise düz bir tempoda git gellere devam ediyordu.
Sol elimle Mukkades’in kalçasını ayırdım, kendiside sağ eliyle sağ kalçasını ayırdı.
Aletimin başını amının dudaklarına sürttüm, başı bir amına birde götüne değiyordu.
Sert bir şekilde arka kapıya girmeyi planladım. Aletimin başını biraz bal kutusunun girişine sürttüm sonra az geri çekip birden arka kapıya kökledim… ama ne kökleme, kadın az kalsa balkondan aşağıya uçacaktı, belinden kavradım. Mukkades bu işe çok şaşırmıştı, ağzından çıkan acı sesi gecenin bir yarısında sokakta yankılamıştı…
“Ahhhh….oruspu çocuğu..!!!!”
Bu küfürü duyunca içinden çıkarıp tekrar kökledim..
“Ahhhh…ahhhh…”
Fahri bey ile eşim bize bakıyordu. Ne olduğunu hemen anlamışlardı.
“Acıdımı?”
“Allah senin cezanı versin..insan bir okşar, yumuşatır…Allah kahretsin…çok acıdı…”
Aletim belinin derinliklerine sert bir şekilde girip çıkmaya başladı.
Acıyorsa acısın, alışınca zevk başlıyacaktı nasıl olsa.
Acı iniltileri yerini yavaşça zevk iniltilerine bırakıyordu.

Fahri bey aletini eşimin kukusunda çıkarıp, arkasında diz çöküp, arka deliği yalamaya başladı.
Görünen o ki, eşimde az sonra arkadan yiyecekti. Ama tabii daha nazik bir şekilde olacaktı.

Mukkades sağ elini amına götürüp okşamaya başladı. Artık kıvamına gelmişti.
Bende erken gelmemek için başka şeyler düşünmeliydim, ama neyi?

Acaba yukarı odada Mert ile Yasmina ne yapıyorlardı? Majid hemen uyuduğuna göre işe başlamışlardır. Onları sevişirken hayel etmeye başladım.

Yasmina, olgun göğüslü, yuvarlak popolu Yasmina, yatağa sırt üstü uzanmış, Mert başını bacakların arasına gömmüş, bal kutusunu yalıyordu. Yasmina elleri Mert’in başında, saçlarının arasına, onu nereyi yalıyacağı husunda yönlendiriyordu.

Bir kadını en iyi yalama yöntemi nedir biliyormusunuz?
Önce tırnaklarınızın temiz ve fazla uzun olmaması husunda dikkat edin ve ellerinizinde temiz, sabunlanmış olmasına özen gösterin.

Bir kadını en iyi yalama yöntemi sadece klitorisini yalamak ve emmek değil, acemiler sadece o noktaya odaklanır.
Kadının tüm vajinası öpülecek, yalanacak ve emilecek. Diliniz sağa sola, yukarı aşağı , daireler ve zikzaklar çizecek. Arka kapı deliğinden taa venüs tepesine kadar her bölgeye bu hareketler uygulanacak. Dış dudakları ve klitorisi hafif ısırmayı unutmamak gerek. Bu esnada 2 parmak vajianın içinde olması çok iyi olur. Tabii hemen başında değil, önce biraz okşayıp,sonra yavaş yavaş bir parmak, biraz oynadıktan sonra iki parmak sokmak çok iyi olur. Tüm bunları yaparken diliniz ve dudaklarınız boş durmayacak tabii. Biraz soluklanmak için başınızı kaldırdığınızda, parmaklarınızı son hızla ve sert bir şekilde içeri dışarı ve arada bir tam içindeyken yukarı aşağı hareket ettirin. Ama tabii sert bir şekilde. İşin püf noktası sertliktir.

Neyse biz işimize dönelim.
Fahri bey yavaşça eşimin arka kapısına dayandı, hiç bir mukavemet görmediğinden, aletini ,karımın götünün derinliklerine gömdü. Eşim iki eliye balkon demirlerine tutunmuş, belini kırmış, Fahri’nin en derine girmesini sağlıyordu.
Mukkades iki parmağını vajinasında aletime baskı uyguluyordu. Birden altımda kasılmaya başladı.
Düşmemesi için belinden kavradım. Vücudu elektiriğe kapılmış gibi titriyordu. Geliyordu, ağzını sıkıca kapatmış, bağırmamak için kendini zor tutuyordu. Birden tüm ağırlığıyla yere çöküp oturdu. Bacaklarını kapatıp , amının içindeki elini hapsetti. Hıçkırığa tutulmuş gibi tiriyordu. Balkon zemininde oturmuş, zevk suları bacağının arasından yere akıyordu. Fahri bey eşime vurmayı durdurmuştu. Hep beraber yerdeki kadını izliyorduk. Gözleri kapalı, sanki üşüyormuş ve soğuktan titrer gibiydi. Eğilip kollarımın arasına aldım ve içerdeki yatağa uzandırdım. Bacaklarını zorla açıp, parmaklarını vajinasından çıkardım. Parmakları sırılsıklam olmuştu. Bacaklarını ayırıp, aletimi içine soktum. İçerisi yanıyordu. Orta sertlikte gir çıklara başladım. Bacaklarını büyük bir V gibi açmıştı ,ben arasında gidip geliyordum.
Akan zevk sularını haddi hesabı yoktu. Aletimi içinde çıkarıp, fırça atmaya başladım. Adana’da buna badana derlerdi. Nişanlı erkekler, kızın bekaretini bozmamak için bunu yaparlardı. Badana..

“İçime sokmanı istiyorum, sok onaa…vur..vur onaaa, durmaaa!!!”
Bir dediğini iki etmeden içine girdim ve daha sert vurmalara başladım. Yatağın gıcırtısı oda içinde yankılanıyırdu.
Birden yatağın diğer ucuna Fahri bey ile eşim geldi. Fahri bey yatağa uzandı eşim üstüne ters oturdu. Eşimin sırtı Fahri beye dönüktü. Aletini köküne kadar amına sokmuş, beli ile hızlı bir ileri geri yapıyordu. Parmakları ile klitorisini okşuyor diğer eli ise göğüsleri üstünde ve arasına dolaşıyordu. Yatakta L şeklindeydik. Mukkades ayak ucunda, Fahri bey ise boylu boyunca uzanmıştı. Geçen yatakta Fahri bey ile eşimi üçlü yaparken hayel etmiştim. Nihayet bu hayal gerçek olacaktı.
Mukkades tekrar tiremeye başladı, ikince kez geliyordu. Beni üstünden ittirdi ve tekrar elini içine sokarak bacaklarını kapattı.
Odanın ışığını açıp, yatağın diğer ucundaki eşimin yanına geldim. Kulak memelerinden başlayıp, dudaklarını öpüp, göğüslerini okşamaya başladım. Güğüs ucları acayip hassaslaşmış,az bir sıkmam acıya neden olmuştu. Kulağına eğilip;
“Seni şimdi tost yapacağım, beni nerende istersin?”
“Oooohhh, sevgilim, hep beraber sikin beni, deliklerimin içine o muhteşem siklerinizi döşeyin, sikin beni..içimi sicak spermlerinize doldurup taşırın..”
Yatağın üstüne çıkıp, eşimi geriye doğru yasladım. Kolları Fahri’nin göğüslerindeydi. Bacaklarını havaya kaldırıp aletimi Fahri beyin içinde olduğu amına yönlendirip yavaşça içine soktum.
Eşimin amının içinde aynı anda iki tane sik vardı. Hayatımızda ilk defa bu tecrübeyi hep beraber yaşıyorduk. İkimizin siki birbirine sürtüyordu, eşimin amının suları epey kayganlaştırdığından işimiz kolaylaşmıştı. Birkaç acemi git gelden sonra iyi bir tempo ile aynı anda içine girip aynı anda çıkıyorduk. Eşim ise zevkten bayılmak üzereydi. Geliyordu da..Fahri beyden çıkan spermleri hissetim, altımdaki aletin damarları sperm pompalıyordu, eşimin amının içine akıtıyordu, bende dayanamayıp kasıklarıma yüklenerek eşimin içinde patlamaya başladım. Aynı anda içinde patlıyan iki sik, eşimi orgasm doruğunun tepesine çıkarmıştı.
Eşim kendini yatağa attı, bacaklarının arasından spermler akıyordu. Fahri beyin aleti sağa yatmış ,boşalmış ve sertliğini kaybetmişti. Eşim yatakta titriyordu, zevkten titriyordu.

Mukkades kendine gelmiş ve bizi şakınlıkla izliyordu.

Fahri bey yataktan kalkıp banyoya yöneldi. Bende ikili koltuğa oturdum, cebimden ilacı alıp, bir yudum bira ile içtim. En geç yarım saat sonra ikinci postaya başlamış olacaktım.

Mukkades yataktan kalkıp yanıma oturdu. Eşim yatakta nefesinin düzelmesini bekliyordu.
“Bende ondan isterim..”
“Ne istersin?”
“Demin yaptığınızdan..bende isterim”
“Öne mi arkaya mı?”
“Öne isterim, arkaya olurmu?”
“İstersek olur tabii. Ben yatağa uzanırım, sen beni arkana alırsın, eşin bacaklarının arasından arkana girer, yaparız.”
“Şimdilik öne yapalım, arkayı sonra düşünürüz.”
“ Bence arkadan yapalım.”
“Beni yırtarsınız ayol..”
“Bi şi olmaz, merak etme.”
“Diyosun!”
“Evet diyorum. Rakı mı bira mı?”
“Bira alayım, çok susadım.”
“Çok doğru, çok su kaybettin.”
Kahkaha atarken ona bira doldurup, eşimin yanına gittim. Yatağa yanına uzanıp, dudaklarını öpmeye başladım. Öpücüklerime hemen karşılık verdi. Fahri bey banyodan çıkınca, bende duş almak üzere banyoya girdim. Ilık su ile bir güzel sabunlandım. Tuvalet faslından sonra odaya geçtim. Fahri bey ikili koltukta oturmuş, iki bayan yerde bacaklarının arasında oturmuş onu bir güzel yalayıp sertleşmesine yardımcı oluyorlardı.
Eşim duştan çıktığımı görünce, ağzındakini sadece Mukkades’e bırakıp yanımdan geçerken dudaklarımı öpüp banyoya girdi. Bacaklarının arasında akan sperm kurumuş ve iz yapmıştı.
İkili koltuğa Fahri beyin yanına oturdum. Mukkades ikimizi sırayla yalamaya ve okşamaya başladı.
Az sonra duştan çıkan eşimde yerini alınca bu kez Mukkades duşa girdi, eşim ise Mukkades’in kaldığı yerden devam etti.
Fahri beye baktım. Eşim yer alınca ,yüzündeki gülümseme dahada belirgenlişmişti. Eşimin ağzına vermesi galiba fantazisiydi. Eşim ,Fahri beyin aletini daha çok ağzına alıyor, benimkini daha çok eli ile okşuyordu.
Ahh bu misafirperverlik yok mu, öncelik hep misafirlerdedir.

Mukkades duştan çıkıp hemen önümde yerini aldı. Eşim tarafından hor görülmüş aletimle ilgilenmeye başladı.
Fahri beyin aleti tatlı bir sertlik kazanmıştı. Eşim parmaklarını tükürükleyip üstüne yavaşça oturdu, eliyle içine yerleştirip yavaşça inip kalkmaya başladı. Bu görüntüyle gittikçe sertleşen aletim Mukkades için kafiydi, kalkıp, eşimin yaptığı gibi, üstüne oturdu.
İkili koltukta dördümüz seks yapıyorduk. Fahri bey eşimin dolgun göğüslerini öpüp somuruyordu, ben ise sadece Mukkades’i kalçalarından tutup, inip çıkmasına yardımcı oluyordum.
Fahri beyin aleti tam sertleşmediğinden, devamlı eşimin içinden çıkıyordu. Eşim aşağı bacaklarının arasına oturup tekrar ağzına almaya başladı. Yalama konusunda Mukkades daha tecrübeliydi. Eşime yardım amacıyla eğilip kocasınınkini ağzına almaya başladı. Hem üstümde inip kalkıyor hemde başını kaldırıp indiriyordu.
Yaptığı işin meyvesini toplamaya başladı Mukkades. Fahri bey dahada sertleşmiş bir şekilde kalkıp Mukkades’in arkasına geçti.
Beline bastırıp bizı sabitledi, eli ile kalçalarını ayırdı ve birden Mukkades’in arka kapısına soktu.
Amindaki sikle darlaşan arka deliğine sert bir şekilde sokmuştu Fahri bey. Mukkades bu kez fazla bağırmadı. Ellerini Mukkades’in omzuna dayayıp sert git gelmelere başladı. Bende altta tempo tutmaya çalışıyordum. Mukkades başını omzuma gömmüş, dişlerini omzuma geçirmişti.
Eşim ikili koltuğa yanıma oturup bizi izlemeye başladı. Ben fazla hareket edemiyordum,sadece Mukkades’in kalça hareketleri ve Fahri’nin sert darbeleriye içine girip çıkıyordum.
Fahri bey karısının arka kapısına girip çıkarken eşime bakıyordu. Bakışları birazdan senide böyle sikeceğiz der gibiydi. Eşim bu duruma dünden razıydı, ama finali Mukkades’in içinde yapmamız gerekiyordu.
Spermlerimizi içine boşaltma sırası ondaydı. Ama benim niyetim arka deliğinde boşalmamızdı.

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Eşim ikili koltuğa yanıma oturup bizi izlemeye başladı. Ben fazla hareket edemiyordum,sadece Mukkades’in kalça hareketleri ve Fahri’nin sert darbeleriye içine girip çıkıyordum.
Fahri bey karısının arka kapısına girip çıkarken eşime bakıyordu. Bakışları, birazdan senide böyle sikeceğiz ,der gibiydi. Eşim bu duruma dünden razıydı, ama finali Mukkades’in içinde yapmamız gerekiyordu.
Spermlerimizi içine boşaltma sırası ondaydı. Ama benim niyetim arka deliğinde boşalmamızdı.

Mukkades eşime doğru eğilip göğüslerini öpmeye başladı, bir yandan da eşimin kukusunu parmaklıyordu. Fahri bey temposunu hızlandırmıştı, nefes alımıda hızlanmıştı. Gelecekmiydi yoksa? Derken …Mukkades’in böbreklerine doğru spermlerini fışkırttı. Mukkades kocasını gelişini iniltilerle karşıladı. Gerisi boşalan Mukkades aletimin üzerinde zıplamaları hızlandırdı, parmakları eşimin içinde,ellerim kalçalarından tutarak kaldırıyor ve sertçe inmesine yardımcı oluyordu.
Yüzünü bana döndü,gözleri yarı kısık bir şekilde;
“Karını öperken dudaklarımıza akıtmanı istiyorum…ohhh…tamammı?..”
“Tamam, ama sen zıplamaya devam et..daha gelmeme çok var..”
“Ohhh..yoruldum..arkama geçsen..dört ayak sik beni..ohhh..”
Üstümden kalktı ve koltukta 4 ayak durdu. Eşim Mukkades’in kalçalarını ayırdı, sanırım arka kapıya gireceğimi düşündü, bana yardımcı olmaya niyet etmişti. Ama aletimi Mukkades’in kukusuna sokup, vurmaya devam ettim. Eşim gülümsedi ve yüzünü bana uzatıp dudaklarıma yumuldu. Mukkades’in parmakları yine eşimin kukusundaydı. Sert darbelerim Mukkades’i sarsıyordu. Fahri bey duştan çıkıp yatağa uzandı, çarşafın altına girip uyumaya başladı. 2 dakika içinde odada sadece iniltiler ve horultular duyuluyordu.
Anlaşılan bu gece burada bitecekti. Yavaş yavaş altımdakı kadına konsantre olup gelmeye düşünmeye başladım. Eşimin kulaklarına eğilip ;
“Birazdan ikinizin dudaklarına boşalacağım..”
“Ohhh.. çok güzel olur..”
“Sen Mukkades’i öpmeye başla, ben içinde çıkarıp koltuğun arkasına geçerim, beni beraber yalarsınız..”
“Oh..tamam sevgilim, çabuk ol, onları içmek istiyorum..”

Galibe Mukkades eşime spermin faydalarından bahsetmiş olacak ki, yutmayı sevmeye başlamıştı.

Daha sert vuruşların ardından Mukkades’in kukusunda çıkıp koltuğun arkasına geçerek öpüşen kadınların dudaklarının arasına aletimi sokup, onu emmelerini izlemeye başladım. İki kadın dili sikimin üzerinde dolaşıyordu, başını somurup hafif ısırıyorlardı.

Kafası iyice şişmişti. Patlamak üzereydim.

İlk darbe Mukkadesin gözüne geldi, ikinci ise ikisinin dudaklarına..üçüncü ve en uzunu ise eşimin yanağına geldi. Mukkades aletimin başını iyice somurdukran sonra eşimin spermli yanağını yaladı.
Gülüşmeler eşliğinde kıyafetlerimi giymeye başladım. Eşimde elbisesini üstüne geçirdi, iç çamaşırlarını eline almıştı.

Mukkades üzgün bir şekilde boyunu eğdi;
“Gidiyormusunuz, beni bu öküzle yalnız mı bırakacaksınız?.”
Eşim hemen atıldı; “İstersen gel bizimle kal. Bizimde yatağımız oldukça geniş.”
“Tabii gelmek isterim. Siz geçin ben burada duşumu alıp gelirim.”
Şaşkın şaşkın eşime bakarak odanın kapısını açıp çıkmasını bekledim. Beraber odamıza geçtik.
“Hayırdır hanım, yatağa 3 kişimi gireceğiz.”
“Neden, hoşuna gitmez mi yoksa?”
“Erkeğin karnı doyunca,iştahı kesilir…”
Ben duşa girdim, tuvalet ve banyo faslından sonra, Mukkades ile eşim odada sohbet ediyorlardı.
Benden banyodan çıkınca, eşim banyoya geçti. Havlu belimde ikili koltuğa oturdum.

Mukkades yanıma gelip oturdu.
“Yatağa sığarız değilmi?”
“Bilmem, sığarız herhalde.”
“Nerede yatmamı istersin.?”
“Ben ortanızda yatayım,iki elim sizin üstünüzde,içinizde uyurum”
“Ohhh, seni gidi çapkın seni..”
Havluyu çıkarıp çıplak olarak çarşafın altına geçtim. Mukkades dolaptan yedek yastik çıkardı ve yanıma geldi.
“Eşin ne tarafta yatar”
“Eşim soluma yatar, sen sağıma geç istersen.”
Yastığı sağa yerleştirip ,çırıl çıplak soyunup çarşafın altına kaydı.
Eşim banyodan çıkıp gülerek çarşafın altına girdi.
Üçümüz aynı anda öpüşerek , iyi geceler diledik.
İki elim kukuların üstünde tatlı bir uyku çekme umuduyla uyudum. Mukkades’in eli aletimdeydi.

Sabah değişik bir duyguyla uyandım, sanki biri beni yavaş yavaş yalıyordu. Gözlerimi açtım, Mukkades’in başı aletimin üzerinde inip çıkıyordu. Eşim sırtı bana dönük yatıyordu. Çarşafı kaldırıp bana dönük sırtını ve kalçalarını izledim. Çok güzel bir eşim vardı. Allah her erkeğe böyle bir eş nasip etsin.
Parmaklarımı sırtında ve ensesinde dolaştım, göğüsünü ,kalçalarını okşamaya başladım.
Uyanıp sırtını bana döndü, Mukkades’in ne yaptığını görünce, güldü;
“Bakıyorum, kahvaltıya erken başlamıssın.”
“Uummm, ohhh ,eveet, şunu bir kaldırayım, sabah seksi kadar güzel bir şey yoktur, inan bana..ohhh.”
Eşim yüzünü bana dönüp, elini yumurtalarıma götürdü, dudaklarını dudaklarıma yaklaştırıp öpüşmeye başladık. Elim Mukkades’in başının üzerinde, eşimi şehvetle öpmeye başladım. Akşam almış olduğum ilaç etkisini kısa zamanda gösterdi.
Eşime dönüp; “ Sen hiç bir kadının kukusunu yaladın mı?”
“Nereden yalayım İsmet?”
“O zaman bügün başlasan, ne dersin Mukkades? Siz 69 yapın bende sizi ^^^^^^^.”
“Olur, iyi fikir.”
Yataktan kaltım,yatağa yan uzanmalarını istedim. Eşim tecrübesiz olduğu için altta kaldı. Mukkades saçlarını at kuyruğu yapıp bacaklarını eşimin üstünde atıp,eşimin kollarını kaldırmasını istedi. Eşimin ellerini kalçasının üstüne kodurtup eğildi. Eşim yüzünün önünde duran kukuya bakıyordu. Hayatında ilk defa bir am yalıyacaktı. Tepkisini merak ediyordum. Yüzümü yüzüne yaklaştım;
“Bak sevgilim ellerini buraya koy, kalçalarını iyice ayır, ve dilini buralara sürt..”
“Nasıl yapılacağını biliyorum İsmet, ama ilk defa yapıyorum,yani müsaade et..”
Başını hafif kaldırıp dilini yavaşça Mukkades’in amının üstünde dolaştırmaya başladı. Çok tecrübesizdi, ama Mukkades tecrübesini eşimin amında konuşturuyordu. Elleri kalçaları alttan kavramış, dudakları tam ayırmış, dili her tarafa değiyordu.
Yatağın kenarında ikisini incelemeye başladım. Kendilerini kaptırmaya başladılar, şapur şupur sesleri duyulmaya başladı. Eşim acemiliğini üstünden atmıştı. Mukkades’in kalçalarını sıkıca kavramış, iç, dış dudakları ve klitorisini somuruyor, hafif ısırıklarla onu daha ıslak hale getiriyordu.
Eşim birden ahh sesi çıkardı, Mukkades parmaklarını eşimin amına sokmuştu. Aynısını eşim ona yaptı. Üç parmağını birden Mukkades’in amına soktu. Ben dayanamıyordum.
Mukkades’in arkasına geçip ,eşimin parmakları arasında yavaşça amına sokup, eşimin parmakları ile beraber içine girip çıkmaya başladık. Eşim , yüzüne düşen daşşaklarımı ihmal etmeyip yalayıp somurmaya başladı. Mukkades eşimin amını daha hızlı somurup ısırmaya, parmaklaya devam edince, eşimde kasılmalar başladı. Mukkades’in içinde çıkıp yatağın diğer ucuna yöneldim.
Eşimin kalçalarını havaya kaldırıp,sikimi amının,o ıslanan, somurulup parmaklanan amının için gömdüm. İçerisi çok sicaktı, Mukkades’ten daha sıcaktı. Mukkades doğrulup, eşimin yüzüne tam oturdu. Yüzünü bana yaklaştırıp eşimin am suyuna bulanmış dudaklarını bana yalatmaya başladı.
Darbelerim sertleşmeye başladı. Mukkades belini eşimin yüzünde gezdiriyordu. Arada bir hafif kaldırıp yalanan yereler bakıyor, tekrar oturuyordu.
Bana doğru yanaşıp:
“ Haydı arkama geç, eşin amımı yalarken,götümü sikmeni istiyorum.”
“Hazır mı götün?”
“Deminden beri eşinin iki parmağı götümde, beni hazırladı. Haydi sik benim götümü, bende eşinin götünü hazırlıyayım..”

Bu konuşmalar beni daha çok tahrik etmişti. Sevişen kadının böyle argo konuşacağını tahmin etmiyordum doğrusu. Eşimden çıkıp yatağın diğer ucuna yöneldim.
Mukkades’in arkasına geçip kalçalarını ayırdım, eşim aletimi tutup başını tükürükledi.Mukkades’in arka kapısına dayayıp sert bir şekilde itelememi söyledi.
Tek bir darbeyle köküne kadar girdim.dün akşam balkonda sikilen göt,yine bu sabah sikiliyordu. Aradan 6-7 saat geçmemişti. Tereyağına girer gibi içine girdim. Hiçbir dirençle karşılaşmadım.
Sert darbeler vururken, eşim aşağıda amını yalıyor, deliğini parmaklıyordu.
Mukkades başını eşimin bacakları arasına gömmüş,deliler gibi yalıyor ve eşimin götünü parmaklıyordu.
5-6 dakika sonra pozisyon değiştirdiler, eşim bu sefer üste çıktı, Mukkades alta indi.
Mukkades eşimin kalçasını iyice ayırdı.
“Sik şu oruspuyu götünden..sert bir şekilde sik onu. Acıyı hissetsin, benim dün akşam hissettiğim gibi. Acıdan bayılsın, aynı benim bayılacağım gibi. Haydı sok onaa..fazla ıslatma..sok. Sert sok.”
Aletimi göt deliğine hizaladım ve hedefe kilitlendim. Eşimin götünü dün öğleden sonra ben ve dün akşamda Fahri bey sikmişti. Yani fazla dirençle karşılaşmıyacağımı umuyordum.
Sert bir şekilde sonuna kadar kökledim. Sert girerken, eşimden çıkan ses odada yankılandı.
“…Aahhhh, duuur..ne olur çıkaaar…acıdı..çok acıyooo…yalvarırım duuur…aahhh…”
Ama ne durmak, yola devam. Son gaz git gelmelere başladım. Mukkades’in desteğiyle eşimi beraber tutarak,böbreklerinin arasına gidip geliyordum. Bu kadar acımasına ihtimal vermiyordum,hatta ummuyordum. Ama bağırışı beni tahrik etmiş ve yavaş yavaş dönüşü olmayan yola geliyordum.

Mukkades, altta eşimin amına 4 parmağını sokmuş,klitorisini somuruyordu. Eşim hem acıdan hemde zevkten kıvranıyordu. Artık gelmek üzereydim. Şikimi eşimin götünde çıkarıp Mukkades’in ağzına gömdüm. Gırtlağına kadar soktum. Yüzü mosmor oldu, nefes almakta zorlanıyordu.
Hafif çıkarıp ağzını sikmeye, git gellere başladım. Eliye sikimi kavrayıp tamamının içeri sokmamı engelledi. Eşimin götünden sıvılar akıyordu, Mukkades baş parmağıyla eşimin klitorisine baskı yapıp sertçe okşamaya başladı. Eşimin kalçasından destek alarak tüm ağırlığımla Mukkades’in ağzını sikiyordum. Spermlerimi boğazını içine fışkırtmaya başladım. Aman tanrım, bu ne kadar uzun sürdü…
Uzun zamandır bu kafar fazla uzun gelmemiştim. Kassıklarıma ağrı girdi.
Sikimi Mukkades’in ağzından çıkardım. Kafanın ucunda süzülen spermi emip somurdu.
Ağzında gram sperm kalmamıştı, hepsini yutmuştu. Eşim üstünden kalkıp yatağa uzandı. Bitmiş ve gelmiş bir hali vardı. Duş almak için banyoya yöneldim, bacaklarımı tam kapatamıyordum. Daşşaklarıma ağrı giriyordu. Yaklaşık 10-15 dakika duşun altında kaldım. Odaya döndüğümde Mukkades gitmişti. Eşim ise bitkin bir şekilde uyuyordu.

, Taksici İsmet – 31
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Uyandığımızda saat öğle bire geliyordu. Uyandırıldığımız demek daha doğru olur. Yasmina kapıyı çalarak bizleri uyandırdı.
Merak etmiş. Kahvaltıyı Mert ve Majid ile birlikte yapmışlar.
Ne Fahri beyin odası ne de bizim oda çağrılara cevap vermiş.
Akşam iyi yorulmuşuz demek.
Yarım saat sonra aşağıda buluştuk. Herkes oradaydı.
Karnımız zil çalıyordu. Yasmina , Mert ve Majid denize gittiler, biz dördümüz karınlarımızı doldurmaya gittik.
Güzel bir öğle yemeğinden sonra bayanlar denize bizde nargile içip tavla atmaya karar verdik.
Saat altıya doğru bayanlar bizleri merak edip geldiler, hep beraber okey oynadık. Bayanlar erkeklere karşı. Fahri bey beni sattığından oyun biz erkeklerde kaldı doğal olarak. Onları bu akşam barlar sokağına götürecektik. Parti sonunda eşim bana göz kırptı. Yanıma yanaşıp kulağıma bir şeyler fısıldadı.
Fahri bey akşam yemeği için yine Marmaris marinasını önerdi. Okeyleşip Yasmina ve Mert’e haber vermek için pansiyona döndük. Her ikisi de masada meyve kokteyli içiyorlardı.
“Akşam yemeğine Marmaris marinaya gitmek istiyoruz, ne dersiniz?”
“Bu akşam gelemeyiz özür dileriz, burada tatil yapan bir kaç arkadaşlarımla program yaptık. Yasmina’da bize katılacak, eğer Müsaade ederseniz tabii…”
“Müsaade ne demek, tabi ki katılabilir, bizim için sorun yok. Majid bizde mi kalacak.”
“Yoo, hayır bizimle gelebilir. Arkadaşımın Turunç’daki villasına konuk olacağız bu akşam.”
“O zaman sizlere iyi eğlenceler dileriz. Yarın buradaki son gecemiz, ona göre.”
Öpüşüp ayrıldık. Saat 9 gibi aşağıda buluşmaya karar verdik.
Odaya çıkınca eşime sordum:
“Ne demek istediğini tam anlamadım, Mukkades ne yapacak dedin?”
“Ne dediğimi anlamadın mı?”
“İnan anlamadım, sadece Mukkades ve çift lafını anladım,o kadar.”
“Dedim ki, Mukkades bu akşam bir kaç genç alıp çift yapılmak ister, akşam bana yaptığınız gibi.”
“Haa..doğru ya, ona bunu borçluyuz.”
“Denize girdik bu konuyu açtı, denizden çıktık bu konu devam ediyordu. Bana durmadan sorular soruyordu. Nasıldı,zevkli miydi,arkadan hiç yaptım mı..ne kadar cevap verdiysem, tekrar tekrar aynı soruları soruyordu. Bende doğal olarak abartarak anlattım. Hatta biraz ileri giderek, sen altımda, iki gürcü arkamda aldığımı söyledim ona. Sana sorarsa beni yalancı çıkarma sakın.”

Gülmekten kendimi alamıyordum. Vay Mukkades vay.. aklın nerede kalmış senin. Eşimde az değilmiş yanii.

Saat dokuza doğru aşağı indim. Fahri bey aşağıda oturuyordu. Eşlerimiz yarım saat sonra inebildiler. Hep beraber dolmuşa binip Marmaris marinaya gidip güzel bir rakı roka balık yedik.
Saat 12 gibi barlar sokağında inip barları dolaşmaya başladık. Geçen gece gittğimiz bara girdik.
Aynı tayfa yine oradaydı. Fakat bu sefer bizimkilere yüz vermediler. Mukkades’in morali bozuldu.
“Ne suratını asıyorsun Mukkades hanım…?”
“Yok ya surat asmıyorum, hem niye asayım ki?”
“Tabii ki asmana gerek yok. Ben seni bu gece yaşatacağım, güven bana.”
Asık surat yerini , gülen neşeli surata bıraktı. Fahri bey içkilerimizi tazelerken, ben bir kaç gence el göz işareti yaparak yanıma çağırdım.
“Selam gençler, şu kısa saçlı bayan, geçen geceki olayı telafi etmek ister. Ne dersiniz?”
“Uzun saçlı istemiyor mu?”
“Onu bilmiyorum..”
“Sen onun kocasısın, nasıl bilmezsin ki?”
“Ona sormadım, daha doğrusu o bana bir şeyler söylemedi..”
“O zaman ona da sor, her ikisini bu gece eğlendirelim.” deyip yanımdan ayrıldılar.
Eşimin yanına gelip;
“Sen olmadan Mukkades’i istemiyorlar…”
“Ben onları istemiyorum….”
“Eee, ne yapacağız?”
“Sen dur ben onlarla konuşayım” deyip masadan ayrılıp gençlerin yanına gitti. 5 dakika sonra 3 genç ile masaya döndü. Onlara birer içki ısmarlayıp bardan çıktık. Hep beraber pansiyona döndük.
Odalara çıktığımızda eşim Fahri bey ile odaya girdi, bizde bizim odaya girdik. 5 kişiydik.
Gençler sırayla duşa girdiler. Bende ikili koltuğa oturup Mukkades’in soyunmasını izledim.
“ Bu gece sana uyku yok galiba..”
“İnşallah güçlü çıkar gençler..hemen gelip kaçmazlar..”
“Sanmam, şortlarının önünü görmedin mi, yolda hepsi siklerini sıvazlıyordu…”
Çırıl çıplak soyunup yanıma geldi. Göğüs kafesi hızla inip kalkıyordu. Önümde çıplak olarak duruyordu. Orta boy göğüsleri ,düz karnı hafif çıkık kalçası ile önümde duruyordu. Elimi bacak arasına götürdüm. Bacaklarını hafiçe araladı parmaklarım ıslaklığa kolayca kavuştu. Amının suyu akmıştı. Parmağımı arka deliğe götürdüm ve orta parmağımı içine hafifçe sokup çevirmeye başladım. Deliği gevşekti,dün gecenin yumuşaklığı kalmıştı. Daha doğrusu bu sabahın…
Gençler hep beraber banyodan çıktılar. Mukkades’i kolundan tutup yatağa uzandırdılar. Biri dudaklarını, biri göğüslerini, biri de amını yalamaya koyuldular. Sırayla yer değiştirdiler. Gençler bu işi biliyordu. Tecrübeleri vardı. İyi, demek ki bu gece uzun olacaktı.
Daha iyi görebilmek için koltuğu yatağa yanaştırdım. Dolaptan çıkardığım birayı keyifle içerken, önümde oynanan porno tiyatrosunu canlı olarak izliyordum.

En uzun aletli genç yatağa uzandı ve Mukkades’i üstüne çekti. Ardından bir diğeri kalçalarını ayırıp Mukkades’in götünü parmaklama başladı. Üçüncü genç ise ağzına verdi.

Üçlü güzel bir tandem oluşturarak Mukkades’i becermeye başladılar. Götü iyice gevşeten genç, aletini tükürükleyerek yavaşça arka deliğine girip vurmaya başladı.
Mukkades’in talimatıyla daha sert vurmaya başladılar. Arka delikte bulunan gence amına sokmasını söyledim.
Mukkades’in belini tutarak arkadaşını sikini bastırarak amını beraber sikmeye başladılar. Amında iki sik olam Mukkades bu tecrübeyi ilk defa yaşarken, aldığı zevk yüzünden okunuyordu.
Ağzından durmadan küfür kelimeler çıkıyordu.
“Ohh… sikin beni, doldurum amımı…sert vurun, daha serrrtt….oohhh…”
Ağzındaki siki eliyle daha hızlı ovmaya başlayınca çocuğun spermleri Mukkades’in yüzünü yıkamaya başladı. Son ande bir kaç damla ağzına isabet etti.
Yurmurtalıkları boşalan genç, dolaptan bir bira alıp koltuğa, yanıma oturdu.
“Çıkarın şu siklerinizi…oohhh… götüme sokuun…her ikisini götüme istiyorum…oohhh..”
Her ikisde amından çıkıp teker teker götüne girdiler. Götü inanılmaz genişlemişti içinin kırmızılığı görünüyordu…
“Ohhh…aahhh…çok güzel….İsmeeet…senin karını böyle mi siktiler…anlatsana…oohhhh…hhıımmm”
“Onun amında ben vardım..arkada iki tana iri alet vardı..”
“Ohhh…o zaman sende altımaa geeel…oohh. Ooo zevkiii bende tatmak istiyorum..ohh..gelsene”
Üstümü soyup yatağa girdim. Altındaki genç yerini bana bıraktı. Islanan ve genişlemiş amın içine girdim. Ardından iki genç yan yana durup sırayla aletlerini Mukkades’in götüne soktular.
Mukkades’ten çıkan sesler değişmişti, resmen böğürüyordu. Ahh, Ohh sesleri daha kalın çıkmaya başlamıştı. Hep beraber iyi bir tempo tuttuk. Mukkades’in gözleri kapanmış, kaşlarını çatmıştı. Amından sular akıyordu. Yatak yine ıslanacaktı. İri aletli genç gelmeye başlayınca Mukkades kendini o kadar kastı ki aletlerimiz hareket edemez olmuştu. Diğer genç,ortağı gelince şevke gelip spermlerini boşaltmaya başladı. Mukkades hareketsiz kalmıştı. Amının kasları aletimi sıkmıştı. Hareket etmem mümkün değildi. Gençler götünü boşaltınca ,biraz gevşedi ve sikimin üzerinde sarsılmaya, boşalmaya başladı. Geliyordu, tüm zevkleri tatmış olarak geliyordu. Dayanmayıp bende spermlerimi amına döşedim. Altında kalktım, Mukkades yan yattı, götünden spermler akıyordu. Titremeleri devam ediyordu. Koltukta oturan genç yan dönmüş götü görünce kalkıp o göte döşeyip vurmalara başladı. Mukkades hem titriyor hemde götünden bir posta daha yiyordu.
Genç onu yüzü koyun yatırıp, sırtına yüklanmeye başladı. Mukkades çarşafı ısırıyordu. Gelirken bir daha sik yemek ona muhteşem zevkler vermişti. Genç götünden çıkarıp amına sokunca, Mukkades tekrar boşalmaya, bağırmaya,daha fazla titremeye başladı. Gencin darbeleri Hilti makinesi gibiydi.
Darbeli matkap gibi vuruyordu. Duvar delecekmiş gibi Mukkades’in içine girip çıkıyordu. Genç hızlı temponun sonunda amında boşaldı. Spermlerini uzun uzun içine akıttı.Mukkades bayıldı,gitti, ondan sadece inilti çıkıyordu.

Gençler biralarını içip giyinmeye başladılar. Odadan çıkıp gittiler. Onlar gittikten 10 dakika sonra eşim odaya döndü.
“Nasıl geçti gençlerle?”
“Baksana karıyı bayılttılar. Hakkını verdi Mukkades. Sen ne yaptın?.”
“Fahri beyin sertleşme sorunu var, bir şey yapamadık. Sen?”
“Senin dediğin fantaziyi uyguladık, ben altta,diğer ikisi arkasında..”
“O yüzden mi bayıldı yoksa?”
“Eveeet…”
“Yatalım mı?”
Mukkades’i kucaklayıp odalarına götürdüm. Kocasını yanına yatırıp çarşafı üstüne örttüm. Eşim elbiselerini getirip odaya bırakıp çıktık. Işıkları kapatıp birbirimize sarılarak uyuduk.

Sabah geç kahvaltıdan faydalandık. Biz indikten 15-20 dakika sonra Fahri bey ve eşi geldiler.
Denizde dinlenmeye karar verdik. Bügün denizde son günümüzde, tatil bitiyordu. Ertesi sabah evlerimize dönecektik.
Öğlem yemeği yemedik, denizden hiç ayrılmak istemiyorduk. Akşama doğru Yasmina ‘lar döndü. Güzel bir akşam geçirmişlerdi. Mert ile geçireceği son gündü. Beraber denizde keyf sürmeye devam ettiler. Majşd kıyıda eşimle beraber yüzüyordu. Mukkades ve Fahri bey şezlongta dinleniyorlardı.
Bende Yasmina ve Mert’i izlemeye başladım. Denizin içinde oynaşıyorlardı. Mert’in niyeti suyun içinde sevişmekti. Ama Yasmina etraftaki insanlardan utanıyor, seks yapmaya yanaşmıyordu.
Mert’in israrlarına dayanamayıp mayosunun kenara çektiğinini yaptığı hareketle tahmin ettim. Kollarını Mert’in boynunda dolayıp ayaklarını beline doladı. Mert’in sikine oturup kalkmaya başladı. O yaladığım, somurduğum ,ısırdığım am ,şimdi bir başka siki içine almıştı. Deniz çarşaf gibiydi. Hareketlerine odaklanmıştım. Su omuzlarına kadar gelen yere ilerlediler. Orası daha tehnaydı, en yakın kişi en az 10 metre uzaktaydı. Yasmina Mert’in saçlarını yakalamıştı. Omuz hareketleri hızla inip çıkmaya başlamıştı. Birden Yasmina titreyerek Mert’e sarıldı. Her ikiside geliyordu. 3-4 dakika sonra birbirinden ayrıldılar. Yasmina mayosunu düzeltti ve yüzerek oğlnun yanına geldi. Kıyıya çıktığında, pembe mayosunda iyice bakınca beyaz lekerler belirgindi. Mert’in spermleri mayoya akıyordu. Bu beni oldukça tahrik etti. Boşalmak istiyordum. Eşime işaret edip soyunma kabinine gittim. Az sonra eşim içeri girdi.
“Ne oldu?”
“Az önce Yasmina ile Mert denizin içinde seviştiler. Onları izleyince benimde canım çekti.”
Mayosunu indirip duvara yaslayıp arkasına geçtim. Aletimi direk amına sapladım. O simsicak amına girdim. Hemen git gellere başladım, eşimin nefes alışı hızlanmıştı. Birden girmemi beklemiyordu. Amı ,sokarken biraz kuruydu ama şimdi ıslanmaya başlamıştı. Fazla uzun sürmeyecekti. Ona bakarken Yasmina’yı hayel etmeye başladım. O gencecik pürüssüz vücudu sikerken hayel edip, eşimin amının içine boşalmaya başladım. İşim bittikten sonra onu dudaklarından öpüp, soyunma kabininden çıktım. Şezlonga gidip uzandım. Ardından eşim yanıma geldi, “ Çok güzeldi..” deyip dudaklarımdan öptü ve yanıma uzandı.
Maceramızı bir tek Mukkades görmüştü. Güneş gözlüklerini kaldırıp bana göz kırptı.

Taksici ismet – 32
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Akşam yemeğini yakın bir yerde hep beraber yedik.
Pansiyon girişindeki masalarda oturup tatilin son gecesinde koyu bir sohbete başladık.
Mert ve Yasmina sanki bir şey söyleyeceklermiş gibi fakat söylemeye cesaretleri yokmuş gibi davranıyorlardı. Onları rahatlatmak adına ilk adımı ben yapayım dedim.
“ Yasmina, bu tatil en çok sana yaradı. En azından arkadaş edindin. Majid’de Mert’i sevdi. Sen ne diyorsun Mert’çiğim?”
“Evet güzel bir arkadaşlığın başlangıcı oldu. Bundan sonra eğer, izin verirseniz görüşmek isteriz.”
“O bizim kızımız , aileden biri gibi, ama,izni bizden istemiyeceksin, izni Yasmina’dan istiyeceksin.”
Yasmina’ın yanakları kızarmıştı. Resmen utanmıştı.
“Musade ederseniz, ben Yasmina ile şurada özel konuşayım.” deyip elinden tutup içerdeki masaların birine oturduk.
Yasmina çok heyecanlanmıştı. Nefes alışı hızlanmıştı, kalbi sanki o muhteşem göğüslerinden fırlıyacakmış gibiydi.
“Yasmina , bu çocuğun sana karşı hisleri var, bazı konularda ciddi olabilir. Senin evli olduğunu biliyormu?”
“Ben ona evli olduğumu fakat kocamın savaşta öldüğünü söyledim. Beni kötü bir kadın olarak görmasini istemedim. Evli kadın, ne olursa olsun, kocasını aldatmaması lazım.”
“Evet sende haklısın. Peki niyetin ne? Onu istiyormusun? İyi bir adama benziyor.”
“Beni ve oğlumu Ankara’ya, evine davet etti. Ailesi ile tanıştırmak istiyor.”
“Ailesi seni kabul eder mi peki. Çocuklu dul bir kadını hiç bir anne oğluna istemez.”
“Bende aynısını ona söyledim. O evliliği sonra düşünürüz dedi.”
“Oğlunu da beraber istedi mi?”
“Evet, istedi.”
“O zaman hiç durma ,git. Ama şunu da bil, evimiz sana ve oğluna daima açık kalacaktır. ”
Yasmina hıçkırarak boynuma sarıldı. Kendi göz yaşlarımı tutamaz oldum. Ona sarılarak ağladım.
Yasmin’am gidiyordu. Onu ellerimle el oğluna teslim etmiştim. Mert ne şanslı bir erkekti. İnşallah ona gereken saygıyı ve sevgiyi gösterirdi.
Koluna girerek masaya döndük. Gözyaşlarımı gören eşim durumu anlamıştı. Masadan kalkıp Yasmina’ya sarıldı. Mert kalktı bana sarıldı.
“Kızıma iyi bak olur mu?”
“Saygı ve sevgide kusur etmem İsmet bey.”
Tam düşündüğüm kelimeleri söylemişti. Eşimle odamıza çekilip ,dinlenip uyumaya çıktık.

Bir rüya bitiyordu bizim için.
Ama yeni bir hayat başlamıştı.
Komşularımızla yeni ilişkiler başlamıştı.

Balkona iki tane sandelye getirdim , eşim son kalan birayı paylaştı. Sesizce karanlıkta balkonda oturup uzaklara baktık.
Eşim sandelyeden inip önümde diz çöktü. Şortumu ve külodumu indirip küçük İsmet’i serbest bıraktı. Dudaklarını başının üzerinde ve kenarlarında gezdirdi. Sertleşmeye başladığında usulca ağzına alıp somurmaya başladı. Emmesi o kadar güzeldi ki, Mukkades’i aratmaz olmuştu. Eşim iyi tecrübe kazanmıştı.
Gözlerimi kapatıp, Yasmina ile ilk gecemizi düşündüm. Onu sarhoş edişim, koltuğa uzandırıp o muhteşem genç kız vücudunu öpmemi,yalayıp somurmamı, şortunu ve külodunu yavaşça indirip o tatlı kukusunu yalamamı içine sokarken o sicaklığı şimdi eşimin ağzında hissediyordum.
Gelmek üzereyken Yasmina’ın arka kapısına dayandığımı hatırladım. O yumuşak götün içinde hareketsiz kalarak gelmiştim. Aynı şimdi eşimin ağzına geldiğim gibi. Sanki Yasmina’ın içine geliyordum. Gözlerim kapalı o anı yaşıyordum. Tamamen boşalınca, eşim damlayan son sperm damlasını somurup külot ve şortumu çekti.
Balkonda oturmaya devam ettik, taa ki uykumuz çökünceye kadar. Yatağa ilk defa giyinik girip, birbirimize sarılarak uyuduk.

Sabah çabuk olmuştu. Ben duşumu alırken eşimde valizleri topluyordu. Yarım saat sonra cümbür cemaat kahvaltıda buluştuk. Hepimiz oradaydık. Majid yanı başıma, Yasmina ve Mert karşıma oturuyordu. Yasmina’ın gözleri kızarmıştı. Ağlamaktan olmalıydı. Mukkades ve Fahri bey oldukça neşeliydiler. Bu tatil aslında hepimize yaramıştı. Kaynaşmıştık, ve ufukta yeni bir aile kapısı bizlere açılmıştı. Kısmet, ne diyelim, hayırlı olsun.

Kahvaltıdan sonra valizler odalardan indirildi. Yasmina eşyalarını Mert’in arabasına yerleştirdi.
Majid’i kollarımın arasına alıp, öpüp kokladım ve onu eşimin kucağına attım. Mert elimi öpmek istedi. Onu kaldırıp yanaklarından öptüm.
Yasmina yanıma geldi. O güzel Yasmina’m artık gidiyordu. Ellerimden uçuyordu, yeni bir hayat onu bekliyordu.
Hıçkırarak kollarıma sarıldı. İkimizde göz yaşlarımızı tutamıyorduk. Çocuklar gibi ağlıyorduk.
Birbirimizi gerçekten sevmiştik. Ama onu fazla tutamazdım. Onu tutmaya hakkım yoktu. Gerçeği görmem lazımdı. Yanaklarından öpüp yanından ayrıldım. Yasmina eşim ile vedalaştıktan sonra arabamıza binip yola, evimize, artık boş olan evimize dönüyorduk. Mukkades ve Fahri bey peşimizden geliyorlardı.
Fethiye’ye kadar hiç bir kelime etmedik. Fathiye girişi petrolde ihtiyaç molası verdik. Fahri bey ile ben birer çay içerken, bayanlar lavaboya gittiler.
“İsmet’çiğim, iyi bir tatil geçirdik, çok güzel anılarımız oldu. Bizleri bu tatile aranıza aldığınız için sana teşekkür ederiz.”
“Ne demek Fahri’ciğim. Lafı mı olur. “
“Kışın yılbaşı için eğer müsaitseniz sizleri Kayseri Erciyes’teki villamıza davet etmek isteriz.”
“İnşallah hep beraber gideriz. Neden olmasın. Maksat gönnüller bir olsun, değilmi?”
“Hem Kayseri Ankara’yada yakın…”
Ankara…başkentimiz. Yasmina’ın yeni yuvası. İnşallah huzurlu ve mutlu yaşarlar.

Eşlerimiz dönünce yola koyulduk. Korkuteli’nde öğle yemeği yemeye karar verdik.
Kendin pişir kendin yede yemeklerimiz yedik. Mukkades bize servis yapan genç çocuğu gözüne kestirmişti.Yanakları al al olan 17-18 yaşında bir gençti . Daha sakalı bile çıkmamıştı.
Eşime dönüp yavaşça; “ Sence Mukkades bu çocuğu götürür mü?”
“Hhımmm, aslında yakışıklı, giydiği kıyafet onu böyle salaş gösteriyor. Parmakların uzunluğuna baksana..aleti de uzundur.”
Aletimizin parmakla olan orantısını daha önce duymuştum. Mukkades eşime göz kırptı.
İkisi beraber ayağa kalkıp, lavaboyu sordular. Genç oğlanla beraber arka tarafa gittiler. Saatime baktım saat 15:25’ti.
Fahri bey bana dönüp; “Eşlerimiz iyi kaynaştılar, buna çok sevindim. Yedikleri içtikleri ayrı gitmiyor.”
Ne kadar doğru bir tesbitdi bu. Şu an yedikleri ve içtikleri ayrı gitmiyordu ..
15:49 da geri döndüler. Garson yanlarında yoktu. 24 dakika ne yapmış olabilirlerdi ki?
Masaya dönüp yanımıza oturdular. Fahri bey eşine dönüp;
“Eee, nasıl geçti seks fanteziniz? Anlatın bakalım.”
İki kadın kahkahalarla güldüler. Birbirlerine göz kırpıp ellerini ayna anda aletlerimizin üstüne yerleştirdiler ve Mukkades hemen lafa atıldı;
“ Bir şartla anlatacağız, anlatırken size 31 çekeceğiz. İlk boşalan bu akşam yalnız yatacak.”

Eşim masa örtüsünün altından fermuarı indirirken ,Fahri bey ile göz kırptık.

Hayat ne güzel devam ediyordu.

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As I woke up, slowly feeling my senses come back to me, a slight fuzzy light hitting my eyes, a slow ringing in my ears, a bit of a parched throat, I tried to get a sense of my bearings. I hate mornings like this. So discombobulated in those first few moments, needing to piece together the details of last night. Clearly I had had to much to drink, clearly I was a bit hungover.

I rolled over to reach out for my water glass and heard a small groan and felt a hand swipe down my arm, pulling me back closer. Ah yes. Not I drank too much. We did. This makes me feel a bit better, that I am not the only one in this hungover haze. Your arm swung around me slowly, pulling me back to you, spooning behind me and kissing the back of my neck lightly, groaning just a bit.

“Do you feel as wounded as I do?” You asked, with just a little hint of laughter. I nodded and allowed myself to mold my body back into you slowly more. Your arm and your warmth felt good against me, despite my pounding headache.

Last night was fun. We love to go out, be social, drink with friends, so waking up a little worse for the wear is nothing too different for us. We went to your coworkers party last night, and I, for one, know I had far too much champagne. I saw you with a seemingly self refillable glass of scotch, so I know you are feeling the same way, if not worse. I like your coworkers, they are outgoing, fun, sociable people. We had a good time, but truth be told I barely remembered our cab ride back to your apartment, nor getting home or climbing into bed. Seeing as I still had on my dress from last night, I assumed we didn’t get into that much fun at home last night. I turned in your arms and pouted a bit.

“I don’t really remember the end of last night. But I still have this dress on…I assume that means we didn’t get into too much fun.” I pouted. You laughed and brushed away some of the stray hairs from my face. I realized you had managed to get your clothes off, you were naked besides your boxer briefs.

“Not too much, no” you smiled, trailing your fingertips down my arm lightly. Despite the hangover, your touch raised the flesh on my arm. “You, little lady, were quite drunk. Wouldn’t even let me take that dress off of you. Let alone fuck you.” You grinned, I groaned.

“Did you try?” I asked, sliding my hand over your chest a bit slowly. I loved your body. Athletic but not over muscled, just slightly toned, with little indents and crevices where they should be. Your skin felt soft but the muscle underneath hard. I could feel a little warmth between my legs as I ran my hand slowly up and down your stomach.

“Only a little,” you smiled and used the tips of your finger to gently push down the strap off my dress off of my shoulder. “You wanted to sleep. And you know, what my lady wants, my lady gets.” You moved over slowly and pressed your lips slowly to the crook of my neck. Your breath hitting my skin first, hot and slow, followed by your lips, warm and soft. Just a very gentle kiss, but it immediately ignited me inside. I felt my pussy squeeze, wanting something to pull at. I crossed my legs together and let out a little moan. Your lips trailed a small path of little kisses down my neck, while your hand made its way back to the zipper on my dress. Your lips nuzzled behind my ear and you spoke quietly into it.

“And what” you paused a moment to suck gently on my earlobe “does my lady want now?” I moaned slowly and squeezed my hand on your side. It amazed me that even through this hangover, all it took was a couple of moments, a couple of touches and words, and you had me so turned on I could barely stand it.

“I want you to fuck me.” I wispered out, rolling closer to you and hooking my leg around you, feeling my dress pull up as I tried to steady myself against you, pushing my body into yours. You squeezed my hip to steady me and slow my insistent hips. Your other hand slowly pushed the zipper down on my dress.

“Is that what you want?” You asked while gently yet deftly sliding me out of my dress, pushing it down my body so I was left in only my underwear, my warm skin against yours. “Do you just want me to fuck you? Or do you want me to play with you first?” Your hand slowly moved its way up my soft stomach to my breasts, large and soft, filling your hand. You squeezed it lightly then let your fingers softly cirlce my hardening nipple, playing slowly with it, brushing your thumb back and forth lightly, then with a bit more pressure. I pushed my body insistently at yours. I already was so wet.

“I want you to fuck me. Just fuck me, I need you inside me” I moaned out, rubbing my pussy against your leg, needing friction. You dipped your head down and slowly lapped at the nipple you had been playing with, first softly with the whole of your tongue, then firmly flicked at it with the tip, finally sucking it gently but firmly in your mouth. I groaned out loudly and held your head to my breast. It felt so good, and erotik film izle the feelings went straight down to my pussy, which was insistently rubbing against your leg.

“I don’t think so. I think you were a little bit of a bad girl last night. We came home and I was hard. My cock was so hard for you, Sarah, and you went to sleep”. You took my hand and placed it over your cock, so hard and warm, against your boxers. I know you’re teasing me, talking dirty to me because I like it and it gets me hot, but it makes me mad I was too drunk last night. Thinking about any time I’ve missed out on your hard cock, so big, nearing 8 inches and so thick, to stretch me perfectly, makes me ache. Your cock is absolutely perfect, and I crave it inside of me as much as possible. I’m impatient, I slid my hand inside your boxer briefs and felt your beautiful cock, so smooth, so hard, so warm. I squeezed it gently and slid my hand up and down slowly a few strokes.

“Feel it? It’s even harder now than it was last night because I didn’t get to fuck you. Do you think it’s fair you got to tease me last night, looking so sexy in that dress, dancing with me, knowing you’d get me hard, and then not fucking me? I don’t think that’s fair, for you just to wake up and get fucked, just because you want it. I think I should play with you a little first”. You moaned a bit and moved your mouth to my other nipple, playing your tongue around it in the same manner. I groaned. I love this game. You know I love this game.

“Baby please. I know I was a bad girl but I need you to fuck me. I need you inside me now.”

You kissed my nipple lightly a few times, sucking on it slowly, twirling your tongue around it slowly, firmly, holding my hip steady so that I can’t move around you. “You were a bad girl. A very, very bad girl. Do you think you should get punished?”

I moaned out and tried to push my hips harder into you. The way you were touching me, talking to me. I needed to get fucked. My moan caught in my throat when you asked about punishment. I loved our dirty games, and wanted any kind of “punishment” you’d give. But I wanted, needed to be fucked more.

“I was bad. I want you to punish me with your big cock. Inside me now, fuck me baby, please, fuck me hard.” I begged. You slowly slid your hand down my body and let it fall over my pussy. I immediately rubbed my body into your hand, trying to get your fingers inside of me. You simply rested your hand against my wetness for a few seconds, driving me absolutely insane.

“No, sarah, you were really bad. I think you really need to be punished. And you’re so wet. Your pussy is so wet. Only naughty girls would get so wet when they knew they had been so bad”. You rubbed one finger slowly around my soaked opening and I could actually feel my pussy throbbing, needing your finger, something, inside of me. Instead you dragged my wetness up my slit slowly, with two fingers, playing with my inner and outer lips, avoiding both my clit and my hole. It was driving me crazy.

“I know” I nodded “I’m so wet. So bad…please baby, please. Punish me, put your cock inside of me. Use my pussy, please.”

You shook your head and began to rub your fingers in slow, firm circles on my clit. A welcome relief but not what I really wanted, which was to be filled up, pressure against my gspot, a scratch to the deep itch forming inside of me. You rubbed my clit deeply, with intention, moving up to my lips and kissing me slowly, biting gently at my lip.

“No baby, not yet. Does this feel good?” You asked, rubbing my clit just a bit faster.

“Yes” I moaned, circling my hips with your rhythm, moaning out, trying to reach for your cock. You pushed my hand away with your free one.

“If you cum from me rubbing your little clit I’m really going to have to punish you. You keep saying you want my cock inside you, but you seem to be enjoying yourself without it.” You rubbed deeper and slower on my clit, dipping down again to suck my nipple. I felt my breathing pick up. This wasn’t fair.

” I do” I moaned out, holding tight to your shoulder. “I do need you inside me, I do need your cock.” I begged, feeling myself get closer as you rubbed harder on my clit. You shook your head and moved back to my lips and kissed me deeper as you brought me closer to an orgasm with your fingers.

“I think you’re a dirty, naughty little girl who is going to cum from me playing with your clit. Without anything even inside you yet. Such a bad, bad girl. Going to have to punish you so much”. You moaned out and pressed your hard cock against me. I tightened my grip on your arm and began to cum as I heard your words and felt your hard cock pressed against me, your fingers circling my clit expertly. It was too much. My body tightened deeply, slowly, and for a second I thought I would explode. My orgasm rushed through me and spread from my clit outwords, making me moan and thrash about. You bit my lip slowly and dragged film izle your fingers down, slowly pushing three in to feel my pussy cumming. This immediately excited me more, both because they felt so good, so satisfying to the ache I had deep in my pussy, and because you have started with three. You so rarely start like that, usually so gentle. I love it when you get naughty though. It makes me even hotter.

“You came, you little slut.” The words caught in your throat and I felt you twist your fingers stretching me out, upwords. They began to pull and play at my gspot. I could barely think. Your voice and your eyes were both thick with want and lust. It was driving me completely insane. “You came and now you’re even more wet. I want to punish you. You’re so bad, tell me how bad you are.”

I moaned deeply, pushing my hips with your fingers as they played inside me, squeezing my pussy at them. “I’m so bad baby. A little slut that wouldn’t let you fuck me last night but wants it so much now”. I whimpered. I needed your cock so much. You pulled your fingers out of me and I groaned harder, expecting to feel your cock at my hole, ready to push into me and bring me into excstacy. Instead I felt nothing. I opened my eyes and looked af you, questioning. You looked back at me then slowly pushed me over onto my stomach and pulled my hips up, my head pressing into the pillow, my pussy and my ass opened for you. You leaned in and lapped a few times at my wet pussy then leaned away, pushing 3 fingers back into me and keeping them there, rubbing deeply inside me.

“You are such a bad girl. I’m going to show you how bad you are. Show you what a little slut you are.” Your fingers pressed deeper, I moaned harder. I loved it so much when you got naughty. You leaned down as you fingered me a bit harder and snaked your tongue slowly around my little asshole in circles. I groaned out so hard and clutched deeply to my pillow.

I love anal. I love it when you play with my ass in any way. I love how naughty it makes me feel, how tight it is for both of us, how intense . You loved it as well, but loved to tease me with it, keep it a somewhat sacred thing. I wanted it all the time, but you’d only let me have it every now and then. Secretly, it was hotter this way. Not knowing when it was coming, when you’d let me indulge in my secret passion. Feeling your hot tongue on my little hole, though, I knew it was one of those times.

“Fuckkkkkkkkk” I let out, feeling the warmth of your tongue against my little tight, puckered asshole. You dragged it around in circles and played it back and forth, sucking a bit. I pressed my ass and hips back into your face. You probed your tongue lightly into my asshole, licking slowly, pressing your fingers deeper in my pussy. I reached down and rubbed my clit furiously, grinding my hips back into your fingers and my asshole back into your face. I came thunderously, shaking, moaning, screaming your name.

You let me come down and eased the pressure inside me, slowly lapping at my little asshole. I moaned quietly a few more times and bit lightly at the pillow. Your fingers, soaked in my wetness, slid out from my pussy and up to my little asshole. You stroked one gently against it, firm little circles, the wetness from my pussy and your mouth working around it slowly. I felt a coolness drop onto it and smiled a bit. Even as worked up as you are, you always prepare me so well, so much lube, even if I’m so turned on, like now, that all I want is your cock inside me, no matter. I feel you rubbing the lube around and lift my face to look back at you. Our eyes make contact as the pad of your index finger begins to sink slowly into my tight asshole. You keep your eyes on mine as your finger makes its way all the way inside my ass. I moan slowly, feeling it stretch me so slowly, my little sphincter allowing the invasion, slowly but enthusiastically stretching to accommodate it.

“I told you you needed to be punished”. You said quietly, slowly, so slowly stroking your one finger in and out of my tight ass, circling it a bit to stretch me more. I nodded slowly, whimpering feeling my ass submit to its stretching.

“Sarah.” You say, pouring more lube slowly on my asshole, adding a second finger so slowly, stretching my hole larger, sinking them both into me deep slowly, all the way inside. “Sarah look at me.” You twist your fingers in and out of my asshole. It’s so tight, so intense, my pussy is literally dripping, I can’t think. I look back at you and moan more seeing your cock, so hard, and your eyes, so filled with lust.

“I am going to fuck your ass.” You say, locking your eyes with mine. I whimper and nod. “I am going to take my big, hard cock and I am going to stretch open your little asshole, do you want that?” My pussy is throbbing, I nod fast, yes.

“Yes, I do, I want you to fuck my ass”. I groan and push my hips back harder. Your fingers feel as though they could go no deeper, but they do. I seks filmi izle gasp. You slide them in and out slowly.

“It’s been a long time little girl. A long time since you’ve had a big thick dick in your little asshole. Can you handle it? Can your little ass take a big dick deep inside of it?” You ask, humping your fingers in and out in a slow, steady rhythm. I groan and put my fingers to my clit to ease the tension building from my dripping pussy and my tight ass. You push them away and slowly sink a third finger in, pausing a moment to let my little asshole accommodate it.

“I asked you a question”. All three of your fingers slide, so slowly, deep into my ass. It is so tight, so intense, I almost can’t handle it. “Can your little asshole take my big cock? Will you be a good girl and handle your punishment well? I’m going to fuck your ass. I’m going to push this big fat cock so deep inside you. Your sweet little asshole is mine Sarah, and I’m going to take it.” You moan and stroke your cock as you fuck my ass slowly with your fingers. I watch it and moan so long I’m not sure ill ever stop.

Your fingers slide out of me, slowly, with a little tiny sucking noise. The dirtiness of it turns me on even more. I’m shaking, shivering, pulling at the bedsheets in anticipation. I hear the lube open once more, hear you slathering it over your big cock, push my hips back at the empty air, hoping to feel you.

A moment later I feel it. Feel your body and warmth behind me, you leaning over me, soft warm lips on my neck and your hard, perfect cock positioned at my asshole, rubbing against it.

“You are a little anal slut aren’t you?” You whisper quietly by my ear. “Yes. Yes” I say, moaning out deeply. “You’re beautiful. Your ass is beautiful. I’m going to fuck you so deep. You pretty naughty anal whore. Open your ass for me”. I pull my hands back, opening my cheeks and feel your head pressing against my asshole, burning, opening me so deliciously.

Your cock so big, feels massive as it begins to open my asshole. Three fingers seemed like a lot but this is different. This is huge, tighter, smoother. I can feel every wet, hard inch of you pressing into me. When you’re in as deep as I think you can get, you press in deeper. This happens a few times until I am so full I think I can’t breathe. Its so intense, so amazing, so deep. I rock my hips in slow circles, feeling you so deep inside. You wrap your arm around me and begin to rub my clit as I circle my hips, letting my ass slowly eat more of your cock.

“That’s good, move your hips. Take my cock Sarah, take it deep inside you”. I circle more, holding my breath as you rub my clit. The minute I feel you start to slide out for your first stroke I cum. Intensely, insanely. My whole body shakes, my pussy clenches so hard. The world stops for 20 seconds and all I feel is pleasure, and you.

When I come back to full conciousness, still shaking, still moaning, you are sliding your cock slowly, but rythmically, in and out of my ass. It feels amazing. I push my hips back and nod, letting you know I like it, I want more. You rub my clit more and slide your cock out of my ass for two reasons. First, to admire the little gape your cock has ravaged on me and second, because you know how much I love it when you take it out and slide it back in. I love how my ass clenches and squeezes, needing to be filled again, and how it feels so intense when you push it back in me, as if I am losing my anal virginity time after time.

You do this for a few minutes, slide in and out of my ass, little pops out, then in, thrusting your cock deep as I moan and bite the pillow. I’m in heaven.

Finally, you thrust in deep, and grind your body against mine, rubbing my clit harder. You begin to fuck in and out of my ass deeply, rhtymically. It hurts just a bit, but feels so good. I live for this, love it when you give it to me. Fucking, in and out, driving deeply in me, using my ass to bring your hungry cock pleasure. I tense as you fuck harder, on the verge of another huge orgasm.

“I love your asshole. I love your ass. You are so tight. My cock is so deep inside you. Do you want my cum, Sarah? Is your little asshole thirsty for my cum? ”

“Yes baby, fuck me, fuck my ass harder, give me all of your cum”. I beg, whimpering, on the edge of my own orgasm. I feel you pulse a bit harder and speed up your fingers on my clit. Your cock pulses deeply inside of me as you push in so deep, spilling your cum so deeply inside of my asshole. I groan and allow myself to cum again feeling your warmth fill me up. Again my body shakes and shivers in total satisfaction, moaning along with you.

After a few moments, both of us shaking and spent, you slowly slide your softening cock out of my ass, kissing my neck deeply and laying your weight down on me, pushing me into the bed and sliding your arms around me.

“Did you like your punishment?” You cooed into my ear, suckingly lightly on my earlobe.

“Yes, so much” I moaned out slowly.

“Good.” You laugh, pulling me closer. “Now let’s nap so we have energy for more later. If you’re lucky…maybe ill stretch that perfect little ass twice today…..”

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“Hi, Jay!” sang the pastor cheerily as she passed his open door.

He turned in his seat. “Good morning! Hungry today?” It had been a week since he’d seen her, since she had been at the Baptist summer camp. She looked very good to him.

“Are you?”

“Yeah, you got a little something I can eat?”

“Step into my office!” Agatha called, dropping her voice into her throat like Mae West. “I got just the thing!”

Jay flipped the DO NOT DISTURB sign up and locked the office door. Agatha slid immediately into his arms for a good kiss. Her ass felt exciting under his big warm palm; he could feel her muscles working, nuzzling her cunt into his thigh.

“I missed you last week,” she said. “I was surrounded by kids all the time, and alone in my cabin at night.”

“You poor thing; no vibrator?”

Jay sucked her nipple, exploring her wet slit under the sensible wool worsted dress with his experienced fingers. The fifty-year-old was a very moral man in every way but one, ever since his wife had died. He was making up for a lot of lost time.

“Never mind,” she said. “You should meet someone, too; can you be here in the evening on Tuesday? After the Bible study?”

The married pastor was in a rocky period of her life, thirty-eight and finding her husband overweight and less responsive and eager than before. And she had to act like some kind of paragon for the public. The utterly wanton man kissing her clit was just the ticket. Without him to take the edge off, she had poor impulse control.

Jay lifted his face from her cunt. It gaped dripping before him, hair dark and sticking out crazily in wet spikes around her open hole. She looked absolutely ready.

“Suck my cock, Aggie. Lick my ass. Yes. You really are hungry this morning! Where do you want that first?”

“Come like this, and then I’ll need some more, but I want the taste!”

“Who’s the lucky girl for Tuesday? Oh, god, Aggie, Jesus, that’s so nice!”

Agatha slid off the tip with a slurp and ducked lower, licking circularly around the old fellow’s asshole. He called her a wanton, a fornicator. She loved to be called a slut in Biblical terms. She insinuated her tongue into his ass, grunting, sliding a feverish hand along his cock as she degraded herself.

“Oh, Jay, I want you on me, let’s switch around, come to the couch!”

“Who you got for Tuesday?”

“Uh, Bobbie Douglas, Roberta; she’s the librarian’s assistant at China Lake; she does research and shelving and stuff. I told her you were hot, discreet, reliable, and very good. I told her you’d be gentle!” She laughed.

“What? Is she young?”

“Young! She’s a sophomore at Ricker!”

“Wo. All right,” he said, considering. This sounded all erotik film izle right, but Aggie was publicizing him too widely nowadays. He worried. But her mouth danced over his bag, her tongue rolled his balls, her hands stroked him! He couldn’t sustain the worry for long.

“I get to help,” she said, eyes twinkling.

“Suck! Okay, I’m in. Let’s talk later.”

“Mmm!” The reverend pastor sucked cock like a porn queen. Jay was pretty randy that morning, having anticipated her return. His rod and staff had come up fully hard– curved, ridged, hot, solid. Her graying head swerved side to side and her tongue loved him in detail.

“Blow me, harlot! Lick cock! I’m going to fill your head full of come, pastor. The cum shall flow down like an everlasting stream.”

Her lips hardened into a tighter ring, her fingers pushed in little circles, opening his anus. In they slid, two slim fingers, corkscrewing into his ass! Her brows knit, her eyes shut tightly and her head worked her lips along the shaft. He felt really fabulously hard; a cock like a crowbar! Agatha speculated that he’d been abstinent while she was out of town.

He let out an involuntary little moan; the note told her what was about to happen, and then the head expanded on her tongue and his hips locked, pushing in deep. She sent her tongue swirling and waited in rapt anticipation. The next spasm drove a stream of atheist sperm into her waiting throat.

She took the first two and then bobbed her head again, to drive him nuts. She knew he felt a strong twinge each time if she kept moving. He moaned in rhythm as the shots succeeded each other.

He cradled her head, her mouth and tongue felt so good his toes clutched, and then the forces gathered, focused and released– pulse after pulse. When she pumped during the spasms, he felt each move like a spark, almost unbearable.

He froze, mewing helplessly in the grip of his powerful come. Diminishing lightning bolts shot the length of him in the minister’s hot mouth. When he could open his eyes again, she rasped her tongue across the tip, making him jump and squeak.

Gratefully he plunged into her wet cunt, licking and fingering. She suckled like a tired baby on his cock’s end and toyed with his balls, but her focus was on his loving lips and tongue.

“Eat that thing,” she whispered.

Generally when Jay ate her she relaxed into a receptive state and let time pass, just at first; but today she was ready before he even began. The time came very soon when she had to have cock. She pushed her hips tighter onto his face. And sucked the man’s cock again– to fill her nose with Jay’s scent and her mouth with his flesh.

It hit fast: hardly any buildup and then a soft explosion film izle like a bag of flour bursting. Her toes and fingers tingled and she lost her eyes’ focus. As she returned, a second wave ramped up, broke, and swamped her completely.

Her sexual response was better than ever in her life. Jay’s mouth teased come after come from her. Her licking and sucking, meanwhile, had raised him up again, like the banners of the king unfurled. “Aggie, let me fuck you,” he said.

“Fuck,” she encouraged him. She was incoherent; she had come so much. “Me on top!”

He curled up to nuzzle her tits, but she straightened an arm, holding his chest down. He played with her buns. In concentration she rode him, loving the feeling of the invading pole of gristle, the warm muscle and bone she sat on.

“Oh, God, I’m going to come again!”

“Fuck me, Pastor!”

She rode him. Her slim body straddled his fleshy hips and she slid on his cock while he strained to remain hard for her. Two comes succeeded one another quickly, but she rode him again even more determinedly.

His hands met and held at the small of her back. With a heave he stood and held her up, impaled. They grinned at each other. Her hands pulled his shoulders as she rode in the new position and her hips orbited rapidly, held tightly to him by her strong legs. It was more effort, but it helped him keep his control.

The pastor’s eyes closed again; her normally expressive mouth hung open. Her third orgasm drew nearer. Jay was going under, too; he could feel his cockhead flaring, skin pulling back. He turned and perched on the desk for support, then locked his arms on her and let himself come again.

The spurting meat inside her cunt was such a great feeling! She whined high in her nose and had a third strong come. Her cunt clutched his spasming cock, she hung from his neck and twitched, keening, until it passed. His come gathered at her open cuntlips and drooled slowly. Two fat wads of it fell onto her office carpet and more was dripping along Mike’s bag.

“I love doing it raw, Jay; I like the come to splash inside.” She kissed his flushed face and let him nibble an ear before dismounting. She stretched like a cat, then reclined on the desk, gracefully lifting a slim leg. “Lick me clean, baby. Then we have work to do.”

“Suck the last of this up, Aggie, and I’ll lick you.”

“Deal! Yum.” She applied herself, then wiped her lips and sat back again.

Jay replaced his clothes and licked his boss. She told him she had another little one, then patted his head and reached for her blouse. Their talk became business talk while she was dressing, and the two of them began their work day.

Agatha was very content. On her first days back seks filmi izle from some event she frequently fucked the man a second time before the day was out. The kids’ camps were the hardest on her, since they meant a week of abstinence. She’d fucked the little library assistant quite thoroughly on the previous Thursday, so she’d only gone half a week between sessions on this particular camp. But the odds were still about even.

She took a phone call from her husband, in fact, at eleven-twenty. Hanging up, she sang out, “Jay?”

“Yes?”

“I got lunch with Jordie. He’ll want to fuck me afterward–“

“Wonderful!”

“– But he won’t do my ass; he never does. Would you mind?”

“Not a bit. Let me set this printing and lock the door.”

“Good. I need a good buttfucking.”

“I could tell!”

“You could?”

“You’re breathing, in and out. That always means you need cock up your ass.”

Agatha laughed sunnily while she stripped off her clothes again. It was too true. She loved being buttfucked– jam up the ass until she bit the rug! It was this, their guiltless sodomy, which set them apart. The secretary was an atheist and didn’t care about the church’s teachings. Aggie was convinced God encouraged ass fucks, even though her pious husband felt sure it was an abominable crime for which the deity reserved hideous revenge in the life to come.

“You’d probably have demons fucking your ass for eternity,” he had said, the one time she’d tried to get him to do it. Agatha had spent a lot of time masturbating to that little fantasy!

Mike removed his slacks and shorts and took her to the couch. Their first step was always the same. Mike loved tonguing Aggie’s tight anus until it lay stretched open. He spent twice the time licking her ass as he had ever spent fucking it. Both degenerates loved that part the best.

“I should have you at the house, chained to my bed,” she told him, reaching down, stroking his hair and ears as if he were a cat. His tongue wormed into her ass. “I’d have you lick my asshole while I wrote sermons.”

She’d come while he licked, and then had another peak with his cock pistoning in her rectum.

He held her ankles and stood; she was rubbing madly at her clit. Jay watched her closely, sweating and grunting, cock driving into her. He could look down and see it disappear into the muscular hole or look up to watch her face while she came.

Once she’d come, he asked her to bend over for him. She tucked her elbows under her ribs and let him have her ass from behind. In their afterglow she sucked his cock gently and sweetly. But when Jordie showed up, her anus had been licked clean; she was primly ready to leave on their lunch date.

“It’s a living!” Mike quipped, watching the couple get into their car. You could never interview for a job like this, he reflected, although it would be interesting! “I’m just one damn lucky beast!” he congratulated himself. “Allelujah!”

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“Well,” Tom sighed, “what other romantic songs do we have for Valentine’s Day? More Dean Martin?” The little piano bar was more crowded than on some nights. It had been a shore day, St. Martin. No big production show tonight, just one of those juggling comedians that seem to find their way on to cruise ships. Washed up, like him, flotsam bobbing against the shoreline, but not quite, not quite stranded yet. He had a few more years, a few more years until his voice gave out completely, until he could not stand to sing My Way one more time, until his laptop fried in the middle of cruise and left him without the thousands of songs it could bring up at a moment’s notice.

“How about Fly Me To the Moon?” one of the guys in the little group that had established themselves as regulars piped up. He ignored them. They had just chosen the last two songs. The same old, literally old, crowd. It was in between winter break and spring break, no college kids to liven things up a little. Not than anyone under fifty ever wandered in to sit down. The wall behind him was open, people were passing by all the time, but that’s all they did, pass by, pausing for a few seconds perhaps to admire how elegant he looked, in his tuxedo, seated at his lovely baby grand.

“How about someone else? How about over in the corner there?” It was then that he saw her, sitting alone, almost out of sight. He almost didn’t recognize her, her figure hidden in a loose grey sweatshirt. But that face, that blonde hair in a little half ponytail, was unmistakable. It was the new singer for the production company. Three days out at sea, or was it four? What must she be thinking? She looked very, very lonely. Of course, he knew all about loneliness. Why had he ever taken this job? He had thought that it would be an adventure. He had dreamed, that one night, there would be a beautiful woman looking at him like that. But he could not change himself. Until now.

He was surprised that she was in here. The drinks were a lot cheaper in the crew bar. Of course, there was not much atmosphere there, no dark wood panelling, no thick carpet. It occurred to him, fleetingly, that she might actually be sitting there enjoying his music, but he pushed that thought aside. Well, he thought wildly, this is the moment, if there ever was one.

“Diana,” he said, trying to be very much in control, a teacher tracking down a wayward pupil, “I see you back there, hiding.” She blushed at that, she actually trembled, and he was sure that she was going to run away. Where was the woman who exuded sexual confidence and exuberance on stage? It was comical how shy she was in private. “Diana,” he soothed her, as if he were coaxing his own child, “won’t you come sing something for us?”

The rest of his little audience — it would be presumptuous to call it a crowd — had recognized her now. There were little murmurs of encouragement, urging her to the microphone that was set up next to his piano. He put it there, every night, and no one ever used it. But now, here she was, impossibly beautiful, impossibly young, smiling at him uncertainly. My God, he thought to himself, a woman like that! When he was her age, someone like her would have looked right past him. And now, she was actually abashed by his confidence and power. She had no idea how terrified he was, how difficult it was for him to face her gaze without letting his teeth chatter.

“What would you like to sing?” he asked, very gently. She was so much like his daughter, and he used that, he used that to have the confidence to talk to her.

“How about Over the Rainbow? Do you have that?”

“I have every song ever written. I even know that one.”

“Can you do it in e flat?”

“You’ve got it.” Oh God, he thought, as she began to sing, what a glorious, glorious voice. So young, so pretty, and with a voice like that … she deserved better than a cruise ship. And maybe, maybe she would get there some day. Maybe she would be one of the lucky ones.

The song ended, and there was silence. It took everyone a moment to get their breath back. Then came applause, as much as the little crowd could make, and she blushed again, and fled back to her table. He went back to growling out Perry Como. His voice wasn’t bad, but it didn’t sound so great after what she had just done.

Against all odds, she didn’t leave. She was still sitting at that little table, staring at him, staring out into space, closing her eyes, dabbing at them once in a while with one of the little napkin that had come along with her drink. There was quite a pile of little napkins there to choose from, it seemed. He cut his set short a little, and left the piano to start up the canned music. He was sure that when he turned back around, she would be gone. But she was still there.

“Do you mind if I join you?” He tried to make his voice confident, casual, even though he felt like every part of his body was shaking. Bond, James Bond. He tried to hide behind the tuxedo. Dashing, handsome, experienced, sophisticated, that was him. That was erotik film izle who she thought he was. But it was no good pretending. Forty five years old, and he felt like he was back at a junior high school dance. What was the matter with him? Didn’t women like confidence, assurance? Surely he could snow this little girl.

She smiled at his shyness, his diffidence. “I really would like that,” she said. “I am really lonely tonight.” She said it so frankly, so trustingly, it caught him off guard. There was, he sighed, no way that he was going to bring himself to seduce this girl. A father figure, that was what she wanted from him. He found himself falling into the old, familiar patterns. He could treat her like his daughter, that let him approach her, talk to her. But to go any further than that — it would be such a breach of trust. Why was she sitting here talking to him, and not David or Brian, one of those brash young dancers with huge muscles and egos to match? She just wanted someone she could have a conversation with, someone who wasn’t going to hit on her — someone old and respectable and safe. That was why she was here. There was no sense fooling himself.

“I hope I didn’t embarrass you too much, asking you to sing.”

“Oh, not at all.” When she sang, her vowels were broad, almost American, but now her speech was more clipped. England, her bio had said, she came from somewhere outside of London. What kind of English girl, he wondered, wound up as a singer on a cruise ship? Not upper class, certainly, maybe not even middle class. Bur her accent sounded educated. Didn’t make the cut to go to university, or had she chosen a different path?

“This is your first time on a cruise ship?” he ventured. He already knew that, of course, from the biography in the playbill.

“Yes. And you?”

“Oh,” he smiled wanly, “I’ve lost count. It’s been a couple of years. I’m beginning to feel like the Flying Dutchman. You’re just out of school?”

“Three year performance program. Yep, this is my first real job. My first time away from home. First time away from …” She stopped, and started to dab at her eyes again.

“Your family?” he suggested. “You miss your family?”

“My boyfriend,” she had to make it explicit. “I called him,” she said, “while we were on the island. It cost me a bloody fortune, but I thought, what the hell, it’s Valentines Day, it will be a nice surprise.”

“He should have enjoyed that.”

“Yes,” she answered quite dryly, “he should have.”

“It’s difficult. You’re away for a long time.”

“Six months.”

“And he’s back in England?”

“Yes. Yes, God knows he was upset when I took the job. But I thought, maybe he could join me sometimes, maybe he could fly over to New York occasionally.”

“It doesn’t work,” he sighed. “It never works.”

“You’re married?” She was staring at his fingers.

“Guilty as charged.”

“Your wife is with you?”

“Not this trip. Not,” he sighed, “for a few trips now. Quite a few.”

“What happened?”

“Oh, I don’t know. Everything was perfect, perfect. Nice job, nice house, nice family. But then I got laid off, she put on a lot of weight, we started to fight about money, and … I don’t know. It all fell apart. I always wanted to do something with music. When I was out on the road, I always used to find a piano and spend the evening playing and singing.”

“So now you’re here. You’re very good. Don’t most people start out as entertainers and then find something respectable?”

“I’m just living life in reverse. What can I tell you?”

The waiter came, and deposited two more drinks. “A toast,” she said, bitterly, “to St. Valentine.”

“A toast,” he replied, “to strangers in the night.”

His break was over, and he went back to play for another half hour. Surely, she would leave. Surely, one of the other dancers or singers, some other beautiful young body, male or female, would claim her, whisk her away. But she was still there. And, at the end, she came up to sing again, Strangers in the Night. She didn’t know the words very well, and she had to lean over his back to read them off the computer screen. She pressed against him, hands on his shoulders, breasts vibrating against his neck, her hot breath cascading down his forehead. It was all he could do to concentrate on the chords, to keep his fingers from trembling as he broke them up into little riffs beneath the glory of her voice. By the end of the song, he had fallen in love with her, so hopelessly, so completely, that it was almost impossible to concentrate on what needed to be done to close up for the evening.

“Well,” he said, struggling for some composure, “that’s all for this Valentine’s Day. I wish you all a very romantic rest of the evening, on this beautiful ship. Don’t forget the special Valentine’s Day Chocolate Lovers Buffet, which should be starting just about now, right next door in the Sea Shell Dining Room.” In fact, the line for that buffet was backed up behind them. They had been part of film izle the applause that had greeted Diana’s second song.

“Do you want to get some chocolate?”

“No.” She retreated back to her table, and he trailed after her. “Not now, not in that crowd. Maybe later. I don’t know,” she scowled. “I’m already eating too much. You know, they weigh us every morning?”

“What happens if you’ve gained weight?”

“They whip us.” She said it with such deadpan seriousness that he actually believed her.

“Whip you?”

She laughed at his shock. “No, they don’t whip us. Whipping would leave visible marks. We can’t afford that, we have to work naked.”

“Naked? I wish.”

“Might as well be. Those costumes don’t cover much, and each one covers a different bit.”

“Does that bother you?”

“When I’m on stage, no. But the other night they had us hanging around after the performance. I was in this skirt that was slit up to the waist. And I couldn’t wear anything under it. Well, I suppose I could have, but it would have spoiled the effect, you know? I was so embarrassed, just standing there like that. And it makes it tricky, getting a tan.”

“Orient Beach is good for that.”

“Yeah, isn’t it?” she drawled. “The girls dragged me over there, this afternoon. I had absolutely no idea what I was getting into until I saw this big sign in French. Plage nue.” She drawled out a pretty good French accent, plawhje nooh. “And then there were all these old people walking around naked. It was so embarrassing. I mean, sometimes I would look around the church, and wonder what those people would looked like without clothes on. But I never really wanted to know. Now I do.” She gave a little shudder.

“I saw you over there,” she added, “running.” That was enough to make him blush. Of course, he had seen her too, bunched up with all the other girls from the show, in a little island of beauty in a desert of flab. But he had hoped that he had gone unnoticed as he ran by. “You keep in pretty good shape,” she added. “I’m impressed.”

“I’m running all the time,” he said. “When I’m not playing the piano, I’m running around the jogging track.”

“Good for you.” They sat for a few minutes without talking. “Did you call your wife today? For Valentine’s Day?”

“No,” he admitted. “I guess there isn’t too much romance left.”

“I should nae have called my boy friend. You know what he did? He fooking broke up with me. Four days out, on fooking Valentine’s day. The fooking arse hole broke up with me.”

“Fooking?” He was almost shocked at her casual obscenity.

“Fucking.” She said it this time with an American accent.

“I’m sorry,” he said, without too much conviction. “It was probably going to happen, sooner or later.”

“Yeah, sooner or later. The fooking bastard couldna wait to get rid o’ me.” She stopped. “I’m sorry, when I get upset I forget to enunciate properly.”

“It’s lovely. I love the way you talk. What do you want to do?” It was not even eleven yet, too early for bed. At least, too early for sleep. “Do you want to go dancing?”

“Gawd no, I spend half the day fooking dancing.” Her accent was devolving with each drink. “How about a walk? I need some air.” She seemed to be having a bit of trouble organizing her limbs to get up from the table.

“Sure.” Just across the hallway was a door out onto the promenade deck, which on this ship also served as the jogging track.

“How many times have you been around this walk?”

“Oh, God,” he said, “I don’t know, twenty laps every day, for how many days? Thousands, tens of thousands. I’m like a squirrel in a cage.” He took off his jacket.

“Oh,” she sighed, “I wish I could do that. It’s hot out here. I wish I was wearing something under this sweatsuit. They only give us one bag of laundry a week for free, so I’m trying to save clothes.”

“We could up to the observation deck. There’s more breeze up there.”

“Look, Mr. Waters …”

“Tom,” he winced.

“Tom,” she said, “you’re being very nice, and I appreciate it, but I’m really not feeling very romantic tonight. Even though it’s fooking Valentine’s Day.” She deliberately drawled it that time.

The disappointment in his face must have been too evident. “Wait,” she said, as he turned to leave, “I didn’t say I wasn’t horny.” That was enough to make stop. “I’m horny as all hell and pissed as all hell.”

It had probably been twenty years, but some of the old reflexes started to kick in. Just like riding a bicycle, he thought, you never forget how to do it. At least, he hoped that was true. “Well,” he said, “why don’t we just go downstairs and spend the rest of the evening fooking?”

She cupped one hand around his balls, then stroked upward, testing for an erection through the thick fabric of his tuxedo. “Are you any good?”

It was time to be the masterful, experienced older man. It was time to assure her that he was gonna rock her world, baby. But all he could come out with was a feeble “What?” The question, seks filmi izle posed so calmly, was enough to completely unsettle him.

“Are you any good,” she whispered it this time, into his ear, “at fooking?” Her tongue was brushing his earlobe at the end. He had a sudden premonition that he was in way over his head.

“I’m okay,” he sighed. “I know what I’m doing. Actually, I’m out of practice. I haven’t tried it for a while. How about you?”

She burst out laughing. “I stink. I suck so bad. No, I even stink at sucking. I am the world’s worst. The worst! I just lie there like a dead fish waiting for it to be over soon.”

She broke away from him and leaned over the railing, staring out pensively at the passing foam. He came up behind her and slid his hands up under her sweatshirt. She really was wearing nothing under it. Her breasts were larger than he had realized, smooth and firm, and her nipples were tiny but very hard. She sighed a little as he ran his fingers over them.

“I think,” he whispered back, into the nape of her neck “that you are incredibly sexy.” Her hair was very soft, subtly scented, and he parted it to kiss her smooth, golden skin. Beauty is only skin deep, perhaps, but her skin was so soft, so creamy — a little salty as he licked it.

“Oh, I am, until I actually get into bed. Then it all goes away. I just freeze up. Look, if we go down and have sex now, we’re just going to go through the motions. At least I am. I don’t want that, not tonight.”

“You’re ready to cut loose.”

“Well, why not? Why the fook not? Look,” she broke away, turned around, gave him a appraising stare, her deep blue eyes only inches from his, so close their eyelashes were almost touching, “isn’t there something you have always wanted to do, but you could never convince your wife to do it? No, don’t tell me what it is.” She didn’t look so shy now. She looked more like that girl who was so explosive on stage. “As long as it doesn’t leave any visible marks, I’ll do it. But,” she smiled, and the smile did not seem so innocent, “you have to do whatever I want, first.”

“What is it?”

“I’m not going to tell you. Are you willing?”

“No visible marks?”

“You wear a suit. A fooking tuxedo.”

Well, he thought to himself, why the fook not. How many times had he dreamed of a moment like this? How many nights had he waited for something like this to happen, and there had never been anything, not even the hint of anything.

“Good for you. Come, let’s get going.” He had never actually said yes, but he followed her meekly. She walked very quickly; he was almost running to keep up with her. “You don’t share a cabin, do you?”

“No. Do you?”

“With three other girls. It. Is. The. Pits.”

“You never lived in a dorm?”

“Never. I lived at home when I was in college.”

“Four in a room? Bunk beds?”

“Sort of. The girls on the bottom have moved theirs together.”

“That must be interesting.” The implications seemed obvious, but he didn’t push it.

“It sucks, it sucks so bad. The beds are supposed to be on the edges of the room, and you’re supposed to be able to walk around the in middle — but no, they have their beds together in the middle so you have to walk around on the side, except the upper bunks are in the way, you keep hitting your head all the time.”

“My cabin is down this way.” He tried to make it sound routine, as if he invited beautiful young women to share his bed every evening.

“Got to get some stuff first.” She was heading for the theatre. “Wait here.” She used her key card to enter the ladies’ changing room.

“Not allowed in?” He poked his nose through the door. The walls were plastered with huge posters of naked hunks, all improbably hung. Intimidating. And, in truth, some of the dancers were probably built exactly like that. It made his poor attempts at fitness seem pretty pitiful.

“Damn!” She seemed very upset. “It’s not here!”

“What’s not here?”

“None of your business.” She gave him a smirk like a mother hiding a birthday present. There was a house phone on the wall. “Hello, who is this? Yes it’s Dini, to whom am speaking? Chrissie? Chrissie, remember the props you were showing me? I need them. Why? Remember what you said you did to Brian? No, not Brian, Tom. Tom, the piano player? Wears a tuxedo? Yeah, that one. No, I saw him over at the beach today, he’s not flabby at all. No, I don’t know yet. I need help? Yes, I know I could use a psychiatric evaluation. The fact that I’m even on this ship sharing a room with you is evidence of that. Oh, that kind of help. Yes, I’m sure he’d like that. What cabin?” She turned to Tom.

“Four four oh two.”

“Oh,, you know where it is? Do you now? How interesting. Ten minutes? Okay. We won’t dare start without you.”

“What was that?”

“Chrissie is coming over to help.”

“Help with what?”

“You’ll see. Do you know Chrissie?”

“I know who she is,” Tom replied, choosing his words carefully. “She’s the black girl. The one with the big…” he stopped, abruptly.

“She seems to know who you are, too.” Diana gave him a look of appraisal.

“It’s a small ship. A small world. After a while, we all get to know each other.”

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After a dozen years, a retired teacher gives his student the spanking she deserves.

Barely 18-years-old and in the way of so many women my age, for as long as I can remember, I had a crush on my teacher, Mr. Martin. Actually, it was more than a normal crush. It was a sexual fantasy, even an anal fetish of sort. It all started when he spanked my ass with his bare hand through my clothes. Just as his spanking my ass enflamed my ass, his spanking aroused my sexual desire for him. His spanking my ass made me want to do dirty things to his body while he did dirty things to my body.

Fortunately, the spanking happened after school and, with no one else around, we were alone. No one saw him spank me. Thank God no one saw me get spanked. If anyone had seen me get a spanking, I would have been so embarrassed. Being so angry that he humiliated me, I probably would have reported him. Yet, with no one else witnessing the spanking, little did my teacher know that I enjoyed him spanking my ass, a gross understatement. I loved being spanked, punished, and disciplined.

What should have been just a spanking was so very much more than that. What should have been just punishment and discipline me was so much more than that too. I didn’t realize what the spanking triggered in me then until now that I have this unrequited sexual desire for my teacher to spank me again. Twelve years later, married with children and poised at the precipice to find him and to contact him, I needed him to spank me again.

“Oh, yeah, slap my naked ass teacher because I’ve been bad, very bad and I need to be disciplined. I need to be punished. I need to be spanked hard. I need to me your sexy slut.”

I was 18-years-old, a high school senior and chomping at the bit to graduate that part of my life to go on to college. Having lost my virginity, even having already given my first blowjob after my senior prom, I thought I was so mature. I thought I was an adult. Tall, blonde, beautiful, blue-eyed, and busty, I thought I was hot stuff.

I never thought my high school homeroom teacher would dare spank me for something that I did so long ago but, long story short, I forced his spanking hand to spank my ass again. Being that I wanted him to spank me again and with him having no choice in the matter, I made him spank me again. I had been bad, very bad and I needed to be disciplined. I deserved to be punished. Now married with children, I needed to be spanked. Even though I was no longer an 18-year-old slut but a thirty-year-old, bore, lonely, and horny housewife, I needed my teacher to spank my naked ass. For once and for all, I finally needed to experience my sexual fantasy.

* * * * *

“You wanted to see me Mr. Martin?”

I looked at him sitting behind his desk probably for the last time. Not a bad looking man, he was so anal, so precise, and so exacting. Saying what he meant and meaning what he said, he was articulately educated. Even his enunciation of words told me that he had a private school education and, just as I was jealous of his large vocabulary, I envied his command of the English language.

With his hair always parted just so, he always wore a colorful bowtie. His herringbone and tweed jackets resplendent with elbow patches were always marked with white chalk. He looked a bit like a younger version of Bill Nye the science guy. For the life of me, I really didn’t know why I had a crush on him but I did. Jealous that she was married to such a splendid man, I couldn’t help but wonder what his wife looked like. I couldn’t help but wonder what he did for fun after school. Maybe he disciplined and punished his wife by spanking her. I imagined his wife wearing an apron while standing at the kitchen sink to wash dishes and purposing breaking glasses while washing them for him to spank her.

“You were the one who put the tack on my chair last class Susan,” he stared me down with a look that told him that he knew I did. Someone had ratted me out no doubt.

When he wasn’t staring at my pretty face, he was staring at the huge impressions my big tits made in my blouse. When he wasn’t staring at my tits, he was staring at my panties. Sitting in the first row, I was always flashing him my panties.

“Pardon?” Not knowing what else to say, I looked at him as if he was crazy. Deny, deny, and deny was my only defense.

“I have it here written in my book. Tuesday, November 14th, 2000. I sat on yet another tack. Note to self,” he said while looking up at me. “I need to check my chair before sitting.”

Duh, I wanted to say but didn’t. Forget about mere thumbtacks, after the invention and with the popularity of Super Glue, who doesn’t check their check before sitting?

“That wasn’t me. I didn’t do it,” I said denying that I had put the tack on his chair when I did and, obviously, he knew I did. “I’d never do something so childish as putting a thumbtack on the teacher’s chair. Nope. That wasn’t me,” I said knowing that I was denying a bit too much but I couldn’t stop talking. I erotik film izle couldn’t just shut up about the stupid thumbtack.

“I write everything in my book,” he said holding his stupid book up to my face. “And this is the errant thumbtack,” he said opening his desk drawer and pulling out the tack that was confined in a plastic bag as if he was a forensic detective preserving fingerprints.

Errant thumbtack, meaning naughty, badly behaved, sinful, wayward, and delinquent. Who refers to a stupid thumbtack as errant? I had to go home and look that word up in my Funk & Wagnall’s dictionary. Gees, making a federal case out of it, enough about one lousy thumbtack already.

“I’m sorry,” I said unable to continue a lie and owning up to what I did. “My friends forced me to do that. They thought it would be funny.”

“It wasn’t funny that I had to go to the emergency room for an infection that I received from that rusty tack. They gave me a tetanus shot,” he said grimacing from the memory of the pain I put him through. “The emergency room isn’t covered on my medical. I had to pay a hundred dollar co-pay.”

“I’m sorry,” I said embarrassed and feeling worse than I would have felt because I had a crush on him.

As if wanting to make the memory of his thumbtack pain on his ass go away by kissing his lips, I remember having this urge to lean down and kiss him. So very long ago, I really don’t remember what the Hell I was thinking to put a thumbtack on his chair and to even have a school girl crush on him in the first place. In hindsight, he was such an anal asshole.

“Your friends forced you to put a tack on my chair?”

“Yes,” I said feeling so much like a foolish child instead of a mature woman who was no longer a virgin and who had already given her first blowjob. Back then, with sex my definition of maturity and being that I was so popular with the boys, I was having plenty of sex. Counterintuitive to my emergence from a school girl to a sexual woman of the world, how dare I do something so stupid.

“So…if your friends told you to jump off of a bridge…”

“Of course not. I wouldn’t leap off of a bridge because my friends told me to jump off a bridge,” I said making a sour face. “I’m not stupid,” I said.

Yet I was stupid compared to him, an educated, enlightened, well read, and well traveled man of the world. An unappreciative, bothersome, spoiled brat of a nuisance, I was a nothing and a no one in his shadow. Little did I know then, he was to be my master and I was to be his mistress.

“Then what’s the difference with you putting a tack on my chair because your friends told you to do that and you jumping off a bridge.”

“At the time, I thought it funny to see your reaction. I’m sorry. I didn’t actually believe you’d sit on it without even feeling it pinch you and walk around the room for the rest of the day with the thumbtack stuck to your ass,” I said with a little laugh and a smirk that obviously angered him.

I should have known, he wouldn’t notice that tack until later with his thick corduroy pants. He always wore corduroy pants. Evidentially, he knew that I wasn’t sorry, just as he knew I’d do it again if I could.

“You need to be disciplined,” he said pointing his finger at me as if I was late for class and he found me wandering the hall. “You need to be punished young lady,” he said raising his voice.

Suddenly, as if I was a little girl, I was afraid. He frightened me when he took that tone with me. I couldn’t believe it when he reached around me to slap my ass through my short skirt.

“Ow,” I said rubbing my behind.

Remembering it now as if it happened yesterday, I was embarrassed. I was mortified. I was humiliated. I was shocked. Yet, even more than all of that, never having been spanked before, not even by my parents, in the way of having bittersweet chocolate or something that’s so sweet and yet so sour, I liked the feel of his hand on my ass spanking me. Never would I have known that I’d be the type of women who enjoyed being spanked until my teacher spanked me.

Unable to protest, I just stood there and stared at him while rubbing my ass through my short skirt. Then, when he pulled me by the wrist and put me across his knee and started slapping my ass really hard, I felt like that actress, Maggie Gyllenhaal playing Lee Holloway in The Secretary when Mr. Grey, played by James Spader, spanked her naked ass for making a typographical error. Fuck me and I wished he would have taken me right then and there. I would have allowed him to bend me over the desk and fuck me not in my pussy but in my ass. Never having had anal sex before, after having my ass walloped, I wanted to experience it now. Already so very sexually excited, I only wished he had pulled up my short skirt and slapped my ass through my panty.

I would have liked him to have seen my round, white, bikini panty clad ass. I would have given anything for him to pull down my panties and slap my naked ass. I would have liked for him film izle to have seen my naked ass. I would have liked for him to see how red he made my naked ass after spanking me. He spanked me half a dozen times and every time his palm hit my firm ass, I thought I’d cum. By the time he was done spanking me, if he asked me to, I would have sucked his cock.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Martin,” I said crying after he finished spanking me and allowed me to stand.

I could have had him arrested. I could have had him fired. I could have sued him civilly for spanking me. Instead I wanted to have sex with him while he spanked me again and again.

“Get out,” he said.

The fact that he was so abrupt with me, as if he was angry with me, by dismissing me in such a hostile way, made me want to offer up my ass again for him to spank me again. I so wanted to tell him that he could pull up my short skirt and pull down my panty to spank my naked ass but I feared he’d think there was something wrong with me for telling him that. What he did was a disciplinary action, physical punishment, and something that had nothing to do with sex, or did it? I always wondered if he was as sexually aroused as I was. I always wondered if he thought about spanking my ass in the way that I always thought about him spanking my ass. Maybe his thing is spanking too. Maybe he’s been lusting over spanking my round, firm, tight, little ass the entire school year in the way that I’m wanting him to spank my ass again now.

“That really hurt,” I said, rubbing my ass through my clothes. “I’m all red,” I said turning my ass to him and lifting my skirt up enough for him to see the bottom of my panty. I so wanted him to see my panty, touch my panty, and sooth my red hot ass through my panty with his meaty hand. I so wanted to lift my skirt to my waist. I so wanted to pull down my panty to show him my red ass but I was afraid to do that.

“Get out,” he said again.

More angry over how he talked to me than I was over how he disciplined me and punished me by spanking me, when he stood and turned to erase the board, I don’t know why I did it but I stole his Parker pen.

Replaying the incident over and again in my head, I masturbated to Mr. Martin spanking me for years. It didn’t matter that I allowed my husband to spank my naked ass after that. It wasn’t the same as when Mr. Martin spanked my ass through my short skirt. It didn’t matter that I participated in the swinging lifestyle with my husband before he was my ex-husband and had numerous men spank my fully clothed ass and naked ass. None of those men spanking me made me as sexually aroused as having my teacher spank me. The one who I really wanted to spank my naked ass, was the one who didn’t spank my naked ass. I needed Mr. Martin, my old teacher, to spank my naked ass.

I wanted him to spank me again. I wished he had raised my skirt and at least spanked me through my panty. I wished he had lowered my panty to spank my naked ass. I wished he had unzipped himself and pulled out his cock for me to suck him while he spanked me. I swear to God that I would have sucked him. Allowing him to cum in my mouth while he felt my big tits and fingered my nipples, I would have swallowed every drop of his cum so long as he promised to spank me again.

After waiting twelve, long, sexually frustrating years, now married with two children, I went to see Mr. Martin when I read a blurb about him retiring. He was 65-years-old and I was 30-years-old. Not knowing what I’d say when I saw him, I just wanted to see him again. Hoping beyond hope that he’d spank me again, really wanting to kiss the hand that spanked me, I wanted to shake the hand that spank me.

Wearing my preferred outfit of choice, a skirt that was too short with bright, white bikini panties underneath, a button blouse like the one I wore in school, and my D cup bra, I wasn’t wearing very many clothes but for my bobby socks. If I was playing strip poker, no doubt, depending who I was playing poker with, I’d lose. He opened his door as soon as I pressed his doorbell.

“Susan! How nice to see you,” he said recognizing me immediately. I saw him stare down at my big breasts before looking back up at my eyes. I thought that maybe my big tits were my dead giveaway to who I was after not seeing me for twelve years. “Come in, come in,” he said.

“Hi Mr. Martin.”

“Please call me Paul,” he said with a smile while staring at my tits again.

“I just made some fresh coffee,” he said talking to my tits before talking to me. “Would you care for a cup?”

“Sure,” I said wanting to delay my stay so that I could summon the courage of saying what I needed to say before leaving. “Even after having rehearsed it, I really didn’t know what the Hell I was going to say.”

“Come in, come in,” he said. Make yourself comfortable on the sofa,” he said, “while I get our coffees.”

He returned with the coffee and a plate of cookies. He sat across from me in his comfortable looking, overstuff recliner. Unable seks filmi izle to control myself, using this personal, in home visit as my wicked opportunity to expose myself, every time I leaned forward for a sip of coffee, I parted my knees enough to give him a view up my short skirt of my panties. When I wasn’t sitting there with my knees open, I was slowly and deliberately crossing and uncrossing my legs.

Maybe because he was looking, he was always looking when I was sitting in front of him in class, I wanted to flash myself to him in the way that I always did when sitting in the front row of his class with my legs parted and my skirt raised. I wanted him to see what I wanted him to see twelve, long years ago. I wanted him to see my panties up close. I watched his eyes dart down from my eyes to my crotch and back again before darting down again and before settling on my big tits. Based upon his stare, he was getting a good look of me between my legs. Based upon his leer, he caused my nipples to make their appearance known through my bra and blouse.

“Is Mrs. Martin home?” I couldn’t help but wonder what his wife looked like.

“Mrs. Martin? There is no Mrs. Martin, other than my mother,” he said with a little laugh. “I never married. I never felt the need for a wife and children. I was always too busy assigning assignments and correcting homework. After father died when I was just a boy, I was content enough living with mother, until she passed a few years ago,” he said.

I couldn’t help but wonder how content he really was living alone with his mother all these years. I wondered if they had a sexual relationship. I wondered if she was the one who got him into spanking. I could only imagine her ordering him to strip bottomless and bend over her knees while she paddled his naked ass before sucking his erect cock. Gees, what’s wrong with me to think these terrible things about my teacher and his elderly mother? Only, no one knows what goes on behind closed bedroom doors.

“I see,” I said suddenly feeling sexually invigorated that he was unmarried and we were alone.

“So, what’s the purpose of your visit?” He smiled an endearing smile. “Did you stop by to wish me a happy retirement?”

When he wasn’t staring at the mountainous impressions my tits and nickel sized shapes my nipples made through my bra and in my blouse, he was staring in between my legs at my panties. His obvious sexual lust for me was making me wet. I wondered if he’s been thinking of me as much as I’ve been thinking of him. I wondered if he’s masturbated over spanking me in the way that I’ve masturbated over him spanking me.

“No actually, Paul. I wanted to apologize again for putting a thumbtack on your chair,” I said.

“Oh, that,” he said waving a hand. “Don’t be silly. That was so long ago Susan,” he said. “Water under the bridge, it’s all water under the bridge.”

Not wanting this little exchange to end before it even got started, as if my words were an undertow, I needed to stir up that water that lay dormant for so long under the bridge.

“I also have a confession to make,” I said feeling myself getting sexually aroused merely by the thoughts of what I was about to disclose to him.

“You do? And what might that confession be,” he said with a knowing little laugh in the way that he laughed at us in class as if he knew everything.

Only, without a doubt, he didn’t know what I was about to confess. Hoping that what I was about to say would put him over the edge and anger him enough to spank me, I parted my knees just a little more. In the same way he stared at my panty, he stared at my tits. In the way that he stared at my tits, I knew he could see part of my bra and cleavage through my buttons that never closed all the way. I purposely wore a blouse that was a size too small and as if my breasts were his eyeballs in the way that he strained to see more of me, my breasts threatened to pop a few buttons.

“I’m the one who stole your Parker pen,” I said watching for his reaction.

He stopped staring at my breasts and at my panties to stare up at me.

“My Parker pen? You stole my Parker pen? Extruding just the right amount of ink, not too little and not too much, I loved that pen,” he said looking at me as if I just stabbed him in the heart with that damn Parker pen. “That was my father’s pen,” he said getting noticeably annoyed, an understatement, before raising his voice in the way he raised his voice when he told me to get out of his classroom.

“I’m sorry,” I said.

“Sorry?” He looked at me as if he hated me. “Do you know that my Dad was a prisoner of war in Viet Nam?”

“No, I didn’t know that,” I said suddenly knowing I had done a terrible thing by stealing that Parker pen. I wondered if they still made them. I wondered if I could run out to Staples and buy one to replace the pen I had stolen so long ago.

“My father hid that pen up his ass for two, long, miserable years so that the Viet Cong wouldn’t confiscate his pen as a weapon? He hid that pen so that when he returned home and I was old enough to care for and cherish that pen and possibly pass it on to the son I never had, he’d present it to me and he did, on his deathbed, the day that he died.”

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Who am I??? Once I was very sure of who I was, where I was going and what I wanted. I thought I knew myself well. So, who am I??? Well, my name is Alyson. I am 25 year old Penn State graduate. I work at a Fortune 500 company. I grew up in a good loving upper middle class home and once considered myself an intelligent strong independent career women but life has a way of redefining us.

It all started when I broke up with Tom, my fiancée and my boyfriend from College. We had been together for nearly 7 years and had planned on getting married but 2 month into our engagement I realized that we had grown apart since college. I had become quite a career women jet setting across the country. I had been working for only 3 years but had already been promoted to assistant manager. My ex-fiancée however had a much more difficult time adapting to the real world. He was brilliant in school but had a hard time in the business world and talked constantly about going back to school. To make a long story short, I realized we wanted different things in life and so I initiated the breakup. Nevertheless it was still very hard for me to take. I still loved him but realized I shouldn’t marry him.

Being a women of the new Millennium and watching too much “Sex and the City” I decided what I needed was a hot passionate purely physical fling to get me over Tom. There was a guy from work who fit the bill perfectly. His name was Richard. A suave good looking charismatic charmer in his late twenties with quite a reputation at work as a lady killer. He always flirted with me and I knew he had his eyes on me, but since I was with Tom nothing ever came of it. I put Richard in the category of guys that are great to have fun with, but for any women to take them seriously would be to invite heartache! That was for weaker lesser women who cling helplessly to men. For me this would be strictly for fun!

That week I ran into him at Happy hour were a group of us from work go every Friday. I had a tight skirt on that accented my butt and lean tone legs which I consider to be my best assets. I work out regularly at the gym and am very proud of sexy shapely posterior and long tone muscular legs. I do wish I had a little more up top being only a B-cup. Richard and I began flirting shamelessly. Richard is a charmer and has a way of making a lady feel very sexy and beautiful. The way he looked at you, the way he smiled with a hint of danger and lust. We stayed after most of our co-workers left. The bar we were at doubles as a happy hour bar and a dance club. As the night wore on, Richard and I found ourselves gyrating sensually on the dance floor and boy could he dance. Tom hated dancing and was very analytical and cerebral but Richard loved to dance and was very passionate and physical. I could feel Richards hard muscular body as he held me close as he ground against me. The music was booming in my ears, I was tipsy from the drinks and he felt so hot. He would run his arms sensuously against my bare shoulders and arms as we danced.

We ended up back at my place all over each other. He was such a sexy lover and licked me all over from head to toe. He went down on me for what felt like an hour and brought me to numerous orgasms. He also had the biggest cock of any man I had ever been with! I must admit I was intrigued by what it would be like to be fucked by such a large penis, which I soon found out. I wasn’t able to take all of him inside but the thickness of his cock really did increase my pleasure so perhaps size does matter! We stayed up all night making love. Thus began our affair! We could not get enough of each other and would meet after work and have sex for hours. He was so hot I even enjoyed giving him blowjobs something I am usually not too fond of. His lean sexy abs and his big beautiful thick cock made me so hot. I was so horny when I was with him. I would dive down and take the head of his cock deep in my mouth and down my throat. I had to open my mouth really wide to encompass his thickness and I couldn’t take more then half of him but what I couldn’t fit I would rub sensuously with my hands. No I am not quite as talented as Linda Lovelace. I felt so sexy doing it on my knees while he was standing looking up seductively at him, watching the excitement in his eyes as he thrusted into my mouth. I even let him come in my mouth, something I’ve never done before. Well to be honest I didn’t have much of a choice. He held my head down as he came but I didn’t mind. He would spurt streams after stream of hot cum down my throat. I tried to take it all but inevitably my mouth would overflow and some of it would trickle out and down my chin. I can’t say I am crazy about the taste, it kind of burns my throat and there is a strong after tastes that stays in your mouth for hours afterwards but I was so overwhelmed by lust that I swallowed it all or a least as much as I could and even milked his cock dry by opening my mouth and letting him watch as I licked the last drops of come from his cock. He would scoop erotik film izle up any cum than had dripped down my chin and feed it to me. I felt so nasty.

Sex with Richard was INCREDIBLE except Richard had a thing for anal sex and told me I had the sexiest ass of any gal he knew and that he wanted to have my virgin ass really bad. I told him firmly and unequivocally NO. I was not into anal sex and the answer is NO, No ifs ands or buts! I know it’s a big fantasy for a lot of guys and I can even understand why they would want it but from a women’s point of view there’s not much in it for us and from what I’ve heard it can be extremely painful. Considering the size of Richard’s cock I would say extremely painful would be a gross understatement! How many guys would enjoy a big dildo shoved up their ass? Guys would cringe at the thought. Biologically I don’t believe there is a big difference between a man’s ass and women’s, if anything it would be easy for a guy to take something up their asses considering they are physically bigger. I mean I am only 115lbs! Mention shoving anything up their asses and they run in mortal terror yet they expect us gals to bend over like good little girls and let them shove their cocks up our asses and enjoy it! I don’t think so! Just another example of the male double standard!

One of my girlfriend’s boyfriends kept pestering her about anal sex. She confided in me that she was worried he would cheat on her with someone else who would give it to him if she didn’t. She finally gave in and let him do her in the butt and she told me it was painful as hell. She endured the agony just to please and satisfy him and after that he wanted it all the time. She hated it! Turns out he ended up cheating on her anyway and they broke up. I’m not the type of women to do things just to please a man or to worry about him leaving me if I didn’t. Personally I think it’s pretty pathetic when a women does that. So no, I wasn’t about to go and let Richard or any man do me in the butt just to satisfy their kinky fantasy.

Although I had no desire for anal sex my self I must admit I was kind of excited by the fact that Richard wanted my ass so bad. It was kind of a turn on knowing he lusted so intensely after my tight little butt. He was always glancing at my butt whenever I had my back turned. I could see him in the mirror checking out my ass. It was very flattering. As a result I would always wear outfits that accented my tight rear end whenever we went out just to see the desire in his eyes when he glanced at my butt. Kind of like the way a gal with big breasts would were a low cut top and all the guys would keep glancing at her. I would stand provocatively in front of him with my back turned, my hips to one side and my butt thrusted out slightly. It use to drive him crazy and whenever we danced, more often then not I would turn around with my back to him and I would wiggle my sexy little butt against his hard cock. I remember once while brushing my hair with my back to him wearing only a g-string panty and standing provocatively on purpose with my hips thrusted back, he said, Alyson, your ass is so hot, I would give my left nut for a chance to fuck that tight virgin ass of yours. I backed up into him and rubbed my ass seductively against his crouch and whispered, is this what you want lover, do you want my sexy little ass, do you want to put that big cock of your all the way up my tiny little asshole? Would you like to do it in my virgin ass? I even pulled my g-string to one side, reached back with my hand, grabbed his penis and rubbed the head of his cock against my anus but ready to pull away quickly should he try to penetrated me. He got so excited and was breathing heavy. His eyes had that glazed lustful look as he started down at my ass. Then I said keep on dreaming lover, not in this lifetime! I know, I am such a tease. It’s such a sexy feeling of power knowing the effect my ass had on him. I didn’t leave him totally high and dry. I did turn around , get on my knees and give him a blowjob to orgasm letting him cum hard in my mouth. I confess I got a kick out of teasing him. I had no intentions of ever having anal sex but it was erotic and sexy the way he wanted my ass so bad. I equate it to us gals getting all dressed up in our hottest outfits and strutting our stuff at the nightclub. Its sexy just to see all the guys lusting after us. We may not have any intentions and of being with any of them but it’s fun to be desired and wanted. I am sure every gal understands this!

Four weeks into our passionate affair my 25th birthday came up on a weekend and Richard invited me up to his uncles lake house cabin for the weekend. He took Friday off to fix up the cabin for us and I was to meet him up there after work. I ended up working late and didn’t head up there until Saturday morning. The cabin was beautiful, right on the lake. It had a fireplace, Jacuzzi and a gourmet kitchen. It was very cozy romantic. Richard rented a boat and took me water skiing. He film izle looked great, tan and muscular in his swim trunks. The cabin and lake were in a very secluded area so I wore my sexiest florescent G-string bikini and I thought I looked incredibly hot in it. It really showed off my sexy tight butt and legs and my lean tight stomach! I could see the lust in Richards eyes as he watched me lounge out seductively on the boat showing off my assets especially my tight ass. I would bend over seductively in front of him and rub oil sensuously over my ass. I would stand bent over on the railing with my butt sticking out for him to admire. I could see I was driving him crazy with desire. We flirted all day on the but retrained from touching each other. This was Richards idea, he said he had something very special planned for my birthday. Oh, I couldn’t wait!

We had a beautiful candle lit dinner. Richard cooked me a delicious seafood pasta dish. He is quite a chef. It was so romantic. He had soft jazz playing in the background. It was a perfect birthday dinner. I couldn’t have asked for a better. We had a few bottles of wine and I was feeling tipsy, very sexy and horny as hell. We began making out passionately and he had me naked and out of my sundress in seconds! I was so hot for him. He lifted me up and carried me to the work out room and laid me down on the work out bench. The room had mirrors all around and you could see yourself from every angle. I thought what a sexy room to make love in. Richard then produced a pair of velvet lined handcuffs and said I have a surprise for you. He wanted me to bend lengthwise over the workout bench with my knees on the ground and my stomach and tits laying on the bench. I was hesitant but he bent over and sucked gently on my nipples sending shivers all through my body and whispered trust me baby. This is your birthday surprise. You are going to love it. Overwhelmed by lust I threw caution to the wind and against my better judgement I let him hand cuff me to the bench. He licked me sensuously down my spine driving me crazy. He then slipped velvet lined leather buckles around my thigh tying them to the legs of the bench. He asked me to see if I could move and sure enough I was immobilized with my hands hand cuffed out in front of me to the front legs of the bench and by legs tied to the real legs. I must admit I felt so helpless and vulnerable but in a sexy way being tied up bent over like that with my privates totally exposed. I could see myself tied up from all angles in the mirrors. I thought I looked very hot tied up like that.

Richard then put a tape in the VCR and turned on the TV in the workout room. It was a XXX movie and it showed a gal tied up in the same position as me! The man in the movie then began to lick the girl between the legs licking every inch of her pussy. At the same time I felt Richard doing the same thing to me. I could see him in the mirror licking me. Oh god, It was so hot! The man in the movie began to lick the girls anus sticking his tongue up her bottom and sure enough Richard began doing the same thing. I’ve never had anyone do that to me but it felt so kinky and nasty. My senses were running crazy, seeing the girl ass getting licked, feeling Richards tongue probing my ass and watching ourselves in the mirror. Richard began fingering my pussy and caressing my clit while he tongue fucked my ass and I came hard moaning against the bench and tensing my body against the restraints. Knowing I was helplessly tied heightened my pleasure! As I slowly returned to my senses I heard a girl saying No, no, not there. I cleared my head and looked at the TV to see the man in the movie rubbing oil on his cock and fingering the girls ass with the girl pleading NO. He then moved up behind the girl and began to penetrate her ass with his cock. The girl was crying now and pleading for him to stop and all of a sudden I had a queasy feeling of fear in my stomach and it dawned on me what this was all about.

I looked back at Richard and sure enough he had a bottle of oil and was rubbing it all over his huge thick cock which looked even more enormous in my present predicament. He had that smile of danger on his face except now I really felt scared. I should of seen this coming! Why else would he want me tied up in such a position. I didn’t even think to question the position so caught up was I with the romantic dinner and all. I could kick myself. I should of known better. Richard was a man use to getting what he wants, the way he forced my head down when he came. I was getting more scared by the minute. I said NO Richard. I’m not into that. Untie me now! I mean it! This is not funny. Let me up now. He just smiled and said dreams do come true my little tease! God, I’ve been playing with fire all this time and now I was about to get burned! I told him I’ll scream if you don’t untie me NOW! My voice broke as I said it and I didn’t sound nearly as tough as I wanted to! He just continued smiling that evil grin of lust and desire. He said seks filmi izle softly, go ahead baby. We are in the middle of nowhere. There is no one here to hear you. I wanted your ass from the first day I laid eyes on you little cock tease. Did you have fun flaunting your sexy little ass on the boat today? I don’t see you wiggling your little ass now do I. I am really going to enjoy fucking that tight virgin ass of yours Alyson. I felt cold oil drip down my ass and he began probing my tight anus with his fingers forcing one then two into me. I couldn’t believe this was happening! I screamed and told him to stop. This is rape! I’ll call the police and have you thrown in jail! He just kept working his fingers in me. He was stretching my anus sending streaks of pain through my body. He removed his fingers and I felt the head of his hard cock against my anus. The girl in the movie was sobbing and moaning now while the guy pounded against her, dilating her anus with his cock. I could see Richards cock at the entrance of my ass in the mirror. It looked so HUGE against my tiny anus. He would literally split me in two. I struggled helplessly against my restraints as panic began setting in. Richard began pushing hard against me and white hot pain flashed through me as the big head of his cock penetrated my virgin ass. I screamed out loud in pain! Despite my best efforts not to I began crying. I began begging him to take it out and I hated how weak and whiny my voice sounded to me. My ass began spasming violently against his invading cock. The pain was so intense, unlike any I have ever felt! I begged, please Richard, take it out, it hurts, it really hurts. You’re too big! You’ll really damage me! He just smiled and said, Alyson, your ass feel so hot around my cock! I am going to fuck your beautiful hot sexy bottom with every inch of my cock and you’re going to learn to take it all! Every inch of it up that hot tight virgin ass of yours. With that he began forcing his cock deeper and deeper into my rectum sending unbelievable pain shivering through my body. I could see his huge cock disappear inch by inch into my widely dissented anus. It looked impossible that it could fit there. He sank every inch of his thick cock into me tearing me apart. I felt like I was going to be split in two! I could feel him in the middle of my stomach as he impaled his huge cock mercilessly into my body, violating me and sodomizing me completely. I began sobbing uncontrollably while cramps wrecked my abdomen and burning pain ripped through my rectum and anus. I was stretched and filled to the limit. I couldn’t believe how my fantasy weekend became such a nightmare! I begged Please take it out, please Richard, I’m so sorry I teased you. Please I am begging you. Please stop, it hurts so bad! Richard ignored my cries of pain and began licking my back telling me how incredibly hot my tight oiled ass felt around his cock. He gripped my hips hard and thrusted deeper into me. I could see images of him sodomizing me brutally from all angles in the mirrors! Three other guys had joined the first guy in the movie and they all took turns pounding the helpless girl’s ass. The girl was sobbing just like me and the guy would pull out and cum all over her face, while another guy quickly took his place in her tortured ass.

Richard began pulling out half way only to trust back deeper and harder in to my bowels. Pain ripped through me with each thrust as he fucked my ass without restraint. I could feel him hitting my insides deep within my belly. I cried helplessly with each thrust of his cock hoping my torment would end soon. Richard fucked my ass for what seemed like an eternity. The intense pain in my ass subsided to a throbbing burning pain but each thrust still caused sharp flashes of pain deep within me where the head of his cock was battering deep within my belly gaining entrance to recesses far within my body. After what seemed like an eternity Richard began jack hammering into my bowels causing me to scream out again in pain and I felt him beginning to cum. He unleashed what seemed like endless streams of cum deep within my defiled bowels. He gripped my arms hard as his body tensed in orgasm. I could feel his cum filling my bowels, spurt after spurt of his seed. I could see his face in the mirror with an expression of pure ecstasy as he ejaculated into my ass. When his orgasm finally subdued, he collapsed on top of me and whispered into my ears how great it was and how sexy hot and erotic my ass was. I wanted to KILL him. He slowly withdrew his cock from by tortured ass leaving my dilated hurt and exposed. Sensing I was not about to forgive him, he left me tied up and exposed there on the bench. Through teary eyes, I could see my anus red swollen and dilated in the mirror from the punishment it received. I was still sobbing uncontrollably. What a birthday this turned out to be. I looked up at the TV to see three , four maybe five guys all standing around this poor girl ejaculating all over her pretty face! What pigs guys can be and I found out first hand tonight just how much! Richard came back with his bags packed. He told me that was the best sex he ever had. I was too hurt to respond. He handed me the keys to the handcuff and left.

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Shanti’s Sexual Odyssey Ch. 03

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Suhas was a famous businessman and had accounts in all the accounts but loved the bank where Shanti worked – she was his attraction and he had a big role in turning her into a paid whore, the Bank Manager Sumit himself a recipient of Shanti in all forms, offered her to Suhas as a ‘gift’ for the multicrore investment the tycoon made in the private bank and Shanti became a sex toy of the varied pleasures she and Chitra offered.

He fucked her on Varamhalxmi day every year since last 3 years – he loved the smell of Shanti with that dress on her – the smell of the incense sticks on her saree, the silk saree per se, the scent of the rituals on her and above all the beauty radiated after the pooja and he love fucking her – inserting the flowers and the pearl necklace and the silver thread in her cunt and ass at the same time while she took his cock in her mouth along with the milk she would bring in the silver vessel – which she would pour on hid dick before devouring it. It was extremely difficult to make out the slut in her – she was pious spiritual and above all extremely docile and dormant – and temple freak – a very religious woman on the outside and nobody could ever know what a slut she was inside.

Suhas besides being a well off man also was an ex neighbor of Shanti and had seen her as a child and especially when she was 18 – on the marriage of his own son- made the sinned mother of Shanti who was his whore – offer her daughter to him at the same time while her daughter was losing her hymen to the new husband – it is a different story that Suhas and the son-in-law Shyam fucked Geeta – the mother and Shanti together multiple times and in various holes and left them in spunk for days.

He was well-off and enjoyed spending his money on whores and call-girls, especially Shanti.

He knew her for nearly 11 years now –she was 26 and married and she was the best, and only three other women he knew came close, mother Geeta who was now touching 50 but still had all the sex in her cunt as much as Shanti, her sister, Chitra, their other niece, Neena and her friend Maya and Reema.

These were the finest women to fuck in the country and, quite possibly anywhere. Suhas was a well-travelled man. To his mind, few women were as sexy or competent. What set these girls apart was their unbridled and evident enjoyment of their fuck moments one was passionately addicted to sex. There was nothing mechanical about their lovemaking, no hint of indifference or jealousy, no matter how many times they fucked him. They gave themselves completely to him, as they would to a lover or a bridegroom.

Suhas looked forward to a night of exceptional fucking. As an old fuck mate and her regular client and because he wanted privacy – he was going to enjoy her at Shanti’s place – the safest, the night was clear and warm, with a gentle breeze from the sea. Shanti and he were out on the broad, long porch,Shanti was seated on the top but one step, looking relaxed and lovely. She wore a dangerously small kurti, the brassiere barely covering her breasts, the panty very small and thin, barely covering her cunt. The lehanga was see- through and in fact as good as not there.

Shanti was extremely sexy, very sexy sensual and desirable – Suhas saw it in her when she was eighteen, while she would visit his place aa a friend of his daughter – he wanted her since then and a time came to fund her education and the price was – she gave him all her holes in the presence and with the assistance of her mother Geeta – who was a socialite whore- all her children were born to different fathers – and the man she married, Rangan – was a cockold like the husbands of her daughters, that ran in the Family.

Shanti was tall – for an Indian woman, around 170 cms, with an extremely well-kept figure. Her face was round and sweet, with a pert little nose, dark, hooded eyes, hair that hung to the middle of her back in a wave and was clipped behind her neck in a pony-tail with a broad tortoise-shell clip. Her rosebud mouth was lightly rouged. Her skin was smooth and creamy and fair, and she had square hands and feet. The wrists and ankles were slender and nicely turned the limbs smooth and unflawed. Her breasts were full and high and firm. They thrust invitingly outward, erotik film izle squeezed together by the taut silver colored blouse to form a delectable cleavage with the black bra.

Her belly was flat and firm, her hips curved with slender buttocks, her legs shapely.

She wore a thin gold necklace.

Suhas had attended her marriage when she was 23 years to Sridhar, but that only made it more exciting. There was a diamond ring on one hand and a gold wedding band on the other. Suhas was a tall, well-built man in his late forties, much older to her. He had a good, hard, lean body. He had a V-shaped, hairless torso with a hard, flat belly. The chest was broad and deep, the shoulders and arms thick with muscle, as were his legs. His face was lean and handsome, clean-shaven, with a firm jaw and a fine nose and a slim mouth. His hair was cut short, the eyes dark and deep-set. Shanti knew his body intimately.

Shanti let her eyes slide over his body and felt a ripple of genuine desire. She returned his smile. He moved closer to her. She leaned on her elbows of the step behind her and tilted her face up. He reached down and cupped her pretty face in one hand, his eyes sliding down the deep valley between her breasts. The blouse was of some translucent material, and he could see the stubby points of her nipples through the bra which was completely soft and skinny and the dark shadow of their aureoles.

She toyed with her necklace sensuously, twining her fingers in it, moving it between her breasts, encircling one mound with the chain, stroking her nipple with it. She lifted the necklace to her sensual lips, parting them, letting her tongue slide out and around the gold braid, plucking at it with her lips. He grinned. “Horny?”

“Very. And getting hotter by the minute.”

“That’s good.”

“It’s what you pay for. And you have been fucking me since that night when Mala your daughter was into her first night – don’t whether she lost her cherry – I lost mine to your massive prick and soon – two days later , you took my ass.”

“Is that all that matters to you?”

She grinned. “No. You know that. It’s the man that counts .and I’m glad you do,” she replied softly, her eyes glittering.

He bent forward and cupped her breast in one hand, his head bending to hers. He felt her breast swell and harden in his hand, the nipple shooting erect as their lips met. Her lips parted slowly beneath his, her tongue snaking out to fence against his,her lips plucking at his. He flicked the straps of her bra through the blouse – tore the blouse off her shoulders and they fell low, exposing her now turgid breasts. She sighed and her face became gently suffused with pleasure as he fondled one breast then the other. His head dipped, his tongue sliding down her neck.

Shanti’s body warmed at his touch. He was a good lover, competent and gentle, and she enjoyed the sex. He plucked off the blouse completely and fondled her breasts, relishing the weight and shape and size of them, thumbing the erect nipples gently. Shanti murmured softly in deep pleasure. His lips hovered tantalizingly over her breast, and Shanti sighed deeply, her eyes closing languidly. She arched her chest to his face, lifting and squeezing the mound to his lips. She gasped softly as his tongue snaked out and swirled over her aureole and nipple, flicking at it rapidly. His finger slid between her thighs through the silk saree and petticoat and they parted without hesitation. Suhas slid his thumb under her panties and rolled them down. She kicked them off quickly, saree petticoat and panties and forked her legs wider still. He slid his forefinger down her crack and it came away wet. Suhas grinned at the look of un-faked lust on her face, and bent his head to her breasts again. She arched, her face turning to one side as his lips parted and she felt her gorged breast slip into his warm, moist mouth. Her body arched and she clenched his head, her eyes half-closed.

“Mm, that’s lovely,” she murmured. “Yes … ohhh yes …”

Suhas sucked on her breast gently, then more firmly, and she gasped, moaning thickly as his teeth and tongue rippled at her breast-tips. He scraped his teeth across the nipple, squeezing and crushing the other breast, pinching film izle and twirling and tweaking the nipple in his fingers. His tongue rolled and coiled and swirled lovingly around the one in his mouth.

“Mmmmm, yes ohhhhhh yes baby yes …” Shanti moaned softly.

Suhas moved to the other breast, and now Shanti raised her foot high, pressing it to his crotch. Suhas’ cock throbbed and began to rise. She began to stroke it through his trousers with her shapely foot, moving it up and down. Suhas sucked on her breast hard, making her whimper thickly. Slowly, he slid lower, his body warming as she caressed him. She leaned back further, tilting her face upward as he kissed her fair belly and ran his tongue through her navel, stroking her thighs with his fingers. Her legs splayed wider apart and her hips arched as his head slipped even lower. He paused, his mouth inches from her fuzz-rimmed cunt-lips and chuckled as she lifted her loins and clawed her cunt-lips open. “C’mon Suhas … lick my cunt …,” she muttered.

He leaned forward, pulling her cunt-lips open and she moaned thickly as his hot breath seared into her cunt. His tongue swirled into the pool of cunt-juice between her thighs and Shanti moaned thickly and her head dropped forward. Her lips parted and her face glowed with excitement. Her shoulders hunched and her breasts felt hot and swollen and hard. She caressed them sensuously, watching him tongue-fuck her, excited as much by the sight as by the exquisite sensations flooding her loins. His tongue darted in and out and rolled round and round in her cunt. His head swam with the taste and musky smell of her cunt-juice. She gripped his head and moved it round and round and up and down between her thighs, moaning as it rippled in her slit. Her loins writhed and twitched under his mouth.

“Mmm … ohhhh yes … mmm yeh ohhhh mmmm yeh ohhhhh yes yes … mmm, yes … ohhh that’s so good … yes …,” she moaned softly, arching her head.

He left her teetering on the verge of an orgasm when he rose to his feet, his lips shining with her juices. Shanti was in deep heat now, like a rutting bitch. He smiled. Like the very best whores, Shanti enjoyed her fuck with im.

Shanti slid to her knees before her client and, reaching up, undid his shirt, knotting the ends at his waist. Then she flicked open his trousers and slid down the zipper, tugging the trousers down to his ankles. His cock was thickening already, big and long and dark. She took it in her hands and he gasped as her adroit fingers curled lovingly about the thick, vein-ridged shaft. She began to caress his cock, jerking it slowly, rolling it in her open palms. She was an experienced and adroit lover and knew how to give pleasure.

She slid the foreskin back and he gasped as her long tongue snaked out and coiled and swirled over his cock-head. It was wet and warm, incredibly erotic. His loins surged violently. He controlled himself head bent, his breath short, jerking his hips at her face. Her lips parted and slipped down around his cock-head, her tongue still flicking at his, teasing it. Slowly, she took more and more of it into her moist, warm mouth and her cheeks hollowed and her face distended as she began to suck his penis, still jerking his tool with her hand. Her head bobbed slowly back and forth. She paused, licked his cock-head than resumed her sucking. Dipping her head, she sucked his balls, tongued them, drew her tongue down into the crevice between his buttocks, rose again sucked him again.

Suhas fucked her mouth slowly, holding her head, moving it back and forth to suit his pleasure, his hips pumping and jerking slowly at her face.

“Ohhh fuck yes!”

Suhas bent his head and gasped, riveted and excited by the sight of his enormous cock sliding wetly in and out of her lovely lips. His cock throbbed, his loins burned and there was an ache deep in his belly.

“Mm … yeh … ohhhhhh yes Shanti yes … c’mon bitch … suck it good … mmm, yeh that’s it … oh yeh baby … yeh … suck it… c’mon slut … suck it hard … OHHhhh yeh that’s good ohhh yeh yeh … that’s it … mm, yes baby yes … suck it, you whore… suck my cock … mm yes … suck it hard!” he moaned.

He tugged her to her feet and she turned around, standing seks filmi izle on the ground and leaning over on the topmost step on her hands, her buttocks thrust back at him. Suhas stood behind her and, moistening four fingers with his tongue lubricated her anus. He masturbated for a minute, and then pressed his penis into the cleft between her buttocks and smeared her asshole with his gunk. Shanti knew that he loved fucking butt. Fortunately, she enjoyed it, too.

“I want your ass, whore,” he rasped. “I want to fuck your butt.

Come on, whore … let’s do it!”

She was ready to please him, he was the man who took her ass the first time and he only like her ass and rarely speared her cunt. Moaning softly, Shanti leaned forward to rest her shoulders on the top step and reached back and pulled her buttocks open, exposing her puckered anus. His eyes glittered with lust at the sight of her creamy buttocks pulled wide in her hands, the gold wedding band glinting. Her puckered anus was irresistible temptation.

“Shove it in, Suhas,” she gasped. “Come on, fuck my ass … I want your cock in my butt … fuck it hard!”

Shanti’s client grinned at her words and flexed his buttocks. His swollen cock-head popped into her asshole. She cried out, her head snapping up, her mouth jerking open, her lips drawn back in a rictus, but remained as she was, holding her buttocks open. Suhas gripped her hips and flexed his buttocks and slid his hips forward, squeezing and forcing his penis into her rear channel. Shanti gasped loudly. His penis was hot and hard and throbbed fiercely in her ass. Waves of pain and pleasure washed over her. Spreading his legs wide on either side of her hips so as to penetrate her even deeper, groaning and flinging his head back, Suhas flexed his buttocks and, his belly sucking inward, eased his hips forward pushing his cock inexorably into her ass. Deeper and deeper it went, and she cried out in agonized lust as it sizzled and seared into her. At last, he was buried in her ass with his thighs pressed to her buttocks, her hands pinned between their bodies. He relaxed lightly and she pulled her hands away and clung to the edge of the top step, panting and groaning in an agony of pleasure. Her buttocks moved slightly, swaying and writhing against him. Suhas chuckled softly and leaned forward to squeeze her swollen, pendulous breasts that swung like succulent jack- fruit.

“Like it, eh, cunt?” he grunted, nuzzling her neck. “Like my prick in your ass, eh?”

“Yes,” she whimpered. “Oh god yes!”

Slowly, grunting with pleasure, the handsome man fucked Shanti’s butt. His buttocks un-flexed slowly and his cock slid outward. He paused for a fraction of a second and then slowly skewered her anus again with a low sigh of pleasure. Shanti moaned thickly, her body swaying and undulating erotically under his. His hands slid down to her hips and he slid out and in again. Her anus convulsed and spasm on his throbbing penis.

“Mmm … yeh … your asshole’s nice and hot and tight, as the first time six years ago, Shanti,” he grunted. “Yeh … take it … take my prick, whore … yeh … that’s it … mmmm … yes …”

“Ohhh … UNHHHH … OHHHH … OHHHH … Unhhhh OHHHH!” she moaned.

Suhas sodomised Shanti slowly and unhurriedly, savouring every minute. His hips swung gently yet steeply back and forth, his penis sliding in and out a good six inches or more. Shanti lurched and jerked beneath him, her face contorted with pleasure as the pain receded. For several minutes, he butt-fucked her steadily as the fires grew and spread in his loins.

“Suhas,” she gasped. “Come in my ass … I want your jizz … in my ass!”

Shanti had her orgasm slowly, the climax building inexorably, than, flooding her with an intense warmth as her cunt and anus went into a spasm frantically on his stroking penis, Suhas gasped softly and swinging his hips in a gentle circle, spiraled deep into her anus. Shanti cried out as she felt his hard penis surge into her again. Deep in her, he held still, his hips twitching at her buttocks. With a low, shuddering moan, he exploded and Shanti gasped softly in joy, chewing her lower lip as the hot spoot spurted into her anus.

With a satisfied chuckle, Suhas slid his penis out of Shanti’s anus. She fell to her knees, gasping and panting and whimpering, her head bowed between her arms. Her body trembled. Casually, Suhas strolled across the room, opened the fridge to a bottle of cold water.

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When I finally gathered the strength to crawl up on the bed, I took Anna into my arms and kissed her face all over, tender little pecks that ended with a full exploration of her mouth. I still had about as much strength as a newly-hatched chick. “So how did you like having your ass spanked and fucked, Jacky?” she said, gazing into my eyes.

“Not much,” I admitted. My ass-cheeks still tingled and my asshole felt like someone had driven a truck up it. “I hope we don’t have to do that again anytime soon.”

She giggled and kissed my nose. “I promise I won’t butt-fuck you again. At least not until you beg for it.”

“That’s not happening.”

“You may be surprised…but the important thing is, you learned something, right?”

“I guess.”

“Of course you did. You learned that you do not much like being on the receiving end. But as the good book says…’it is more blessed to give than to receive.’ And you do want to give me some of what I gave you, don’t you Sweetie?”

I nodded my head against the hollow of her neck, and licked at the sensitive line between her ear and throat. She moaned and squirmed. “I can’t wait for that, Jacky. I’m a little scared, because I’ve never had anything that big in my ass, but I think you’ve learned enough to do it without hurting me. Too much. I know it’s going to hurt. But I want to feel all of you inside me, and I want to feel your hot spunk shooting into me. No need to pull out this time, Jacky. Just hold me down and fuck me until you come.”

My cock rose like an inflating tire. I was still weak and shaky, but I was ready to give it a try. She gently disengaged herself from my embrace when my hands wandered from her enchanting breasts toward her sopping pussy.

“I think we both need a little soak in the hot tub before we try that. And maybe a hot drink?” She rose from the bed and pulled me to my feet. My knees were still like rubber.

“Poor baby. Just remember this is what an inexperienced girl feels like after she gets fucked for the first time. Or even the second or third time. So don’t expect her to hop up and start doing handsprings right after you’ve popped her cherry. Come on; I’ll help you.” She supported me as I shuffled toward the Jacuzzi. I was afraid to take long steps. It felt like my insides were about to fall out.

She helped me into the hot tub and I gratefully submerged erotik film izle up to my neck in the steaming water. I leaned back and let the bubbling jets massage away the soreness. She kissed my hair and turned away. “I’ll be right back, Sweetie. You just relax and think about the nasty things you are about to do to me.”

I watched her charming ass as she walked away, imagining bending her over and stuffing my cock into her tight little hole. And fucking that dusky channel until I busted a nut deep inside her. I was determined to make it last until she came at least twice. I closed my eyes and dreamed lurid visions of my heavily veined cock sliding in and out of her.

“Drink this, Jacky,” she said softly. She had settled next to me in the tub and was holding out a large coffee cup. “Maybe it will wake you up.” I took the cup and sipped. I didn’t particularly like coffee, but this was different. It had a strong chocolaty flavor and was laced with whipped cream. And something else. A warm glow started in my stomach and spread outward to my fingers and toes. Good.

“Chocolate Irish coffee, Jacky. Drink it up now.” I drained the cup, set it aside, and Anna climbed into my lap, straddling my hips. My hard cock was trapped between us, and she wiggled slightly, rubbing it against her flat stomach. I clasped her tight butt in my hands. If I lifted her just a few inches, my cock-head would line up perfectly with her pussy…

“No, Jacky! Sex in the hot-tub is really not such a good idea. And my pussy is still off-limits, unfortunately. So are you about ready to go back to bed?” I nodded eagerly and we climbed out of the tub, dried each other off, and walked to the bed with our arms around each other’s waists. She stripped back the quilts and piled the pillows in the middle of the bed, then wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me soundly. “Make me feel good, Jacky. I’m scared but I trust you. Just please don’t hurt me. Show me how much you love me.”

Apparently she was Little Virgin Annie once again. I pushed her back gently onto the bed and knelt between her thighs, parting them with my hands when she tried to cross her legs. I teased the lips of her slit with the tip of my tongue, tasting her excitement. Eating her pussy was becoming second nature, but I still loved every minute of it. I slid a finger in and out of her snatch as I sucked film izle her clit, then began tickling her asshole as her breathing deepened. I timed it perfectly so that when she started coming I was ready to squeeze a big squirt of lube into her rectum. “Oh my God,” she wailed as I followed the lube with two probing fingers. “It gets better every time you make me come. Fuck me now, before I lose my nerve. I want you so much, Jacky.” She draped herself over the pile of pillows, her cute butt elevated for easy access. I got on my knees behind her and spread the cheeks of her ass with my hands. Her quivering pink starfish was at my mercy.

I pushed my rigid cock down and rubbed it along her dripping slit. It lodged against her hot opening and I couldn’t resist letting just the head slide into her pussy. She squealed. “Not there, Jacky! Don’t…I can’t stop you, and I don’t really even want to. But please don’t. We shouldn’t take the risk.” Nevertheless I eased my cock into her steaming snatch up to the hilt and kept it there for long moments before regretfully withdrawing. I slipped one finger into her asshole and circled it around, stretching her while smearing a thick coat of KY onto my horny shaft with the other hand. Then came the moment of truth. I pushed the head of my cock against her clenched asshole and seized her lightly padded hipbones, pulling her back against me until the head popped into her. She sighed deeply and wiggled her pelvis. “Now go easy, Jacky. Fill me up, but do it slowly. Give me time to adjust to it.”

I pressed onward and inward, savoring the heat and tightness of her anal passage millimeter by millimeter. I paused my invasion when she started to tremble uncontrollably. “It hurts, Jacky. Is it all the way in yet?”

I leaned over her back to squeeze her breasts. Her nipples were like hard little pebbles when I pinched them. Then I reached around her waist to rub her clit. And pressed onward. She was crying quietly into her fist when I reached the three-quarter mark, so I stopped again and started to withdraw.

“No, don’t stop!” she wailed. “Give me a minute to get used to it! I want all of you in me! I want to feel your balls slapping against my pussy!”

I waited a few seconds, which seemed like forever, before I began fucking my cock into her ass with shallow strokes of no more than half an inch. I built up a slow but seks filmi izle steady rhythm; back a quarter of an inch, in a half inch. Her breathing matched my gentle thrusts, a sharp gasp when I invaded new territory and a relieved exhalation when I pulled back. I felt no urge to come. I knew it would happen when the time was right. I concentrated on the wondrous sight of my thick brown rod stretching her tiny pink asshole, and at long last I was completely inside her, my coal-black pubic hair crushed against her tender white ass. After a few moments to let her relax, during which time I massaged her clit with two fingers, one on each side of it, I began to fuck her in earnest. She couldn’t take more than about a three-inch stroke, and although I longed to pull out almost all the way and then slam into her, I restrained myself. My urge to come built slowly and surely, and when my balls drew up tight against the base of my cock I knew the moment was near.

“Stop now, Jacky!” she gasped. “I want to look into your eyes when you’re filling me up with hot sperm!”

I held still while she slowly eased herself off my impaling rod. The sight of my throbbing meat-stick emerging from her greasy hole was captivating, although I felt a pang of guilt when I noticed the streaks of blood from her abused rectum. Then my cock was out of her altogether, her asshole gaping wide open. She rolled over onto her back and opened her arms to me. I knelt above her and she quickly guided my cock back into her dilated anal hole. “Now fuck me until we both come, lover. I want to feel you squirt inside me.”

I began fucking her cautiously, but her hips rose and fell to meet my thrusts, and soon my balls were slapping rhythmically against her ass with every stroke. My urge to come had receded and I felt fully in control. I could feel the tension mounting in her taut little body, her copious pussy juices drenched my balls, and I knew her orgasm was not far off. At last she went over the edge and took me with her. She screamed when it hit her, then twined her fingers in my hair and looked into my glazed eyes when my first surge of come jetted into her. We writhed in each other’s arms as we ground out our ecstasy together. Our waves of orgasm peaked, receded, and peaked again, the intensity decreasing until we were both exhausted, our hearts hammering against each other. I held her as she gasped for breath, my cock softening rapidly for once. Her asshole still gripped me like a velvet finger-trap, but soon enough my shriveled dick popped out of her, followed by a gush of spent come which stained the bed sheet pink.

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My name is Ralph. I work in a small engineering firm. The owner is called Albert. He is a stocky and outgoing man. He has a young secretary, named Ann; she is small with dark hair and eyes. Normally, she works cheerfully, but lately, I have noticed her to be sad and nervous. I have less to do with her that with him, since he is very possessive toward her.

My work is mostly in the office, assisted by computers, but my duties include visiting factories and other sites where they hire us as inspectors. Then the boss verifies my plans and certifies them with his signature, in order to give the projects the go-ahead.

One day, I knocked on his door to show him one of my designs, but he didn’t open for me. I heard some noises, to which I didn’t pay any attention. I didn’t see the secretary at her desk, so I sat down there to wait for him, because it was necessary to submit this work very soon. Suddenly, I heard shouts. The boss scolded her with filthy words and I believed that she had made a mistake at dictation. Although I didn’t want to pay any attention, it made me nervous and impatient. Then, she was the one who screamed; that surprised me. I could wait no longer, so I tried to open the door, but it was locked from the inside. Then, the noises were of blows, things falling and hurried steps. Somehow, the door was unlocked and I rushed inside. The scene was hellish. Books, papers and even drawers lay on the floor and the desk was in total disorder. But the worst was when I saw them. Albert crushed Ann against a bookcase, sodomizing her! She had bruises on her arm and she even bled through her lip and nose, her blouse was torn, her bra was undone and her skirt was bunched around her waist. Her panties and shoes lay on the floor. It was obvious that he was raping her! She begged me for help almost breathlessly. I tried to separate them, but he didn’t budge. I hit him on his back with him hardly feeling it. I pulled his shoulder, he loosened up a little and I was able to throw him against his desk, due to his premature orgasm and to the fact that he had his pants around his ankles. I demanded an explanation from him, but he threw me a punch. I blocked the first one, but the next one sent me crashing against the shelf. I tried to kick his penis, smeared with his semen and her feces, but he blocked me with more force. I grabbed on the shelves, trying to imitate Jackie Chan to release my ankle, but he already had an advantage over me. He hit me harder, and she tried to pull him off me, but he brushed her away with a backhand blow; I shouted to her about her taking advantage of this to flee, while he was distracted hitting me and insulting me. I didn’t harbor hopes for myself but I would feel some relief if she survived. But something strange happened. The guy gave a holler, vomited blood on me and collapsed. His breathing was labored, since had some stabs in the back and bled profusely. I lifted my gaze and I saw her in front of us. She held a letter-opening knife; I then remembered the threatening and mocking moves that he sometimes made with that instrument. Then she explained to me that he used it to subdue her when his pattern of sexual harassment became physical. We then got frightened, now that he was in his death throes. I told her to call an ambulance, and she did, but it was useless: our boss had died. I wanted to give him first erotik film izle aid, but I felt nauseous, besides, I could hardly move his large frame. The paramedics took too long to arrive and they also had difficulty when they lifted the corpse in order to carry it to the hospital. We also had to go to treat our multiple wounds and to extract evidence of the violation which that savage perpetrated against the unfortunate Ann.

The doctors in the emergency ward called the police, and they proceeded to interrogate us. Both of us narrated the facts as they happened, hoping that justice would be on our side, but they pressed charges on us, as if it were a conspiracy. We had to plead “no-contest” to some misdemeanors, and they put us on probation, being this our first offense. They hardly considered her rape and our self-defense, not even the fact that the autopsy showed that the boss was under the effects of drugs, perhaps cocaine or some hallucinogen.

When we came to work after the sentence, Dave, my boss’s partner, met with us. He began saying:

“From now on, I am taking charge during this trial period. I won’t fire you, despite a condition of your probation is that you cannot see each other, but this contract is worth a lot and I don’t want to lose it. Ralph, you’ll get more field work, and if you should come to the office, we will make arrangements so that Ann is not around. When we finish the project, you will go to a seminar that would enable you to certify the works that Albert used to sign, with paid expenses.”

We also had to go to counseling sessions, which we hoped that would repair the psychological damage, but court officials could also supervise us.

One day, Mr. Dave called Ann into the office to dictate a letter to her, but it seems that she still had very fresh memories of the incident, and she refused to step inside. The boss got very angry, but did not express it, because he could sympathize with her grief. But he grew impatient and he called me:

“Ralph, this girl is in shock! You come soon, I no longer know what to do!”

“And what about the probation?”

“Screw probation! Just help me!” (At least, she was not in the office, because the mention of such obscenity would have pushed her into a worse post-traumatic crisis.)

I went to the office and saw her. She made a supreme effort not to crumble, trying to maintain a serene demeanor. She begged the boss to dictate to her from the outside, but he flatly refused, saying:

“Miss, you must learn to overcome this, because if you don’t, you will never work in an office again.”

I cut in and I told her:

“Sir, go to the office, but leave the door open.”

He went in and sat down behind his desk.

I walked toward her, not afraid of being discovered by the authorities, and I told her:

“Ann, there is nothing to fear. That bad man cannot hurt us any more.”

She remained motionless and she looked at me with a blank expression. Then, I thought of something unexpected to say:

“You are my hero. Yes! You saved me, when that bastard was pummeling me. If it weren’t for you, Albert would have killed us both. Indeed, you are very brave!”

Tears streamed on her cheeks, but somehow, she drew strength from my words. I offered to walk her into the office, and then, she consented. The film izle boss allowed me to remain there while he dictated his first lines, but I had to leave soon. She looked for me with her gaze, and I turned around and said to her:

“I am here, my friend.”

She breathed deep and she replied:

“I am all right now. Thank you.”

I closed the door, and although I expected her to come out, or at least, open the door to avoid feeling claustrophobic, nothing happened. Only the voice of the chief engineer was heard dictating his letter, so I returned to the “field.” I had some difficulty to concentrate on my work that afternoon, and after arriving to my house, I was the one who broke down with tears.

Time passed and the boss decided to go into retirement definitively. He called us together again and he announced to us that the probation had already concluded because the socio-penal reports had been very favorable, so there was no longer any restraint order between her and me. In fact, our former boss did not die from the stab wounds, which were not so deep, but because of the drugs and his own adrenalin, although the loss of blood played a role in his death. I had already earned my professional license, so he gave me a free hand in order to take over at the office, according to my better judgement. We could even hire other employees, and so, Ann became an office manager, and were brought junior engineers and secretaries into the firm. We even hired draftsmen, technicians, a webmaster and a legal advisor; the prosperity of the firm allowed us those luxuries.

Everything went well from then on, but one afternoon, when we were closing for that day, she came to me in a certain mood that I didn’t understand at first, and she told me:

“Ralph, please come to my home. I need to get a load off my chest, and only you would be able to understand me.”

She gave me her address, which I didn’t know before, and I followed her in my car. When we arrived to her apartment, she put on a kimono-style robe, she cooked a light dinner, and after eating and cleaning, she led to me to her sofa, she took a deep breath and she began to say to me:

“I need to speak to you about something that I could not share with anyone else. Do you know why? Although I seem to feel all right, I have not yet recovered from my experience.”

I replied to her:

“It hasn’t been easy for me either. And I will tell you what has been the worst: the mere fact of being accused. I trusted that they would understand us and they would do us justice. And what hurts me more, even now, it’s not so much bureaucracy. It is the fact that you had to go through all that.”

She agreed with me, saying:

“They treated us like criminals.”

“Precisely! Especially you. You were almost branded a murderess. You! My sweet Annie.”

I had the impulse of caressing her cheek, but a voice inside my head screamed:

“Are you crazy? She has just suffered a rape!”

I forced myself to shut up. I didn’t even dare to look at her, unsure of my feelings.

She sighed and told me:

“I never had the opportunity to thank you for saving me from that monster. All this time has been horrible. And those psychologists! They were useless. They were only good for hurting me more with their prehudice. But you could really help me!”

“How?”

“Come seks filmi izle with me.”

She led to her room. There she hugged me. I felt her tremble, and she stepped away from me. She met my gaze to gather resolve, and then, she took off her kimono, and stood naked before me. I was surprised, and she also blushed, but we smiled to each other. She approached me again, kissed me and helped me to undress. Upon seeing my penis, she motioned me to sit down to the edge of her bed and she knelt down to kiss it and take it in her mouth. She was not yet used to the sensation, so she soon dropped it and looked at me, but she remained determined to surrender to me. I lifted her by her arms and told her:

“If you want, we can stop.”

Ann began to say to me, full of mixed feelings:

“It’s all right. I want to do this. You see, that bastard left a stain in my body and only you could wash it off me: with your semen.”

My face brightened and I told her:

“On one condition.”

She smiled back at me and asked:

“What is it?”

“May I suck your breasts?”

She said, laughing:

“Of course!”

She leaned on the bed and I pressed my lips on her hardened nipples. I kissed them, I sucked them and I even opened my mouth wide in order to engulf her puffy areolae. She groaned from pleasure, and she begged me:

“Now, ‘eat’ my vulva.”

I gave her nipples one last lick, then I traced a path from there over her stomach until I reached her clitoris, and I licked it a little bit. I extended my tongue to stroke her labia, which swelled to receive such an exquisite caress, then I returned to her clitoris in order to bring her closer to an orgasm. Ann grabbed my head and pushed it toward her burning sex, and after shaking a little, she lifted my face to look at me in the eye and she asked me to penetrate her. She even put a condom on me. While I began entering her, she sighed:

“This was something that I always wanted to do, for such a long time.”

I felt very pleased and I pushed my penis deeper into her vagina, and I started with slow strokes, savoring the moment. She gasped loudly, and she hugged me tightly, relishing on the sensation. Then, she asked me:

“Take the condom off!”

I looked at her perplexed, but she met my gaze and insisted:

“My love, plunge it in my anus. Cleanse it with your semen, which is the only essence that should be in me.”

I pulled out reluctantly, and we shared a groan because of the void of my withdrawal. I pulled the condom off, and she daubed my penis with one of her beauty creams. She drew her thighs until her knees touched her round boobs and she relaxed her sphincter in order to draw my member into her rectum. I caressed her vulva to increase her pleasure, while I moved my glans over her perineum, to line my penis with her anus, I buried it up to my testicles and she sighed, and when I resumed my thrusts, she began having contractions, due to an intense orgasm. Her vaginal juices spilled out around her anus, easing me deeper, and I could no longer hold back, so I heard my own scream, much like in my childhood, and finally, I went rigid while discharging such a spurt of warm semen that I felt as if I were bleeding to death inside her bowels. She raised her face to kiss me in gratitude for healing her suffering once and for all. All of this felt so right, the best therapy that we could ever have, and we understood that all of the wrong done to us had happened for a powerful reason: to unite us in eternal love, for better or worse.

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