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merhabalar ben ender istanbuldan 33 yas 170 boy 66 kg esmer yak─▒s─▒kl─▒
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arayacag─▒n─▒ tahmin etmiyordum ama ┼čans─▒m─▒ demek istemi┼čtim.├çok
gecmeden bi cuma g├╝n├╝ i┼čteyken ├Âzelden bir numara arad─▒ act─▒m ender
beylemi g├žr├╝┼č├╝yorum evet dedim ben numaran─▒z─▒ netten ald─▒m dedi ┼čuan
m├╝sait olmad─▒─č─▒m─▒ i┼čte oldugumu saat 4 gibi aramas─▒n─▒ s├Âyledim
vardiyem bitmi┼č i┼čten c─▒kt─▒g─▒mda aramas─▒n─▒ bekliyordum inanm─▒yordum
ama eve geldimgimde telim tekrar ├žald─▒ arayan yine gizli numarayd─▒ act─▒m
telefonu arayan ayn─▒ ki┼čiydi m├╝saitmisiniz dedi evet buyrun m├╝saitim
dedim kendini tan─▒tt─▒ ismim suat biz ├žiftiz ve 3.c├╝ ar─▒yoruz daha
dogrusu ben de sertle┼čme problemi var e┼čimi tatmin edecek birini ar─▒yoruz
dedi sizinde nette resminizi g├Ârd├╝m aramak istedim dedi tabi nette y├╝z
profilimi degilde yarag─▒m─▒n resmini koymustum ­čÖé yarag─▒n─▒z ├žok g├╝zel
g├Âr├╝n├╝yor e┼čim aramam─▒ istedi dedi bende seve seve size
kat─▒labilecegimi dogru ki┼čiyi arad─▒g─▒n─▒ s├Âyledim yaln─▒z e┼čim
y├╝z├╝n├╝z├╝ g├Ârmek istiyor nas─▒l olacag─▒n─▒ s├Âyledigimde semt olarak
nerde oldgumu g├Âr├╝┼čmek i├žin d─▒sar─▒da bir ├žay i├žebilecegimizi
s├Âyledi numaran─▒z gizli nas─▒l arayacag─▒m─▒ sordugumda konunum itibariyle
b├Âyle olmas─▒ gerekiyo dedi bende kaydecek bi┼čeyimin olmad─▒g─▒m─▒
d├╝┼č├╝n├╝p verdigi adrese gitmeye karar verdim nereye gelecegimi sordugumda
biz kad─▒k├Âydeyiz dedi siz nerdesiniz diye sorunca avc─▒larday─▒m dedim
orta bir yer bulmak laz─▒m dedi neresi uygunsa sizin i├žin gelebilirim
diyince ozaman taksimde g├Âr├╝┼čelim dedi tamam deyip 2saat sonra orda
olacag─▒m─▒ s├Âyleyip sizi yoldan tekrar arar─▒m diyip teli kapad─▒ ama
i├žimde bi ku┼čku vard─▒ ya gelmezse diye ama yinede gitmeye karar verdim
taksime gidip meydanda beklemeye baslad─▒m o ara telim cald─▒ act─▒m arayan
oydu nerdesin diye sorunca meydanday─▒m dedim bizde orday─▒z oldugu yeri
tarif etti siyah bi megan ara├ž ta olduklar─▒n─▒ s├Âyledi telefonda
y├Ânledirerek arac─▒ bulmam─▒ saglad─▒ i├žeri davet ettiler araca bindim ama
g├Âzlerime inanamad─▒m e┼či ├žar┼čafl─▒ biri idi sadece g├Âzleri
g├Âr├╝n├╝yordu e┼čim aynur dedi bende ender memnun oldum dedim ama hala
┼čoktayd─▒m bu arada suat ┼ča┼č─▒rd─▒g─▒m─▒ anlay─▒nca neden bu kadar
┼ča┼čard─▒n diye sordu ├žar┼čafl─▒ birini beklemedigimi mazur g├Ârmelerini
istedim g├╝lerek normaldir dedi e┼činin sadece g├Âzlerini g├Ârebiliyordum
ama yapacak bi┼čey yok tu suat e┼čine nas─▒l diye sordu karar─▒n nedir dedi
bas─▒n─▒ sallayarak olur demek istedi hi├ž konusmuyordu suat ozaman eve
gidebiliriz diyince tamam diyip yola koyuldular 40 dakika yolculuktan sonra
evlerie gelmi┼čtik i├žeri girerken kalbim yerinden c─▒kacak gibiydi ama ne
c─▒karsa baht─▒ma diyip i├žeri girdim salona davet ettiler cekinerekte olsa
girdim ├žekincek bi┼čeyin olmad─▒g─▒n─▒ rahat olabilecegimi s├Âylediler
evleri cok zevkli d├Â┼čenmi┼č gayet iyi durumlar─▒ vard─▒ anlas─▒lan e┼či
ben bi ├žay demleyeyim geliyorum diyince sesini ilk defa duydum neyse
sohbette koyulmustuk ki e┼či ├žaylar─▒ getirdi ben espiri amacl─▒ evin
i├žinde b├Âyle carsaflam─▒ dolas─▒caks─▒n diyince ikiside g├╝lmeye
baslad─▒lar cok aceleci oldugumu sab─▒rl─▒ olmam─▒ s├Âyledi suat aceleden
degil i├žinde ne oldugunu merak ettigimden s├Âyledim diyince aynur
kahkahay─▒ patlatt─▒ ben ├╝st├╝m├╝ degi┼čeyim geliyorum diyip odas─▒na gitti
suata ne i┼č yapt─▒g─▒n─▒ sordugumda bo┼č ver ├Ânemli olmad─▒g─▒n─▒ s├Âyledi
gizli bir g├Ârevde olmal─▒s─▒n ki s├Âylemek istemiyorsun diyebildim temiz
birine benzedigimi s─▒r tutabiliecekmisin diye sordu bana g├╝venebilecegini
gayet s─▒rda┼č oldugunu s├Âyledim m├╝ft├╝l├╝kte ├žal─▒st─▒g─▒n─▒ ├žekindigi
i├žin gizli numaradan arad─▒g─▒n─▒ s├Âyleyince hak vermedim de degil biz
sohbete koyulmusken aynur ├╝st├╝n├╝ degi┼čmi┼č ve i├žeri girmi┼čti
g├Âzlerime inanmad─▒m o ├žar┼čaf─▒n i├žin den adeta afrodit gibi bir kad─▒n
├ž─▒km─▒st─▒ ├╝st├╝nde ask─▒l─▒ badi ald─▒nda bir kar─▒s mini etegi vard─▒
170 boyunda 75 hilo civar─▒nda sar─▒┼č─▒n bir kad─▒nd─▒ o an yarag─▒m tas
gibi olmustu bile caylar─▒ tazeleyip tam kars─▒ma oturup bacak bacak
├╝st├╝ne att─▒g─▒nda nutkum tutulmustu ee nas─▒l buldun diyince ┼čok
├╝st├╝ne ┼čok yasad─▒g─▒m─▒ s├Âyledim bu kadar g├╝zel olcag─▒n─▒ tahmin
etmemi┼čtim hatta bir an geri d├Ânmeyi d├╝┼č├╝nd├╝g├╝m├╝ s├Âyledim bende
senin nette yarag─▒n─▒n resmini g├Âr├╝nce ┼čok yasam─▒st─▒m dedi bende neden
diyice sorunca gayet iri duruyo dedi gercektem ├Âylemi diye sordu bende
neden yak─▒ndan bakm─▒yorsun dedigimde ayaga kalakarak yan─▒na gelip oturdu
kocas─▒ hi├ž konusmuyor sadece izliyordu yan─▒ma otutur oturmaz dudaklar─▒ma
yumuldu delice ├Âp├╝┼č├╝yor dillerimiz bir birini sarmal─▒yordu elini
yarag─▒ma att─▒g─▒nda oo sen cad─▒r─▒ kurmussun bile dedi ayaga kalkarak
elimden tutup yatak odas─▒na g├Ât├╝r├╝yordu kocas─▒da pe┼čimizden gelerek
olanlar─▒ izliyordu aynurla ayakta ├Âp├╝┼č├╝yor bir birimizi oksuyorduk bir
c─▒rp─▒da soyunmus c─▒r─▒l c─▒plak kalm─▒st─▒ yataga uzat─▒p ├Âp├╝┼čmeye
devam ediyorduk bir yandan ├Âp├╝yor bir yandan am─▒n─▒ g├Âg├╝slerini
oksuyordum kulak memelerinden baslay─▒p g├Âg├╝slerinin uclar─▒n─▒
di┼člerimle ezerek g├Âbegine indigimde aynur coktan inlemeye baslam─▒st─▒
g├Âbeginden am─▒na indigimde harika g├Âr├╝n├╝yordu yeni agda yapm─▒s mis
gibi g├Âr├╝n├╝yordu ├Ânce kokusunu i├žime ├žekecek yalamaya baslad─▒m
yalam─▒yo yiyordum adeta dilimi i├žinde gezdirip sular─▒n─▒ i├žiyordum aynur
saclar─▒m─▒ oksay─▒p suat bu harika yal─▒yo diye inliyordu kocas─▒ ise
sadece olanlar─▒ izliyor hi├ž konusmuyordu aynur yeter bende agz─▒ma almak
istiyorum diyip ayaga kalk─▒p bir c─▒rp─▒da soymaya baslam─▒st─▒ beni ├Ânce
g├Âmlegimi c─▒kar─▒p g├Âg├╝slerimi yal─▒yordu sonra a┼č┼čag─▒ egilip
kemerimi ac─▒p pantolonumu c─▒kart─▒p baxerle kalmam─▒ saglam─▒st─▒
yarag─▒m─▒ oksay─▒p ucuna ─▒s─▒r─▒klar konduruyordu yanlardan tutup
baxer─▒m─▒ indirince yarag─▒m surat─▒na carpm─▒st─▒ ellerinle kavray─▒p
resimdeki kadar varm─▒s harika diyerek agz─▒na alm─▒st─▒ harika yal─▒yordu
kafas─▒nda dilini dola┼čt─▒r─▒p k├Âk├╝ne kadar agz─▒na al─▒p tasaklar─▒m─▒
avucluyordu sonra 69 yaparak o beni bende onu yal─▒yordum am─▒n─▒ ve g├Ât
deligini ayn─▒ anda yalamak harika bir tatt─▒ daha ├Ânce ila├ž ald─▒g─▒m
i├žin bo┼čalmam imkans─▒zd─▒ aynur yalad─▒kca inliyor inledikce yal─▒yordu
bende am─▒n─▒n i├žinde ve g├Ât deligini dakikalarca yal─▒yordum aynur daha
fazla dayanamayacag─▒n─▒ onu i├žinmde istiyorum diyip s─▒rt ├╝st├╝ uzand─▒
hadi a┼čk─▒m sok onu i├žime demeye baslam─▒st─▒ bir yandan suata suat bana
b├Âyle bir yarak ve sikici buldugun i├žin tesekk├╝r ederim kocac─▒m diyordu
suatta gercekten harika yal─▒yor diyebildi sadece aynur hadi ender istiyorum
onu sok i├žime diyince ben bacaklar─▒n─▒n aras─▒na gecip am─▒na f─▒rca
cekiyordum aynur ise sok sunu orospu cocugu diye bag─▒r─▒yordu birden
k├Âkleyince aynurun c─▒gl─▒klar─▒ kulam─▒g─▒m─▒ sag─▒r etmi┼čti g├Âzleri
kaym─▒s zevkten 4 k├Â┼če olmustu dudaklar─▒na yap─▒s─▒p hem gidip geliyor
hemde ├Âp├╝┼č├╝yorduk aynur boynuma sar─▒lm─▒s harika bir yarag─▒n var ender
sik beni doyur beni yaraga diye yalvar─▒yordu baya bi gidip geldikten sonra
aynur ├╝ste c─▒kmak itiyorum diyip beni s─▒rt ├╝st├╝ cevirdi gercekten
harika siki┼čiyordu bi g├╝re┼č├ži gibi alt─▒na al─▒p yarag─▒m─▒n i├žinden
c─▒kmas─▒na izin vermemi┼čti ├╝st├╝nde z─▒play─▒p duruyordu deli gibi
z─▒pl─▒yordu g├Âg├╝sleri harika dans ediyordu iki elimle kavray─▒p
uclar─▒n─▒ s─▒k─▒yordum aynur agl─▒yormuydu bo┼čal─▒yormuydu anlam─▒yordum
h─▒zland─▒kca h─▒zlanm─▒st─▒ aniden ├╝st├╝me y─▒g─▒l─▒ verdi oh lar ahlar
i├žinde ter ak─▒yodu aynurdan harikas─▒n ender diyip dudaklar─▒ma
yap─▒sm─▒st─▒ ben geldim sen halen bo┼čalmad─▒n diyince ben zor gelirim
dedim hadi lan ordan bi┼čey kullad─▒g─▒n belli kimi yiyon diyince tecr├╝besi
ortaya c─▒km─▒st─▒ aynurun ama ├Ânemli degil daha g├╝zel sabaha kadar
sikersin dimi suat diyince kocas─▒ sadece kafas─▒n─▒ sallam─▒st─▒ o arada
aynur tekrar agz─▒na alm─▒st─▒ bile deli gibi yalay─▒p bo┼čalmam─▒ istiyordu
ben arkadan yaparm─▒s─▒n diyince bu yarak g├Âte girmeyince ne anlam─▒ diye
g├╝ld├╝ ben hemen g├Ât deligini yalay─▒p parmaklar─▒mla acmaya
cal─▒s─▒yordum aynuru domalt─▒p yarag─▒m─▒ bas─▒n─▒ t├╝k├╝r├╝kleyip deligine
dayam─▒st─▒m ama girmiyordu aynur suat i├žerden bebe yag─▒n─▒ getirsen
a┼čk─▒m diyince suat banyodan bebe yag─▒n─▒ getirmi┼čti aynur yarag─▒ma bebe
yag─▒n─▒ boca edince yarag─▒m daha bi g├╝zel g├Âr├╝n├╝yodu sonra kendi
g├Ât├╝ne s├╝r├╝p ┼čimdi dene diyince yine 4 ayak pozisyonuna gelmi┼čti biraz
zorlad─▒ktan sonra kafas─▒ girmi┼čti ama aynur c─▒gl─▒k c─▒gl─▒ga
bag─▒r─▒yodu y─▒rt─▒ld─▒ g├Ât├╝m orospu cocugu diye k├╝f├╝r ediyodu ben o
zevkle gidip geliyodum bir yandan g├Ât├╝n├╝ sikiyo bir yandan kal├žalar─▒n─▒
tokl─▒yor bir yandan am─▒n─▒ okusuyorsum biraz git geldikten sonra
bo┼čal─▒cag─▒m─▒ s├Âyledim aynur g├Ât├╝me degil azg─▒ma istiyorum diyince
g├Ât├╝nden c─▒kard─▒m azg─▒na verdim dilini d─▒┼čar─▒ c─▒karm─▒s d├Âllerini
dilimin ├╝st├╝ne bo┼čalt diyordu bir yandanda 31 cektiriyordu bana
bo┼čald─▒g─▒mda aynurun y├╝z├╝nden agz─▒ndan d├Âller daml─▒yordu yarag─▒m─▒
bi g├╝zel yalayarak temizlemi┼čti o g├╝n o geciktirici hap─▒ iyi ki
alm─▒s─▒m diye seviniyordum kendi kendime harika bir siki┼č yasam─▒st─▒m o
g├╝nden sonra aynurun kocas─▒ gibi olmustum haftada 2 3 g├╝n mutlak
yan─▒ndandayd─▒m bir daha ki sefere ben aynur ve ablas─▒ aras─▒nda ki
hikayemizi anlar─▒t─▒m bol siki┼čli g├╝nler ­čÖé ├žiftler ve bayanlar aray─▒n
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Bir sabah… G├╝ne┼č ben ve kad─▒n─▒m…

Saatin uyanmak i├žin daha erken oldu─čunu, g├Âz kapaklar─▒m─▒ hafif├že aralad─▒─č─▒m da g├Âzlerimin yanmas─▒ndan anlad─▒m. Tam yeniden uykuya dalacakt─▒m ki onu g├Ârd├╝m. Sigara i├žiyordu d─▒┼čar─▒y─▒ izleyerek. Uyand─▒─č─▒m─▒ anlamam─▒┼čt─▒. ─░htimal o ki, g├╝ne┼čin do─ču┼čuyla uyanm─▒┼čt─▒. Ve sanki g├╝ne┼č d├╝nyaya g├Ânderdi─či t├╝m ─▒┼č─▒klar─▒ onun bu haline do─čru hedeflemi┼čti. Gecenin a─č─▒r sevi┼čmi┼čli─či g├Âzlerindeki yorgunluktan belli oluyordu ama her ┼čeye ra─čmen nefis g├Âr├╝n├╝yordu hala. Yataktan kalkarken beraberinde s├╝r├╝kledi─či incecik pikeyi g├Â─č├╝slerini kapamak i├žin kullanm─▒┼čt─▒. ├ľn├╝ndeki muhte┼čem g├╝zellikleri bir nebze saklayabilen ince kuma┼č kal├žas─▒n─▒n o insan─▒ delirten g├Âr├╝nt├╝s├╝n├╝ kapamaya yetmemi┼čti. G├╝ne┼čle sevi┼čiyor gibi bak─▒yordu g├╝ne┼če ve san─▒r─▒m bu y├╝zden kuma┼č─▒n ├╝zerinden bile belli oluyordu memesinin b├╝y├╝m├╝┼č ucu. B├╝t├╝n gece a─čz─▒m─▒n i├žinde dudaklar─▒m─▒n aras─▒nda olan. G├╝ne┼čin k├╝├ž├╝k oyunlar─▒yla g├Âz├╝mde daha da mermerle┼čen v├╝cudu ├žoktan (g├╝ya) uyumakta olan beni heyecanland─▒rmaya yetmi┼čti. Zaten onunla iken nerede nas─▒l oldu─čunuzun bir ├Ânemi yoktu. Yolda y├╝r├╝rken bile (ki ├╝zerinde son derece s─▒radan giysiler bile olsa) herkesin onu arzulayarak izlemesine art─▒k al─▒┼čm─▒┼čt─▒m. Onun o do─ču┼čtan gelen kad─▒nl─▒─č─▒ y├╝r├╝d├╝─č├╝ yollarda kokusunu b─▒rak─▒r gibiydi.
Hani g├Ârmeseniz de hissedersiniz ya sizi birinin izledi─čini. San─▒r─▒m o hisle birden bana do─čru bakt─▒ ve ben kapad─▒m zaten yar─▒ a├ž─▒k g├Âzlerimi. K─▒sa bir s├╝re sonra dayanamay─▒p yeniden a├žt─▒m. K─▒m─▒ldamam─▒┼čt─▒ hi├ž yerinden ,ama duda─č─▒n─▒n kenar─▒ndan muzip bir tebess├╝m s─▒z─▒yordu. Anlam─▒┼čt─▒ onu izledi─čimi.
K─▒sa bir zaman sonra usul hareketlerle d├Ând├╝, s─▒rt─▒n─▒ benden tarafa vererek tam arkas─▒na ve dolaba do─čru ilerledi. Dolab─▒n ├Ân├╝ne geldi─činde b─▒rakt─▒ ├Ân├╝n├╝ ├Ârten kuma┼č─▒ yere. ─░ncecik bileklerinden yukar─▒ do─čru hi├ž acele etmeden seyretmeye koyuldum. D├╝zg├╝n bacaklar─▒n─▒n bitti─či yerde ba┼člayan ve hemen her kad─▒n─▒ k─▒skand─▒ran g├╝zellikteki kal├žas─▒n─▒n hemen sonras─▒nda bir heykeltra┼č─▒n hayalindeki kad─▒n─▒ ├žizermi┼čcesine oyulmu┼č belini ve s─▒rt─▒n─▒ izledim bu muhte┼čem kad─▒n─▒n. Onu izledi─čimin fark─▒ndayd─▒, buna emindim ├ž├╝nk├╝ o da bu oyunu devam ettirmek istermi┼čcesine yava┼č yava┼č hareket ediyordu. Ne giyece─čini bilemez gibi ├Ân├╝nde durdu─ču dolab─▒ izlerken avu├ž i├žleri ile belini kavrad─▒. K─▒s─▒k bir ses tonu ile konu┼čurken ellerini usuca kal├žalar─▒na g├Ât├╝rd├╝. Biliyordu bay─▒ld─▒─č─▒m─▒ kal├žalar─▒na ve onu izledi─čimin fark─▒nda olarak beni delirtmeye ├žal─▒┼č─▒yordu. Ok┼čad─▒ kal├žalar─▒n─▒ hafif hafif. Sonra birden bulmu┼č gibi ne giyece─čini ÔÇťhahÔÇŁ dedi ve elini att─▒ dolab─▒n i├žine. Buldu─ču ┼čeyi kendine do─čru ├žekerken yere d├╝┼č├╝rd├╝. Bacaklar─▒n─▒ hi├ž k─▒rmadan yere e─čildi almak i├žin ve tam da o an, o ├žapk─▒n g├╝ne┼č kal├žalar─▒n─▒n aras─▒ndan neredeyse ba─č─▒r─▒r gibi ortaya ├ž─▒kan alt dudaklar─▒na verdi b├╝t├╝n ─▒┼č─▒klar─▒n─▒. Kan─▒m─▒n tersten akt─▒─č─▒n─▒ hissettim ve dayanamad─▒m. Yataktan kalk─▒p kal├žalar─▒n─▒n aras─▒nda diz ├ž├Âk├╝p dudaklar─▒m─▒ alt dudaklar─▒ma dayamam san─▒r─▒m sadece birka├ž saniye s├╝rd├╝. S─▒r─▒ls─▒klamd─▒ kad─▒n─▒m ve sular─▒ndan sevi┼čmek kokular─▒ geliyordu. Bacaklar─▒n─▒n ├Ân├╝nden tutup, kendime do─čru yaslay─▒p y├╝z├╝me bulad─▒m ─▒slakl─▒─č─▒n─▒. Alt dudaklar─▒n─▒ usulca ├žeki┼čtirerek emdim sular─▒n─▒. Dilimi i├žinin derinlerine dokundurduk├ža nefes al─▒p vermesinin s─▒kla┼čt─▒─č─▒n─▒ hissettim. Ayak bileklerinden kal├žalar─▒na , oradan memelerine kadar ok┼čad─▒m kad─▒n─▒m─▒. Neden sonra dayanamad─▒m ve do─čruldum. Kuyruk sokumundan ba┼člayarak s─▒rt─▒n─▒ ve boynunu ├Âpe ├Âpe dudak i├žlerimle, do─čruldum. Tam kal├žalar─▒n─▒n hizas─▒nda dokunuyordu ona sertli─čim. Tutup i├žine girmeden ├Ânce ok┼čar gibi s├╝rt├╝nd├╝m alt dudaklar─▒n─▒n aras─▒na. ─░lk kez o an inledi ve sanki o kadar ger├žekti ki bu b├╝t├╝n d├╝nya o an onu duymu┼č olsa ┼ča┼č─▒rmazd─▒m. Ucuyla girdim ├Ânce. Beni hemen kabul etti o s─▒cac─▒k i├žine. Ve sonra birden ve h─▒zla kas─▒klar─▒m kal├žalar─▒na de─čene dek i├žine girdim. Az bir ac─▒n─▒n hazla kar─▒┼čm─▒┼č sesiyle inledi. Girip kald─▒m i├žinde. Geriye ├ž─▒kmadan kald─▒m ama sanki dahas─▒ varm─▒┼č gibi kendimi de ona bast─▒rarak. Duvara dayad─▒─č─▒ ellerini b─▒rak─▒p kal├žalar─▒mdan kendine do─čru bast─▒rd─▒. Ben hi├ž k─▒m─▒ldamadan kendimi ona yaslarken o beliyle daireleri ├žizerek i├žinin her yerine de─čmemi sa─čl─▒yordu. Gittik├že h─▒zlanarak devam etti. ─░├žinin duvarlar─▒na de─čdik├že ben i├žimin b├╝t├╝n erkeklerinin kad─▒n─▒m─▒n ad─▒n─▒ ba─č─▒rd─▒─č─▒n─▒ hissettim
Tutup ellerini duvara yaslad─▒m ve neredeyse hepsini ├ž─▒kar─▒p her defas─▒nda hepsini yeniden sokar gibi h─▒zla h─▒zla h─▒zlaÔÇŽ. O duvarla aramda eze ezeÔÇŽ ─░├žine her h─▒zla girdi─čimde kal├žalar─▒n─▒n dalgalanmas─▒ beni daha da delirtiyor daha da hayvanla┼čma m─▒ sa─čl─▒yordu. Kolumu karn─▒n─▒n alt─▒ndan ge├žirip i├žine her girdi─čimde ayaklar─▒n─▒ yerden kesiyordum ve art─▒k kad─▒n─▒m kim oldu─čunu ne oldu─čunu unutarak sadece inliyordu ba─č─▒rarakÔÇŽ ─░yice yasland─▒─č─▒ duvarda eziliyordu memelerinin u├žlar─▒ ve ben kula─č─▒na nefesimi vere vere f─▒s─▒ld─▒yordum kula─č─▒na ona o an yapt─▒klar─▒m─▒. ─░├žinden her ├ž─▒kt─▒─č─▒mda bacaklar─▒n─▒ ok┼čar gibi a┼ča─č─▒ do─čru s─▒z─▒yordu sular─▒ ve bu ok┼čamalar onun daha da delirmesine sebep oluyordu. Alt dudaklar─▒n─▒n kas─▒l─▒p benim girmemi zorla┼čt─▒rmas─▒ndan anlam─▒┼čt─▒m bo┼čalaca─č─▒n─▒ ve ben daha da h─▒zland─▒m.
─░ki beden hi├žbir ┼čeyi umursamaz halde ba─č─▒r─▒rken b├╝t├╝n bedeni titremeye ba┼člad─▒.O an d├Ân├╝p bana bakt─▒ ve g├Âzlerini yar─▒ kapatarak kas─▒ld─▒ ÔÇŽ kas─▒ld─▒ÔÇŽ kas─▒ld─▒ÔÇŽ Sesi art─▒k h─▒r─▒lt─▒lar halinde ├ž─▒karken kas─▒lmalar─▒ndan deliren ben de i├žimin b├╝t├╝n tazyikiyle bo┼čald─▒m kad─▒n─▒m─▒n i├žineÔÇŽ
Bir sabah ├žok kimsenin bilmedi─či bir sahil kasabas─▒nda , ucuz bir pansiyonda, d├╝nyan─▒n b├╝t├╝n renklerini g├Âsterdi iki beden birbirineÔÇŽ
G├╝zeldiÔÇŽ nefistiÔÇŽ.

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Beyond Game Night Pt. 01

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Author’s Note: I just wanted to say how much I appreciate everyone who has voted, taken the time to leave a comment or sent me an encouraging message about my stories. Thank you! I hope y’all enjoy this little tale that has been bouncing around inside of my head for a little while. All characters and events are fictional.

Of course this story includes sexually explicit material and is intended for adults, so if you are not at least 18 years of age or are offended by sexual material, well, you’ve been warned…for those that stick around, thank you for reading, feel free to comment and give feedback and please remember to vote!

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“The category is words,” Jenn announced and gave everyone at the table a glimpse of her infectious smile. “And the word is… aretaloger. Aretaloger.”

It was Saturday night…but not just any Saturday night. Tonight was the first Saturday of the month which meant game night for the three married couples. It was a tradition going back for the past three years and they all did their best to try and honor it. So far they’d been having a very enjoyable evening aided by delicious food, snacks and of course plenty of alcohol. They’d been at it for over two hours and with the exception of Lori, everyone had consumed just the right amount of beer or margaritas so that one of their favorite games, Beyond Balderdash, should be a lot of fun to play.

Lori was the first one to hand her completed slip of paper to Jenn who was ‘the Dasher’ for this round. The redhead palmed the folded piece of paper and winked at Lori before draining half of the rather strong margarita that sat in front of her. The blonde-haired Lori gave Jenn a polite smile in return and reflexively took a sip of her Diet Coke. She was the designated driver tonight. She absent-mindedly looked around the table, waiting for everyone else to finish.

In the seat to Lori’s right was her husband Jon. He was busy writing, covering his work with his other hand so no one could see his answer. Next to him at the head of the table was their host Brit – short for Brittany but nobody who knew her ever called her that – who was scowling thoughtfully at the blank paper with the tip of her tongue sticking out between her lips, her tell that she was deep in thought. Right next to Brit was her husband Will. He handed his slip of paper to Jenn – the comparison of their hands looking comical. Will was a really big guy, dwarfing everyone else at the table, but he was also a complete teddy bear. Lori politely returned Will’s good natured grin as her eyes moved on to Jenn who was finishing her drink and then on to the chair to Jenn’s right at the other end of the table which was Jenn’s husband Patrick. Patrick was handsome, easily the best looking guy in their group. He was also the funniest and most playful…and when he got drunk definitely the perviest. He handed his slip of paper to his wife, gave her a kiss on the cheek and then got up to go to the kitchen for another round.

Everyone finally finished up and turned in their slips of paper to Jenn as Patrick came back in the room with a tray full of cold beers and the pitcher of margaritas. As the group replenished glasses and accepted fresh bottles of Corona Extra, this turned into an excuse for a bathroom break as well. Will and Jon helped themselves to another sandwich from the platter in the kitchen and after fifteen minutes, the game was finally ready to resume with bladders emptied, stomachs full and a fresh round at hand. Jenn quickly sorted through the scraps of paper and read each one, making sure she could read everyone’s handwriting so that she wouldn’t stumble on any words. She shook her head a few times and chuckled at some of the definitions.

“Alright…the word is aretaloger,” Jenn announced. She opened the first slip of paper and cleared her throat. “Aretaloger – when married women rub their nipples together.”

All three men immediately busted out guffawing like adolescent boys. Jenn started laughing as well while Lori rolled her eyes. Brit giggled and slapped her husband playfully on the arm with a mumbled “you wish, big boy” and everybody had a good laugh.

“Aretaloger,” Jenn opened the next slip of paper with a grin and read, “is the term used to define the art of MILFs giving each other naked massages.”

Again, the three men hooted and howled and both Jenn and Brit rolled their eyes, but were tipsy enough that they couldn’t help but laugh along with their spouses. Completely sober Lori didn’t see nearly as much humor in the answer. Jenn opened the next slip of paper and waited on the men to settle down.

“Aretaloger,” the redhead read aloud, “is the name of the tool archeologists use to brush away dirt from artifacts.”

Everyone nodded in appreciation at that one and considered that it might be the actual definition.

“Aretaloger,” the redhead read the next one, “term used to describe when a smoking…I tried, but I’m not reading the rest of this.”

“Awww, canl─▒ bahis c’mon,” Patrick whined, giving it away that it was his. “You have to.”

“Read it,” Will bellowed in his deep voice and then bellowed it again in an even louder, deeper voice until his diminutive wife punched him in the gut.

“Just get it over with already,” Brit told Jenn and then held her fist up to her large mate who cowered away from her. The both broke up laughing at each other and then the short, curvy brunette downed the last of her margarita.

“Fine,” Jenn smiled sweetly and then kicked her husband in the shin under the table. Patrick yelped as she started reading again. “A term used to describe when a smoking hot redhead motorboats her friend’s big, gigantic titties.”

Jon ended up choking on his beer when he started laughing. He was laughing, coughing and slapping his hand down on the table which made Patrick and Will started laughing even harder. Brit started giggling as well which caused her large breasts to noticeably shake and jiggle which made Jenn start to laugh, too. Everyone at the table joined in on the laughter, except Lori who was finding all of the Sapphic sexual innuendo a little tiresome.

“Can we get to the last two definitions, please?” Lori asked when the laughter finally started subsiding.

“Aretaloger,” Jenn tried to stifle her last few giggles as she nodded her obedience and read, “means the one who boasts about his or her own accomplishments.”

“Aretaloger,” the redhead repeated as without hesitation she flipped to the next slip of paper and read it aloud as well, “is the name of the Celtic god of apple trees.”

“Wow,” Brit nodded her head slowly. “Some of those are pretty good.”

“I know,” her husband agreed. “Motorboating? Come on, how creative is that?”

“Exactly,” Patrick pointed his finger in agreement from across the table and a new round of chuckles started.

“That’s all of them,” Jenn announced over the boys’ laughter with her pencil ready. She shuffled the papers back through and looked around the table.

“Can you run through them again?” Jon asked and then gave a sly look at Patrick before adding, “And please read them slowly.”

Will and Patrick cheered and whistled as Jon laughed and held his arms up.

“Really, Jon?” his wife turned towards him with an expression that let everyone at the table know Jon had just taken up residence in her dog house.

“I’m just kidding,” Jon dropped his arms. “Come on, hon – it’s a game. We’re just having fun.”

“Can you run through them again, please?” Lori turned back towards Jenn and made it a point to ignore her husband.

“Sure,” Jenn replied cheerily. “Aretaloger…married women rubbing nipples, MILF nudie massages, the archeologists’ tool, hot redhead motorboating, the one who boasts and…the Celtic god.”

Jenn turned to her husband. “Which one are you voting for?”

“Let’s see…nipple rubbing or naked massages?” Patrick pondered aloud. He looked at his wife and smiled. “I gotta vote for the smoking hot redhead motorboating her friend’s tits!”

“Why am I not surprised?” Jenn shook her head with a grin and marked it down that he was voting for his own answer. She looked up at Lori. “Lori?”

“I’m voting for the one who boasts,” Lori informed the redhead and knew she had guessed the actual definition by just the shadow of a frown that pulled at the corner of Jenn’s mouth. If no one had guessed the real meaning of the word, Jenn would have gotten two points.

“Jon?” Jenn looked up at Lori’s husband who still seemed to be a little upset.

“Archeologists’ tool,” Jon said quietly and took a swig of his beer.

“Brit?” Jenn looked down the table just as Brit stood up.

“I have to pee,” Brit announced as she headed towards the hallway that led to the bathroom.

“Vote first,” Jenn called after her.

“Alright,” Brit stopped for a moment just inside of the hallway where only her husband and Jenn could see her from the table. Grabbing the hem of her dark grey t-shirt, Brit turned around to face the two of them with a mischievous smile. She pulled her shirt up and flashed her very large bra-covered breasts as she started walking backwards. “Put me down for redheaded motorboating!”

Everyone (with the exception of Lori) at the table laughed at Brit’s answer, but Will and Jenn both laughed just a little harder. They shared a quick look of ‘can you believe she just did that’ and shook their heads. Jenn finally got her laughter under control and turned to Brit’s husband.

“Will?” she asked with a raised eyebrow.

“How can I go against my wife’s wishes?” he smiled at her with a glint in his eye. “Now exactly how was that worded? Something along the lines of a smoking hot redhead and motorboating big boobs?”

“Big, gigantic titties,” Jenn corrected him as she recorded his vote. Was she really all that surprised that her husband’s ridiculous answer actually received bahis siteleri two votes? Not at all.

They waited until Brit came back and then Jenn went over the results. Patrick and Lori were tied for first place. Patrick received two points for the votes from Brit and Will for his motorboating answer (his vote didn’t count). Lori received one point for guessing the correct answer of the one who boasts about his or her own accomplishments and another point for her husband’s vote for her answer about the archeologists’ tool.

Everyone was ready for the next round when Lori stood up and coolly announced she and Jon were calling it a night. The group erupted with everyone speaking at once. Patrick and Will were apologizing and promised to cut down on the silly answers while both Brit and Jenn explained that it was only ten thirty and they didn’t get to hang out that often, so please stay longer…until Lori held up a hand to silence them all. She explained that she had a headache and that she was sorry, but they were leaving. Final decision.

Lori walked over and quickly hugged Brit and then Will. She looked at Jenn. “Are you guys coming?”

Jenn shared a look with Brit. “No, I think we’re going to stay a while.”

“Okay,” Lori nodded and gestured for Jon to grab the last of their things. She stopped and looked at Jenn again. “But no drinking and driving, right?”

“Of course not,” Jenn shook her head.

“No way,” Patrick spoke up as he stood and put his arm around his wife’s shoulders. “If we don’t call a cab, we’ll just crash here or something.”

“Y’all are more than welcome to stay here tonight,” Will spoke up. “And you know that means y’all can too, Lori.”

“Thanks, Will, but we’re going to go,” Lori smiled politely. She walked to the door and turned around. “Thanks for a fun evening.”

The chorus of ‘okays’ and ‘byes’ and ‘be carefuls’ followed the couple out the door. After they watched the headlights swing out of the driveway and start down the road, Brit spoke up.

“Oh, shoot,” she said suddenly.

“What?” Jenn asked with sudden concern.

Brit looked at her with a smirk. “Did Lori remember to take her stick?”

Will looked at his wife with confusion. “What stick?”

“The stick she had up her ass tonight,” Jenn finished for her friend and the four of them laughed.

Patrick disappeared into the kitchen as the remaining two women went back and forth asking each other rhetorical questions about what could have been Lori’s problem tonight while Will just sat there listening. Patrick reappeared with four shot glasses and a bottle of Fireball.

“I’m not letting her ruin the rest of our night,” he announced. He poured each of them a shot of the spicy cinnamon-flavored whisky. “We don’t get a chance to get out very often and the kids are at Jenn’s parents for the weekend, so I’ll be dipped if we ain’t going to enjoy the hell out of this.”

“I say hell yeah to that,” Brit agreed and carefully bumped her shot glass against Patrick’s and then Jenn’s. They all downed their shots and without asking Patrick poured each of them another. They said another quick cheers and downed their second round of shots.

“Take it easy there, bubba,” Jenn cautioned her husband when he started to pour a third. “Pace yourself…okay?”

“Alrighty then,” Patrick gave her a silly grin. He was good and buzzed as it was.

“So…do we keep playing?” Will asked the rest of the now smaller group.

“Yeah, I want to keep playing,” Brit nodded, but then shook her head. “But not this…I don’t want to have to think that much. Let’s play something fun and easy.”

“Like what?” Jenn asked and turned her head to include the guys.

“Scattergories?” Will suggested but nobody responded. “Apples to Apples? Cards Against Humanity?”

“Strip poker,” Patrick suggested with a grin and tried to grab his wife’s butt, but he was thwarted by a smack on the hands. Jenn turned to give him a secret look that suggested she was definitely interested, but later.

“Truth or dare,” Brit suggested with an evil laugh and Will traded a look with Jenn that said maybe his wife was just as drunk as her husband.

“Maybe we’ll just watch a movie or something,” Jenn suggested.

“Y’all figure it out,” Will announced and excused himself to go to the bathroom.

Jenn mentioned a couple of movie titles but received boos and thumbs down from both her best friend and her spouse. The redhead waited for the other two to make suggestions, but of course neither of them spoke up. She shrugged and went into the kitchen for something else to drink other than a shot. When she came back into the dining room carrying a bottle of beer she found both her husband and Brit making faces and setting their shot glasses down. She shook her head and took the bottle of cinnamon whisky off of the table and handed it to Will who was coming back into the room.

“Here,” she told Will. “Hide this, bahis ┼čirketleri please.”

“Really?” he asked with a shake of his head.

“Really,” Jenn confirmed and then addressed the guilty pair. “And I’m not cleaning up anyone’s puke tonight either.”

“Puke, schmuke.” Patrick announced loudly with a bit of a slur and smiled. “I’m rain as right.”

“I don’t think anybody’s getting sick tonight,” Brit agreed with a smile and wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at her husband. She was apparently not as drunk as Patrick after all.

“So,” Will cleared his throat after his wife came over and wrapped her arms around him. The top of her head barely came up to his chin. “Uh, y’all just want to call it an early night?”

“Might as well,” Jenn chuckled. Patrick came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her from behind, but ended up leaning a little too much bodyweight on her. Jenn staggered for a second and had to brace herself on the table, but managed to remain standing. She turned and ducked under his arm, putting it around her shoulder.

“Guest bedroom,” Will pointed down the hall. “You need some help?”

“That’s okay, I got him,” Jenn smiled and moved her husband’s hand off of her breast as she turned and helped him stagger down the hall. They went past the bathroom and on into the guest bedroom.

“I want to sit by the fire,” Brit whispered up at her husband.

“I think I can manage that,” he said quietly and leaned down to kiss his wife. She slipped her tongue inside of his mouth and he straightened back up and gave her a knowing smile.

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Jenn was actually every bit as horny as her husband had been acting.

Not a big surprise – she always felt a little extra frisky when she drank and she’d been maintaining the perfect buzz for over an hour now. She quickly slipped off her yoga pants and then her shirt while Patrick collapsed on the bed and struggled to get his shorts off. She leaned over and began kissing him as she helped him unsnap his shorts and pulled his zipper down. Between the two of them, they finally managed to get his shorts and underwear off and she climbed on top of him. He ran his hands up and down her back as they began kissing in earnest.

She could feel that her husband wasn’t fully aroused yet, so she slid down his body, kissing his smooth chest and abs on her way down to his cock. She played with him and took him in her mouth and tried just about everything she could think of to get him hard, but he wasn’t responding. She moved back up to kiss him again, but he was already passed out. “You’ve got to be kidding,” she whispered to him, but he didn’t respond.

She sat up on the bed in her bra and panties as Patrick started to snore.

Jenn sighed, unhooked her bra and let the straps slide down her arms. She leaned over and tossed it onto the wingback chair in the corner and picked up her discarded t-shirt. She paused for a moment to run her hands up her ribcage and then cupped her breasts, feeling their weight in her hands. The familiar ache in her swollen nipples tempted her so she brought her fingers up to give them a pinch. Jenn looked back down at Patrick for a moment, and then through the haze of alcohol decided she really needed to pee.

She sighed.

Her annoyance with her spouse for passing out was close to matching her growing sexual frustration. She climbed off of the bed and started whispering out loud to her husband. “Damn it, Patrick – you picked a hell of a time to pass out on me. I’m drunk and I’m horny.” He responded with louder snoring. She grumbled to herself as she slipped her t-shirt back on and started to move to answer the call of nature once again. The thought popped into her head that maybe while she was in the bathroom she would just see to her own needs.

Jenn quietly opened the guest bedroom door and noiselessly slipped out into the hallway and tiptoed towards the bathroom. Right before she entered the bathroom she paused when she noticed a kind of flickering light coming from the direction of the front the house. After using the facilities, washing her hands and borrowing some mouthwash, Jenn crept back out of the bathroom and stood for a moment trying to figure out what that light might be. The more she concentrated on it the more she thought it was coming from the direction of the den. The rest of the downstairs lights in the house were off…maybe Brit had left one of those big scented candles burning.

Still feeling a really nice buzz, Jenn crept quietly down the hall. She didn’t know exactly why she was sneaking around in her best friend’s house like this, but it probably had something to do with the alcohol and her state of unquenched horniness. The combination of the two made her feel restless which made her act much bolder than she normally would. Not that Brit would mind or care. Not only was her best friend one of the most gracious hosts Jenn knew, but Brit was easily one of the most open and easygoing people she had ever met. The further down the hall Jenn crept, the more identifiable the light was…it had to be the fireplace. She now had a sneaking suspicion that Will and Brit had retired to the den rather than their master bedroom.

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The following is a work of fiction ÔÇô for now. It describes a fantasy I fully intend to make as real as possible. Those who have advice regarding the scenario I spin below are welcome to contact me, I am pleased to hear from you!

Here in Houston, they have what are euphemistically referred to as “Private Modeling Studios” or “One-on-One Lingerie Shows”. Of course, what it’s really all about is thirty minutes to an hour with a stripper in a little room without distractions, and the line between stripper and whore gets pretty blurry in there. The base price for a half hour is $100, with some places charging as much as $200 and others leaving it open insofar as what you tip. Some places offer a two-girl show, at twice the price of course. Don’t ask me about the details, though, because I don’t have them – I’ve never been a customer to such a place.

That, however, is going to change. For the past few months I’ve been socking a bit of cash here and there away from my wife’s prying eyes, and now I’m just waiting for my opportunity to have her busy and out of the house for an evening so I can sneak away and satisfy my curiosity. See, I love to watch two women make out. I’ve always imagined how great it would be to be part of a threesome with two hot ladies, and I’ve long since accepted that the opportunity to try it isn’t going to ever drop in my lap – especially since my wife is definitely not open to the idea (this is real life, after all). So, I decided long ago that if I were ever to be able to actually experience my fantasies, I’d have to pay for it.

Perhaps I’m a cad and a jerk for doing such a thing as a married man, but the sad fact is that my wife is utterly dull in bed, when she’s up for sex at all. Once a month would be better than what I’m getting, and when she moves I wonder if there’s something wrong. Her sole turn-on is for me to whisper how much I love her and what she means to me – which I don’t have a problem with, but why the hell does sex ALWAYS have to be about our undying devotion to each other? I like for sex to be deep and emotional, sure, but I also like it to be playful and raunchy sometimes. My wife, though I love her dearly, is a lousy fuck. She shows next to no enthusiasm, can’t stand to be French kissed, hates having her nipples sucked, is disgusted by oral sex, refuses to wear sexy lingerie, won’t shave, won’t role-play, won’t get on top… it’s literally gotten to the point where jerking off is preferable, and I have a fairly hyperactive libido which needs satisfying three or four times a week. So in the end, I really don’t feel too bad about going out just one time and getting a pro to do what she won’t. Frankly, she should probably consider herself lucky that I don’t have affairs at the office.

Anyway, enough about my problems. As of now, I have the necessary $200 which my wife knows nothing about in my wallet, I’ve selected a place to go, and I’ve even created a 30-minute CD of sexy music to play during my session, so I can play it again later and enjoy the memory. I’d give the name of the studio, but the fact is that what I’m hoping to enjoy is illegal in Houston and I don’t want to cause trouble, so let’s just call it “Trixie’s”. Trixie’s is the kind of place that offers a flat $100 per girl per half-hour rate, which is good for someone like me who doesn’t want to think about money while the show’s going on; I’d rather pay and enjoy. They offer two-girl shows, so that’s covered. I have no idea how attractive the women are and one cannot necessarily trust the advertising, so we’ll just have to hope for the best on that one. Still, I would imagine they have pictures at the place itself, so I won’t be going in blind – if the girls aren’t hot enough, I’ll just walk.

The reader might wonder at this point, “Why are you writing this now? Why not write it after the fact and tell us what happened?” Well, there are four reasons. One is that I feel like spinning a fantasy right now and this seems as good a plot as any. Two, I may not ever really get the chance to follow through, or I may chicken out, and then it would never get written. Three, the reality probably won’t live up to the fantasy, and if I’m going to tell a story it might as well be a good one, not a disappointing one. Four, I can always follow this up with a “sequel” that tells what really happened.

And so, I begin the fantasy! Imagine a summer evening in Houston… my wife has been invited on a “girls’ night out” and will be out and about from about 6:00 to 1:00. As usual, I haven’t had sex for three weeks, and the last time we did was pretty lackluster. The stage is set!

* * * * *

“Don’t wait up for me, okay sweetheart? I’ll be out with the girls pretty late!”

“No problem,” I said to my wife. “Actually, I’ll probably go use the pool. It’s warm tonight.”

“Sounds like a plan. Oh, and I might not answer if you call, we could go to a movie.”

“That’s all right, I can’t think of any reason why I’d need to call. Have fun!”

“You casino oyna too!” She kissed me and headed out the door. I waited until I heard her car drive away before I moved, my heart pounding in anticipation of what was in store for my evening.

First, I jumped in the shower and scrubbed myself first-date clean, noting that I hadn’t felt this kind of anticipation since I was going on my first date. I shaved my face baby’s-bottom smooth, and while I was at it I carefully shaved the hair from my testicles as well. It might seem strange, but I’ve found that my sensitivity is increased tenfold when my happysacks are naked, and I wanted to enjoy the experience to the full.

Fresh from the shower, I applied a good measure of anti-perspirant and a little “invention” of my own: a couple squirts of Drakkar mixed with scent-free lotion. This goes on the face and hands, and on special occasions on the chest as well. I tried it a while back before a session with my wife, and she actually seemed to enjoy the sex for once, so there had to be some value in it.

Clothes weren’t entirely important, but I wanted to look sharp, so I chose an all-black outfit with good shoes and a sport coat. A couple of Altoids for breath, a quick comb through the hair, and I was ready for what lay ahead.

The drive to Trixie’s took a good half hour, and it was difficult to keep my mind on the road. I kept wondering what it would really be like to watch two women make out right in front of me, and whether the rumors I had heard were true – that the rule about no touching was worth only the paper it was printed on, and that they really might turn their attentions to me if I asked. I’d be satisfied with the show by itself if that were all there was, but of course I wanted more!

I arrived at Trixie’s just as the last glow of sunlight faded in the sky, parked my car in back, and made sure I had what I needed. The only things I intended to bring in were the money to pay for the night’s services, my driver’s license to prove my age if it were necessary, and the CD I’d mixed for the occasion. My credit cards and everything else in my wallet was securely locked in the glove box, and I locked the car up tight as well.

The building had boarded windows and little indication of what went on inside; those who wanted to go in knew what and where it was, those who didn’t were better off ignoring it. A simple pink neon sign over the door said, “Trixie’s Studio” and a smaller sign to the left said, “Open”. That was all. I felt the butterflies rising and popped another Altoid to calm my stomach. I wished I had a stiff drink.

I opened the door and entered a lobby lit mostly with blacklights and lava lamps. The sofas were large and upholstered with velvet. On the tables in front of them were magazines with advertisements for adult services and video stores, and around the walls were 8×10 images of hot women in a variety of sexy poses. A beaded curtain on one wall was parted to reveal a window, and at that window stood a hot-looking young blonde woman.

She was probably about twenty years old, and dressed in a bikini top that left almost nothing to the imagination, not that one could have imagined much better than what she had. Her breasts were round and full, the nipples poking out slightly through the fabric. She smiled at me as I came in, tossing her hair back and wiggling her shoulders slightly to shake her tits a bit.

“Hi sweetie,” she said brightly. “Are you looking for some fun tonight?”

“You know it,” I replied. “But, I’ve never been to a place like this. I hope you can give me some idea of what to expect.”

“Sure!” she said. “We love to have new customers. We offer a private modeling session at a flat rate of $100 per half-hour, and there’s a twenty-dollar cover charge. Our girls are very open-minded and uninhibited, and we really want to show you a good time.”

“Can I have a two-girl show?” I asked, trying not to stutter the words.

“Absolutely! Most of our girls are really excited about doing a double. Now, what do you find attractive in a woman?”

“There’s a lot of things I like. You don’t happen to have a photo album or something, do you?”

“You can look at the pictures on the walls,” she said, pointing around the edges of the window. As she leaned out, she gave me a first-class view of some nice, deep cleavage. “The girls on this wall are here tonight, and some of them are ready to go right away; others you’ll need to wait for, but they’re all worth it! As it happens, everyone working tonight is open to the idea of a two-girl show, but of course not all of them have experience with each other.”

Just the thought of any of the two girls on the wall making out with each other was mind-boggling. They all looked hot to me, with fine bodies and sexy attitudes. I knew this would be a tough choice. “Can I have a moment to think it over?” I asked.

“Sure, sweetie! Take as much time as you want. We’ll still slot oyna be here. Oh, and just so you know, I’m Jenny, I’m available tonight, and I’m feeling very frisky.” She winked at me and gently stroked her fingertips across her breast, then left the window.

I had a dozen pictures to choose from, twelve beautiful girls who wanted to get naked for me. Sure, they only wanted to because I was paying them, but it had been so long since I had felt wanted at all that even that was enticing. Four of them were smouldering Latino women (unsurprising in Houston) and two were lovely Asian girls, a look that had always appealed to me. There was a picture of the pretty blonde in the window dressed as a cheerleader, and three other blonde girls – four if one counted one of the Asian women who had lightened her hair. There was a redhead with freckles in a schoolgirl outfit, a black woman with big, round silicone tits, and a brunette flexing a bicep at least twice the size of mine. So much to choose from!

Then I saw the one I wanted. I hadn’t noticed it at first due to the glare of one of the lights, but she was definitely my lady for the evening. Her skin was alabaster, her hair jet black. Her clothes and makeup suggested Elvira, Mistress of the Dark. Just seeing her picture gave me a shiver; I felt a shock run through my hardened cock and knew that a dribble of pre-come had just moistened my briefs. Her name was Valerie.

I went back to the window and waited for a moment for Jenny to emerge from the curtain just beyond. When she came out, she smiled and said, “Decided already?”

“Is Valerie available?” I asked.

“Ooh, good choice,” she said. “Valerie never disappoints. Do you like the Goth look? She’s wearing it tonight.”

“I hoped she would be.”

“Great! What about your second girl?”

I thought for a moment. “You know, I’d kind of like to leave that up to her. I’d really like the girls to be comfortable with each other, I imagine I’ll get a better show that way.”

“Are you sure you’ve never done this before?” Jenny teased me. “Okay, sweetie, that’ll be twenty up front. Let me have you wait here for a moment, and I’ll have Valerie get ready. You might want to think about what the other girl should wear, and whether you have any requests.”

I sat down to wait, and the minutes dragged. I looked over the pictures on the wall and wondered who Valerie would invite to the party. I was glad I was letting her choose; the anticipation intensified when I didn’t know which of these pretty girls to expect!

After what seemed like hours but was probably only five minutes, the door next to the window opened and Jenny invited me back. I followed her down a short and narrow hallway with doors every five feet until she came to the last one and opened it.

The room beyond was about the size of a smallish bedroom. In one corner was a large recliner with a clean sheet draped over it, and the walls were draped with heavy curtains. Opposite the pillow was a raised twin-size mattress covered with a dark red velvet sheet, and this I presumed was where the girls would perform. A tall and slim cabinet on the wall was the only other furnishing in the room.

“What I’ll need you to do,” Jenny said, “is get into your birthday suit, and have a seat on the chair there. We can play music if you want, do you have something in mind?”

“Way ahead of you,” I smiled, pulling the disc I had made out of my pocket.

“Great!” Jenny said, giggling at the picture I had made for the cover (a close up of two women kissing). “You’ve been planning this for a while, haven’t you, naughty boy?” she asked with a wink.

“Since I was sixteen,” I said truthfully.

“Well, we’ll just have to give you an extra-good show then, won’t we?” Jenny said.

She was back out the door before I realized she had said, “We.” Apparently, Jenny was to be Valerie’s partner for the evening! I couldn’t say I was disappointed. I took off my clothes and hung them on a pair of hangers thoughtfully attached to the back of the door, and then sat down with my money in my fist to wait. I felt rather exposed and was grateful for the dark room and for the sheet over the chair, obviously to make sure I didn’t have to sit in whatever the last client had left. I found myself literally shaking with anticipation, and my hard-on had dropped straight down out of sheer nervous tension.

When the door opened again, it was Jenny by herself. She smiled to see that I had undressed, and I suddenly understood the point of that – it was to make sure I wasn’t a cop or something. “So sweetie,” she said with a smile, “have you thought of any special requests? What do you like?”

This was it. I took a deep breath. “Well, I like to see two girls make out,” I said, marveling at how steady I kept my voice. “I like to see them kiss deeply and with tongue, and I like to see lots of tit-play. I also like oral sex, but not too much; what I really prefer is the foreplay. I canl─▒ casino siteleri don’t like toys or anal. I like bright red lips and I like dirty talk.”

“I think we can accommodate you,” she said. “What would you have me wear?”

I thought about Valerie in her hot black vinyl, and said, “White lace. A wedding dress, if you have one.”

Jenny smiled. “Sure, sweetie. It’s customary to give us our tip at this point.”

I handed over ten twenties, and Jenny took them with a smile. I was glad to get that out of the way with so little fuss.

“Just stay comfortable, honey, and we’ll be right here,” she said.

“Oh, one more thing,” I said as she was about to leave. “Can you come in by yourself for the first two minutes, and then Valerie should come in as if by accident? I’d kind of like to imagine that it was going to be just a one-on-one show, but then things turn out differently.”

“That sounds fun,” Jenny said with a smile. “Okay, we can do that. I’ll be right back.”

* * * * *

Good God, how much anticipation was a guy supposed to take? I could barely stand to sit still and wait, but at the same time I felt frozen to the chair and unable to move. If there had been a fire alarm, I probably would have sat right through it.

Suddenly I heard soft music through the speakers. It was the first track on my disc, Madonna’s “Erotica”. I swallowed with a dry mouth and nearly jumped through the ceiling as the door clicked open.

Jenny came in, and she looked like something out of my fantasies. The dress she wore came off both shoulders and burst out over her large breasts, descending in white frills and lace to the floor. Her lips, as requested, had been painted vivid red, and her hair came down over one shoulder. On her head was a crystal tiara. She spun around in front of me once, letting the dress flare outward and revealing legs in white fishnet stockings and a pair of white spike heels. With a mischievous grin, she leaned forward and placed both hands firmly on my shoulders, pushing her cleavage into my face. Then, much to my surprise, she slid down and began kissing my lips. I had thought that such a thing was off-limits to pros, but that shows what you learn from watching Pretty Woman.

“Am I hot enough for you?” she asked me in a husky whisper. “Just relax and enjoy, sweetie. I want to show you my body.”

Jenny stood up and spun around again, but this time the dress whipped off her body almost completely, revealing a much shorter lacy skirt that didn’t even cover her nice, firm ass. I could see that she was wearing a white lace thong and that she was either shaved or close to it. My cock came up to attention once again.

She looked down at my rising manhood hungrily. “Mmm, you are getting hot, aren’t you,” she said. “And so big, too! I’ll bet it would hurt so good to fuck you, lover…”

Honestly, I had no idea whether I was big or small in comparison to other men, but who cared? I was living the fantasy, and if she wanted to make like I was John Dillinger then so be it.

Jenny danced and gyrated to the music for a moment, rubbing her breasts through her dress and slowly beginning to tease them out. Just as her nipples peeked over the top, there was a knock at the door, and it opened.

“Hello?” came a voice from the entrance.

Believe it or not, I had just about forgotten that there was going to be another hostess! Jenny raised a hand to her mouth and made a show of being surprised when Valerie stepped in, her black vinyl and hair shining in the light. Her lips were blood red, her eyes darkened and her skin nearly white, her large breasts lifted together inside a skintight black top that split all the way to her waist. Her nails were black, and her legs in black fishnets and heels that matched Jenny’s except for color. She also looked surprised, and giggled slightly when she saw us.

“Oops,” she said lightly. “I must be in the wrong room. So sorry!”

“It’s okay,” Jenny said, looking Valerie over. “We really don’t mind, do we sweetie?”

I shook my head. My heart pounded in my throat too loudly for me to speak.

“Maybe I should stay for a while, then?” Valerie suggested as she came inside and let the door close behind her. She circled around Jenny’s body, looking the blonde girl over as if to see if she was worthy of her time.

“I’m sure you’d be welcome,” Jenny said as she closed her eyes and leaned her head in to suggest a kiss.

Valerie stepped in close and pulled Jenny to her by the hips as their mouths touched, tongues reaching through lips to stroke each other wetly. I had seen two women passionately kiss only once before in real life, at a strip club in Vegas, and there had been plexiglas between us. This was right in front of me, and these two ladies went at it with far more enthusiasm than I’d seen before. Already Jenny was moaning softly with heat and desire, and I heard her gasp when Valerie’s hands squeezed her bottom.

The Goth princess turned to me and smiled. “You like to watch us, don’t you?” she said. “Well, we’re just getting started. Jenny and I just love to fuck each other, don’t we, Jenny?”

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When I got home from school I did my usual homework plus some chores my mother always gives me. When she got home I greeted her with a soft kiss and a big hug. She said that she had a long day and was tired so there was to be no early hanky panky. She cooked us a nice meal and we chatted about nothing.

After dinner, we cleared the table and washed the dishes doing some light grab-ass’en and then went into the living room to watch some TV. My mom suggested that we just cuddle until bedtime; I love holding my mother’s naked body against my naked body, the sensations I get are fantastic. I love times like this because I know that it usually turns into hot sex. I sat down on the couch and mom cuddled up next to me with her shoulder in my chest. I placed my left arm around her neck letting my hand initially just rest on one of her bare tits. After awhile I began to gently massage first one tit then the other tit while she slowly rubbed her hand up and down my thigh as we watched TV. As I began fondling her tits, she whispered, “Oh Peter, I love having my tits played with like you are doing, thank you, thank you.”

She would occasionally move her hand up to my semi-hard cock, stroke it until she felt my dick begin to stiffen and then she would return her hand to my thigh, letting me cool down.

I eventually reached over with my right hand and rubbed her thighs triggering her to willingly open her legs a little giving me easier access to her pussy. The moment she spread her legs she also turned her head and kissed my cheek. When I moved my hand up against her pussy lips, she let out a little moan indicating to me she was warming up to some sexual activity. So I immediately gently slid a couple of my fingers into her pussy, she responded by placing her hand on top of mine to guide me to where she wanted to be touched; it was her clit. I occasionally would also stick a finger deep into her cunt. She seemed content with me doing that until the show we were watching ended. She then stood up and taking my hand, lead me into what is now our bedroom, laid down on the bed spreading her legs saying, “I’m ready baby, get up here and mount me for our nightly fuck! Get yourself on top of me so you can sink that big beautiful hard cock of yours that I have been waiting all day for, deep into your mother’s hot cunt. Yes baby I want my son’s cock in my CUNT. I need to feel your sperm being ejaculated into my vagina for a night cap.” And fuck we did, again we did not last long and when I indicated I was ready to shoot my load, she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me very tight against her body saying, “Yes Peter, load me up with your delicious spunk, your tasty gooey cum, your teenage semen. I want to feel your juices deep inside me.” After I unloaded in her cunt, I asked if she had climaxed and she said no, she actually hadn’t.

That meant that it was my turn to just pleasure her until she climaxed, so I continued fucking her until I felt her body begin to stiffen and knew she was close. While I was fucking her, I reached down with one hand to rub her ass cheeks and was able to push my middle finger along her ass crack. I ran my finger up and down her crack a number of times eventually stopping with it directly over her asshole. I gently pressed my finger against her asshole waiting for a response which I got when she pressed her ass down against my hand. I knew she wanted penetration so I pressed my finger hard into her asshole and she responded, “Oh Peter you always seem to know what I want and need. Yes Peter, yes, stick your finger up your mother’s asshole, it feels so good when you do that when your cock is also in my cunt. I love having you play with me like this! I like how you take the initiative knowing how much I like for you to freely play with all my intimate parts. Ohhhh fuck I like what you are doing to me. Yes baby, I want you to think of my asshole in the same manner as you think of my cunt and tits, that they are all for your enjoyment, almost anytime and anyplace. Do what you like to and with me. Oh Peter, Peter you are the greatest, yes baby treat me like a whore, like a slut that I am. Oh fuck I like this!” I pushed my finger up her ass as far as I could while I continued fucking her. I suddenly felt her body go totally stiff as she climaxed from having one of her most intense orgasms and I was also able to have a small orgasm.

When we cooled down, my mom said, “Oh baby, I seem to be getting my second wind and you have me so horny. How about I go freshen up including a little douche and then you eat my pussy until I cum again?”

“I would love to mom, as long as you also suck my cock.”

“Deal.” She got up and went into the bathroom and came out looking radiant. She flopped down on the bed spreading her legs and said, “Come on baby, my pussy is ready to be devoured with that mouth and tongue of yours. Eat me baby, eat your mother’s cunt till she cums.” I dove in and began sucking and licking her cunt, she smelt so good, I had my mouth all over her. canl─▒ bahis While licking her cunt, I again slipped a finger in her ass upon which she responded, “Yes baby, my ass is clean so eat my ass, tongue fuck me.” So after many minutes of using my tongue on her clit and my finger up her ass, she put her hand on the back of my head and was forcing my face even deeper into her crotch while she began humping my face. Simultaneously she let out a loud squeal as she was climaxing and yelling, “OH YES PETER YOU NASTY NASTY BOY, EAT ME, YES EAT YOUR MOTHER’S CUNT AND ASS, OH FUCK YES, … YES … YES …, AHHHHH YES FINGER FUCK YOUR SLUTTY MOTHER’S ASSHOLE, YES DEEPER PETER, GET YOUR FINGER WAY UP MY ASS, WAY WAY UP MY ASS, OHHHHHH GOD I LOVE THIS, I LOVE TO FEEL AND WATCH YOU EAT ME PETER, OH FUCK, YES TONGUE FUCK MY CUNT, YES, OH YESSSSSS. LICK MY ASSHOLE, DON’T STOP, DON’T STOP PETER, DON’T STOOOOOOP! I WANT TO CUM FOR YOU, I WANT YOU TO SUCK UP ALL MY CUM OUT OF MY CUNT AND THEN EAT MY ASS.” She had another mind blowing orgasm that left her motionless for quite awhile. Once she recovered, she crawled up next to me, gave me a big hug and said, “Nobody has ever eaten me like you do baby, nobody. Not your dad, not your grandmother, not your grandfather, or old boyfriends or girlfriends or all the strangers I’ve encountered, not anyone else. You are the best cunt eater I have ever had.”

“Thanks mom, I like to make you happy. You really have a hot cunt you know. Did all those people you just mentioned eat your cunt?”

“Yes baby, almost everyone I have had sex with has eaten my cunt.”

“Even your father, my grandfather?”

“Yes baby, your grandfather was one of the first men to have fucked me. He began fucking me as soon as I turned 18 and has been fucking me ever since right up to a few months before he died.”

“When and what was it like the first time you fucked your father?”

“It was a long time ago and is a long story but I remember it like it was yesterday. My father first fucked me about two days after I turned 18. One evening my mother said that she and some of her girlfriends were going out for the evening. My father and I had always been close and so when he came up to my room after my mom had left, to talk to me was not unusual. We chit chatted a bit then he asked me how my love life was. I told him okay. He said that if I wanted more boys to pay attention to me, that I needed to dress a little differently. He explained that I should unbutton my blouse a little to show some cleavage and to wear shorter skirts; that is what boys like. He then showed me by reaching over and unbuttoning my top two buttons. I squirmed a little and he asked what was wrong. I said it felt strange for him to be touching my breast. He then asked me if I liked the feeling of having my breast touched, which I did and told him so. He then reached over and deliberately squeezed both breasts and asked if I liked that. I said yes. He said he did too and then proceeded to continue fondling my breasts. He asked me if any of my dates had ever touched my breasts. I said yes. He wanted to know if they had touched my bare breasts and I said yes. He asked if I liked having my bare breasts touched, I told him yes again. So he then unbuttoned my entire blouse, reached around my back and unhooked my bra and began fondling my bare tits. Mind you, I began growing tits when I was thirteen and wore a 34C bra. He looked straight at me and asked if I still liked him touching my tits. I again nodded yes. He asked me to describe what I was feeling. I told him it gave me goose bumps. He then began pinching my nipples and asked if I liked that. Again I nodded yes. He just continued fondling me by gently squeezing each tit and lightly pinching my nipples. I can remember it making me feel really horny when his hands were on my bare tits.

After awhile he asked if I was feeling anything different, I didn’t quite know how to tell him my pussy was getting wet. I said it made me kind of itchy down there. He got a big smile on his face and very unceremoniously reached down between my legs, lifted my skirt and grabbed my pussy and asked, you mean down here? I nodded yes. He began rubbing up and down on my pussy making me really horny, at this point I wanted my dildo, I wanted something in my pussy. He then said, you are getting wet down here and I nodded yes. Let me see how wet you are and had me lift up my skirt above my waist. We could both see a big wet spot on my panties. He then used a finger to pull my panties to one the side and touched my bare pussy. I moaned when his finger made contact with my pussy and then he asked if I was still a virgin. I told him no and he immediately shoved his middle finger into my pussy. It felt so good I closed my eyes and I guess I was doing a little bump and grind against his hand. He then located my clit and played with it while I just sat there in total bliss. He asked me again what I was feeling. I told him how good it felt and that it excited me. He asked if I wanted to feel bahis siteleri something even better than his finger in my pussy and I said yes.

He then stood up taking my hand and led me into his bedroom and told me to take all my clothes off and get on the bed. I did as he told me and watched as he got undressed and was totally surprised at the size of his dick. He very quietly crawled up on the bed, positioned me on my back and told me to spread my legs and then he got on top of me. He asked if I was on the pill, I told him yes that mom had got them for me. He then told me to guide his cock into my pussy. I reached down grabbing his big dick and placed it at the mouth of my vagina. He asked if the guy who took my virginity or any other guy that had fucked me had a dick this size and I told him no, not by a long shot. He lowered his pelvis and his big cock began to sink into my pussy, he was very methodical and slow getting himself inside me. He worked his cock up and down very gently getting more and more of his dick inside me. My pussy was on fire and I really wanted to cum, but he took his time and to my utter surprise I was able to get his entire cock inside my pussy and when he began to fuck me, I could feel his balls bounce off my butt. It didn’t take me long to have an orgasm with a dick his size stuffed in my cunt. Shortly thereafter he started grunting and I could feel my pussy being flooded with his sperm, it was a wonderful feeling. Having my father fuck me had me hooked on being a big cock hound and loving to fuck. When we finished he said that this was our secret and that mom didn’t have to know. I agreed.

The very next day when I came home from school, my dad was home. He greeted me as I walked through the living room with a great big hug and immediately pressed his pelvis into me, I could tell he already had a hard on. I then walked into the kitchen where my mom was to grab a snack; she said she had to go to the store and would be gone for about an hour. As soon as she left, my dad called me back into the living room and said, why don’t you take off your panties and bra and sit on my lap so we can get to know each other better. I went to my room, removed my pants and bra and went back into the living room and sat on my dad’s lap. He first gave me a big kiss and then I felt his hand slide up my leg, I parted them giving him access to my pussy and he immediately slipped a finger right up into my pussy. He asked if I liked having his finger in my pussy and if enjoyed yesterday; I nodded yes. He then asked me to unbutton my blouse and I did, he leaned forward and took one of my tits in his mouth. So for the next 10 minutes or so, my dad fondled both my pussy and tits. He had me so aroused I was dripping. As I sat there he asked if I could feel his cock, I said yes. He asked if I like feeling his cock on my butt and if I liked it yesterday when he put his cock in my pussy. I said yes to both questions. He took his finger out of my pussy and began sliding his hand really deep down my crotch and asked me to spread my legs wider. I did not know for sure what he wanted but found out quickly when his finger touched my asshole. He asked if I liked him touching my asshole and I said I was not sure. He pulled his hand back and continued fingering my pussy. He had me on fire and so I grabbed his wrist and tried to shove his finger deeper inside me while also pushing my pelvis up to get more of him in me. He asked if I would like to have is his cock inside me again, I emphatically agreed. He said there wasn’t time but that he would get me off with his fingers. So he began playing with my clit while also licking and sucking my tits until I had a climax while sitting on his lap. When done, we discovered that my pussy had leaked juices onto the front of his pants and he said he had to go change before mom got home. I got up and headed for my room but he told me not to put my panties or bra back on. He dashed into his room to change.

When mom got back home, I was again sitting on dad’s lap and he was now gently feeling me up again. As soon as she saw me on dad’s lap, she said, “Oh fuck George, I figured you would eventually get into Genie’s pants, but I didn’t think it would be this soon.”

He said, “Oh sweetie, I have not gotten into her pants.” He then lifted my skirt exposing my bare pussy to my mom saying, “See, she doesn’t have any on.” Dad and I laughed but mom didn’t think it was funny. She then said, “George, you know that it is incest if you fuck your daughter.”

“But sweetie, she is 18 and is now a consenting adult.” Dad looked straight at me saying, “Do you consent to have sex with me?”

I said yes. Dad continued holding up my skirt and said, “What do think sweetie, don’t you think Genie should get her pussy waxed or shaven. I know you like to eat hairless pussies.”

“George! I’m not going to be eating my daughter’s pussy. Are you nuts?”

“But honey, I know how much you like to eat the ladies after I fuck them and I think I will be fucking bahis ┼čirketleri this little pussy many many times. I think you should help her shave her pussy right now, so we can see how it looks and feels and check it all out.”

“George, you don’t even know if Genie wants her pussy shaved. And what do you mean to check it all out.”

Dad looked at me and said, “Do ya?”

I smiled and said ya. “Okay then, let’s do it. Honey, show Genie your pussy and see if she wants her’s to be like yours.”

“I’m not going to show Genie my pussy.”

“Oh please mom, you have seen mine now.”

“Come on honey, it’s all within the family.”

“Oh alright.” My mom raised her skirt and to my surprise, she wasn’t wearing any panties. Her pussy was totally bald except for a small patch of pubic hair just above her slit.

I said that was how I wanted mine. So my mom took my hand and pulled me off dad’s lap and into the bathroom we went. We came out about a half hour later, dad was still sitting in his chair. He saw us coming and wanted us to stand in front of him, so we did and he said, “Now lift your skirts so I can compare your pussies”. Mom and I raised our skirts while dad scrutinized our pussies. He said, “Vey nice, they look exactly alike. Now Beth, don’t you think Genie’s pussy will be more enjoyable to eat with all that hair gone. Did you try it?”

“No George, I did not try to eat my daughter’s pussy.”

“Would you eat her pussy if I filled it with my cum?” Mom didn’t answer so dad said, “Once you see how delicious her pussy will look when it oozes some of my sperm you so like to eat and swallow, you will change your mind Beth. Genie, come over here.”

I looked at my dad as he was unzipping his pants and pulling out his big cock, he said, “Get naked Genie, and climb aboard.”

I immediately shucked off my skirt and blouse and climbed up on my dad’s lap sliding my pussy up and down on his hard shaft remembering how good it felt the previous night. My mother didn’t move as she starred at dad and I fucking right there in the living room chair. After only three or four attempts, I had all of dad’s cock inside me and we began to really fuck. It did not take us 10 minutes before we were both climaxing, I was moaning as dad grunted while pulling me down tight on his lap, getting every last inch of his cock inside me. I looked over at mom and she was standing there with one hand in her blouse fondling one of her tits and the other hand was in her crotch fingering her own pussy. Her eyes were closed and suddenly she stepped forward to grab the arm of the chair to steady herself as she climaxed. Dad also saw her and said, get closer Beth and I’ll help you. She moved up against the chair and dad reached down and replaced her hand in her pussy and began to finger fuck her paying special attention to her clit. Mom then grabbed the chair with both hands and stood there shaking as her climax washed through her body while dad was vigorously finger fucking her. Once her climax passed she stepped back and raised her skirt to look at her pussy, she was oozing some juices and she said, “That was a dozy George, haven’t come like that in a long time without having a big cock to get me off.”

When I climbed off dad’s cock which was now semi-hard, his dick was completely coated with cum and there was cum dripping from my pussy. Dad said, “Okay Beth, desert is served.” My mom leaned in and took dad’s cock in her mouth sucking up all the excess cum. I had stepped back a bit to give mom some room, my dad motioned to me and whispered to go lie on the couch on my back and to spread my legs, I did. After mom had licked and sucked dad three or four times, he reached down taking a hold of my mother’s face and pointed it toward me. She looked back at dad and he just nodded at her. She stood up and walked over to me looking straight down at my cum oozing cunt, got on her knees and buried her face in my cunt. God it felt great, she must have dined on me for 15 minutes or so, she gave me two minor climaxes. When she was down we all went to clean up. There was no discussion at all during the rest of the evening, but when it was time to go to bed my dad said to me, “Genie, your mom and I are going to our room to fuck and I would like for you to watch and when we are done, I know your mom would love for you to eat her pussy, would you do that for her? And if I have any energy left, I’ll fuck you while you are eating your mom.”

I watched them fuck, I ate my mom and my dad fucked me again. That was the beginning and ever since then, I have slept with my parents and have had almost as much sex with my mom as with my dad, I’ve had hundreds of threesomes with them.

Then when I was 19 and 20, my dad and his brother, Uncle Bill, and his golf buddies that consisted of about 15 guys, would take me on their weekend golfing trips and take turns fucking me all weekend. This would occur only once or twice a year where I would be typically fucked 20 or 30 times in the two days. At one point they whored me out and I was kept in a motel room getting fucked for two solid days. I can remember times when there would be 7 or 8 guys lined up to fuck me. I loved it and made tons of money.”

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Bathhouse Heaven Ch. 29

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Ass

Riding back after the latest 3 hour bathhouse visit, ass feeling really good in a new way, as if it would love to continue being rimmed and finger fucked for another hour or two. Rarely has a visit started so unevenly, and then ending up revealing – and fulfilling – more about my desires, exposed in a place where they are so easily indulged.

Men are not always ideal cock suckers, actually, particularly when it comes to facial hair. In the porn room, watching some hot jacking and sucking action, the just finished beer added its own enhancement to my stroking. Several weeks had passed since the last visit, making it easier to display my cock to the first man that came in, sitting down on the lowest row beneath me. Clearly a perfect place for a cock sucker to sit, as it turned out. The subtleties of the bathhouse are still something I am learning, after years of visiting.

Getting hard, legs spread, displaying myself, the man below was paying more attention to an approaching set of footsteps than me. Seeing another man turn the corner, to have his cock engulfed quickly. Between watching the real cock sucking and the screen, I was in voyeur heaven – at a place where watching is part of the shared attraction. The blow job continued for a while, turning me hard, as the cock sucked man watched my stroke. After enjoying himself, not cumming so early when at the baths, the man left. Leading to a certain anticipation as I pointed my rod at the cock sucker below me. Fully aware that generally, when at a male only sauna, one cock easily leads to another.

It took only a couple of moments before he turned his attention to me, kneeling on the middle level and taking my horny cock into his soft wet mouth. This is what I had been wanting for weeks, and watching the porn just made the sensations more satisfying. It was so good that poppers were out of the question, sinking into the glorious haze of getting head from a stranger.

Sensations which changed after a while, as his cock sucking started to rub his whiskers over my cock, in an increasingly unpleasant way. It was possible to redirect his sucking whenever it grew too much, but he seemed completely unaware of what I was finding distasteful. Nonetheless, getting sucked and watching porn was attractive enough to put with such things, though with ever less patience.

At some point, my cock no longer really hard, he stood up, and asked for me to fuck him. By this point, my cock was more than a bit sore, my interest waning, though he seemed unaware of that. When he had started going down, I had played with his nipples and tried to reach his cock, but he had no interest in mutual fun, which to be honest tends to be something that reduces my desire. Further, he was blocking the screen, just adding to the lack of desire to do what he asked.

Finally, I left, having to actually force my way past him, finishing off any chance of me doing whatever he wanted.

Though a nice reminder of how easy it is to find sex at the baths, such encounters are not what makes the baths paradise on Earth for men who have enjoyed their delights. I tend to write only about the best experiences, not the mundane or even distasteful, which can occur. Though the visit start was not great, there was also no question that the joy of my cock going into a stranger’s mouth was irresistible, as just had happened. Already providing more than enough enjoyment to ensure my continued interest in going to the baths, regardless of how things developed later.

The next 45 minutes was not much of an canl─▒ bahis improvement in terms of luck – a surprisingly clumsy man in the darkroom, and some distinct unpleasantness in the steam bath, ensuring that I would not be returning to it during this visit.

Around 4:30pm I went upstairs, debating whether this would be the last time exploring before leaving. As it turned out, that was the case, but in a surprisingly satisfactory way.

It is relaxing to simply lay naked in the dark alone, waiting for the next opportunity to arise without concern of time passing. A man came in, soon discovering my extended foot, then stroking upwards. As his hands continued further over my shins, my foot could feel he was still wrapped in a towel. Sliding over the cloth, his cock swelling while pressing and rolling my foot over the stiffening shaft.

We took our time getting turned on, with a nicely increasing intensity, enjoying how well two horny men can play with each other. I first grasped his naked cock as he went down on me, enjoying his luxurious size as his soft mouth slid lower, covering my shaft. He soon began to tempt me with subtle touches, my eager responses to his offering anal delights unmistakable.

We shifted position over time, mainly so that he could keep teasing my horny ass. Something that was turning me into a mindless slut, aided by his talented mouth and tongue. Sliding my leg over his body was an invitation, and when he began tea-bagging me, the pleasure was as addictively wonderful as always, with the extra thrill of knowing my ass was positioned over his face, cock jutting as he played with it.

His cock was jutting too as I stroked it, condoms and poppers in my left hand. My mind was under a spell, both able to plan and unable to resist what was going on. Knowing that at some point, I’d do that first hit, and go down on his gorgeous thick cock. Yet incapable of doing anything but letting him keep me under his control, more than willing to have him have me by the balls. Especially as his tongue seemed to drift ever lower.

Rarely has such a perfect haze of desire fill me, especially considering how well he seemed to know how to make it grow ever better. Anal play has always been something associated with men having sex with other men, and something that has definitely occurred to me at the baths. But this was quite different, as someone who seemed to understand my weaknesses exploited them – with me playing along helplessly. A game I enjoy playing, though generally in his role, being the one taking advantage of someone’s desires to satisfy my own.

I could sense him wetting a finger, making me moan in unstoppable anticipation, then gasp “oh fuck yes” when that coated finger began to touch my soft hole. The sensations were enthralling, as he knew. By now, it was clear enough to my fogged awareness that he was enjoying turning me into his helpless anal slut, just as I have done to many other partners in the past. Knowing what was going on made no difference, helplessly surrendering to his skill.

Starting to really understand what makes being a bottom so attractive, in comparison to rimming. That first bathhouse visit involved the first time getting rimmed by a man, and it was incredible. Since then, a number of experiences have also made a real impression, though the temptation of rimming remains something I cannot resist. Yet now, it felt as if someone was teaching me, something that just increased my concentrating on the sensations.

Something rarely done, even during the two bahis siteleri times I was fucked. In contrast, I have easily fucked more than 20 men over the years, providing an entirely different perspective. One that was getting ever more attractive, deciding to just let him continue, and participate as a willing student, loving their lesson.

His touch grew firmer, starting to press further, making me moan without control, straddling his body, displaying an unstoppable willingness for him to keep using me. Which he did, for an extended period of bliss. A period which ended up with my face near his sexy smelling cock, knowing that I would be sucking it after doing a hit from the magic brown bottle. I’d already run my fingers over his hairy ass crack, making my further interests clear, fully aware of how shared they were likely to be.

His cock was so tempting I could not resist licking and kissing it before taking a deep hit from the magic brown bottle. Going down on his delightfully extended cock, wanting to pleasure him fully as his finger played with my soft hole. My own wettened finger went to his hole, feeling the welcoming softness. As the rush started to fill me, I took his cock deeper as he slowly finger fucked me, enjoying the sensations fully as they expanded through me. Soon, he was being almost deep throated, amazed at how much of his cock I was taking as his finger went in fully.

The cock sucking was like the last visit, as big cocks are starting to be something to be enjoyed, filling my stretched mouth with its soft stiffness, sliding my lips down, tongue pressing along his shaft. No question he was loving it, his finger barely moving as I began to slide my fingertips up and down over his soft ring.

I went down on him for quite a while, and he introduced me to a new pleasure. One that was exquisite, the anal equivalent of playing with the slit of a cock – he rubbed just outside my anus with a slippery fingertip, spreading my cheeks.

The spell that allowed me to imagine the future while lost in the present led to me deciding that my next hit would be when he began rimming me. An appealing idea as he kept sucking my cock, finger manipulating me perfectly. My hips had started to move in rhythm with his finger, my cock wet in his mouth. We were almost 69ing, and he clearly understood how to keep me from cumming as the rush filled my mind with delightfully decadent sensations of pure sexual bliss.

I bent back down to suck his cock, and he positioned my hole over his face. We were at the platform edge, his head and my ass the first thing a visitor would likely encounter of our playing. When his tongue finally touched my hole, my mouth was filled with his cock when doing another hit of rush.

Riding the wave as long as possible, then groaning in animal bliss when his wet finger started to fuck me with willing participation. Merging in sexual delight, utterly explicit about what we were doing. In my case, fully enthralled by anal sex, amazed at how I could make it better the more I let go, letting a man control me completely, yet again discovering how irresistible sex with a stranger can be.

The spell still held me, deciding that the next hit would come when I rimmed him. We had become total sluts with each other especially the way we were enjoying mutual anal games. Particularly the one where he kept finger fucking me so good as I virtually deep throated him, my own wet finger sliding over his sexy soft hole. We continued enjoying dirty fun with each other, the sort of wonderful bahis ┼čirketleri sex that is found so easily at the baths, as has been true for thousands of years. As all repeat visitors know, the baths provide a sexual feast to anyone interested in having sex with other men.

I had been tea-bagging him for a while, making opening the bottle a bit tricky with now slippery fingers. Taking a deep breath, I bent lower, my tongue easily finding his waiting hole, sliding over it. I rimmed him with total abandon, which when so turned on, is even hotter than sucking cock after doing a hit, indulging in the pure decadent satisfaction of being between a man’s legs, tonguing his hot ass. He was under my spell long before I breathed out, my tongue pressing and sliding over his soft anus.

His finger was still inside when we shifted enough so that he could take my cock as I kept licking him. We went into a mutual shared period of sucking, rimming, and fingering, totally open to each other, aware that I was still his bottom even as we shared pleasures equally.

Things blur deliciously after this, reaching paradise. Though at the edge of platform, with the room empty there was no offer being made. Something that changed at some point, as someone appeared who did not take repeated hints to move away. He failed by having no condom and no lube, making it extremely easy to push him away. Plus my teacher kept his finger in my ass after it was clear that I was not interested.

At some point, after repeated mutual sessions of oral/anal enjoyment and a couple more hits of rush, other men began to enter the space. Generally, this had little effect on us, though to my surprise, there seemed to form a five-some without even realizing it. I was straddling my ass licking partner’s face, who was getting sucked as he rimmed me. That I did somewhat understand, knowing that I had been sharing giving head with another man not long ago, as I was rimmed and sucked, playing with the third man’s cock.

Another new man to the right started sucking my cock as the man to my left played with my nipple. An amazing scene, especially after another hit, barely conscious of how it happened as my cock took control, watching four men underneath service me and themselves. This is the sort of thing that fantasy cannot match, something that I have also learned by going to the baths for so long – whatever one reads or hears about men at a gay sauna, the reality of the baths is so much more attractive.

After that group broke up, between several more delicious sessions of mutual rimming and sucking, he said he needed to take a break. Which I gave him, in a certain fashion. I kept my hands running over his body, slowly and teasingly, soon beginning to concentrate on his thighs and ass, leading to us returning to touching wet holes in a couple of delightful moments. We actually did take another real break, both of us just caressing the other for several minutes, until deciding to return to our more intense games.

One memory that stands out is feeling like flying, balanced on his chest, floating almost weightless, centered on the delight of being anally fingered by a man. Another thing that remains vivid is more a series of memories, much like my very first bathhouse visit. Each time I would try to move away, he would keep me helpless, licking or touching my ass so irresistibly that I just gave in, letting him pleasure me. To the point that moving away was just another sign of how completely I wanted to be used like this.

Finally, the games slowed, and he withdrew. Gathering myself together, after going down the stairs, seeing that it was now 6:30pm, Meaning that easily an hour and a half had been spent having sex with a stranger’s finger or tongue on my ass the entire time.

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Bathhouse Heaven Ch. 46

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Anal

Sometimes, bathhouse visits work in a certain fashion, leading to spending a couple of hours satisfying various sex desires with total strangers – along with people who are not exactly strangers after passing years. Such as the short man a couple of visitors behind me in the line of men waiting to enter on a Sunday afternoon, another true bathhouse slut, something that I look at from two different perspectives.

The first, since I have seen him barebacking repeatedly over the years, is that there is a certain risk going beyond certain boundaries. The second being he is a slut, and a very skillful cock sucker. The one who pretty much made me give up using condoms when enjoying oral sex. Basically, he cannot resist a nice available cock, and he knows mine can be very available. Which it was even now, in public outside of the sauna, considering how long it has been since my last bathhouse visit. Memories only satisfy temporary desires while making anticipation grow ever larger, especially of feeling a man’s lips slide over my cock head and down the shaft.

It has become a well worn routine, getting undressed, drinking a beer, going upstairs with my bag, including a camera. Walking around the empty upper floor, I went into a booth and laid on my stomach, legs open. Nobody came by, since basically no one was upstairs, as is typical for at least the first hour after this bathhouse opens. Not always by any means, for when something happens upstairs at the start of a visit, it is generally more than worth the time of the other periods spent waiting.

Putting the camera and bag into my locker, the dressing area was not too crowded. Going downstairs, I first looked at the whirlpool, which held a couple of people and the main fountain jetting. Not exciting enough, particularly after noticing how many towels were in the steambath wall cubbyholes.

The steam room was half full, most men being in the somewhat lit front area, at least a couple of pairs seeming quite intimate. Spending some time in the back, nothing developed except a bit of sweat. Leaving, I saw my towel had been taken, which is one of the slightly strange things that happens here. I went to the bar, naked, and they gave me a fresh towel. This is not something so unusual that they aren’t familiar with men needing a new towel. Occasionally, pretty serious disputes about towel ownership have erupted in the dark room, something I find mainly amusing.

Going back upstairs, the ‘new’ section with a sling room and booths was empty. In the other section, a door to one porn cabin was closed. Walking down the short entrance space into the porn room, what could be seen on the wall was promising, a pair involved in anal oral sex, both hard. The video was definitely to my taste, even before it became apparent there was a pair in the center of the benches. The man sitting getting head was the one recognized at the entrance as a true slut.

The man with the large cock getting head turned to look as I sat, spreading my towel, then putting down the condoms and the magic brown bottle. Sitting back naked, legs open, hand naturally finding a horny swelling cock, watching erotic gay porn. After starting to get harder, I looked down at an actual blow job, thinking how good it would feel to get sucked. Knowing that it would likely happen soon, horny cock going into a stranger’s welcoming mouth. Everyone who visits a male only sauna is aware of the opportunities and temptations, and how easily they can be satisfied.

The man getting blown turned to directly look at me playing with my stiff length, and seeing its size, he soon moved between my legs, gripping the shaft of my rigid cock. ‘Fuck yes .. god yes .. want it .. suck me’ I moaned as he started to go down, taking his time to tease and tempt. He is quite a skilled cock sucker, good enough to have basically made me give up condoms by oral sex. A decision I have yet to regret, particularly considering how good it feels with a bare cock compared to a covered one – giving or receiving.

After a delicious moment of giving head, he asked for the poppers. Of course I was happy to share, as poppers make sex fantastic. Particularly bathhouse sex, among other men who know just how oerfectly poppers adds to male only sex. I opened the bottle under his nose, his lips still spread over my cock head, and he breathed in a couple of times at each nostril. This is one method, but the way I prefer is to take a single long hit, and hold my breath as the rush takes control. Even better is doing the same long hit, then sharing it by kissing your partner, breathing out as they breath in, lips and tongues merging.

But once the rush starts to expand through your body, the method of breathing in the scent is meaningless. Keeping my breath in as he started canl─▒ bahis to take me deeper again, looking at the hot dirty porn action, sinking into paradise before breathing out. This was heavenly, sharing poppered male sex with someone I’d had sex with before, seeing how his cock was still being sucked as he went down on me. My cock felt immense filling his mouth, feeling how the poppers were taking control of him also, recognizing the attraction of giving head while the rush fills you.

The thing that makes getting head after doing a hit of poppers extraordinary is when the person going down on you does a hit first. Both becoming pure mouth fucking sluts, connecting at a primal level of pure sex. Pumping my cock into his mouth, hips moving, legs spread, knowing he would deep throat me as I watched the rimming porn. Rimming has always been part of what I associate with a bathhouse, and watching it while being sucked was irresistible. This was the sort of thing imagined years ago, indulging in a certain late 70s sexual haze, enjoying how so many things come together in a bathhouse. Most definitely including the bowl, beer, and brown bottle combining to make anonymous sex like this irresistible – especially knowing that the baths were always easily available to repeat the pleaure.

After an extended interval of oral bliss, he stood up and moved towards my mouth. Considering just how truly slutty I know he is, sucking his cock was not really going to happen. Instead, I began to teabag him, fingers wrapped around his truly majestic sized cock, tongue bathing his balls. As I did this, the other cock sucker began to caress my shaft.

The standing man became more insistent, but never crudely rude. We do know each, in certain ways, both of us being serious bathhouse sluts, each aware that the other can easily have sex with a half dozen men. However, my refusing his various desires goes back years, boundaries being a necessary part of enjoying the bathhouses without undue problems. Being slutty is one thing – being a complete bareback slut is something else.

However, adapting has occurred on these boundaries over the years, and he has been involved on each side. He definitely played a central role in my giving up using condoms when getting head. This was years ago, when getting blown was still unexpected, much like the thrill of watching gay porn, openly stroking my horny cock at the scene. He sat next to me, and was soon turning me on in a growing wave, before asking whether I wanted to go to a booth. My mind was barely functional, but my free hard cock was on display as we left together, knowing that the other men there were aware of what would be happening.

The video in the booth was showing a threesome that was so hot to watch as he stroked my cock. Size rarely matters to me in any sense, but he had a magnificent sexy big cock, and stroking it was surprisingly enjoyable. Even then, I knew that no condom would fit over its majestic girth and length, but when it became obvious he wanted to go down on me, I paused him to put on a condom. At which point he grew irritated, basically demanding that I take it off since there is no pleasure in sucking a covered cock, and then left.

This is a basic part of sex of the baths, where the freedom to accept and refuse, to either decide to stop or simply float along, is always available. There are no obligations on anyone’s part, at least when it comes to what is done or not done. One needs to be aware, that like riding a motorcycle, caution is necessary for extended fun over years, but this particular incident put into sharp focus just how much easier it would be to ignore using a condom, at least for the naked delights of oral sex. As began to happen increasingly after that point, thinking how easy it would have been to just give in instead of missing out.

On the other side, though, after a recent steam room session of hot public anal sex, he wanted to be fucked too – and tried to take off the condom. This is utterly unacceptable, of course, and his opinion about it is meaningless, particularly as I am now much more aware of how he enjoys the baths.

When it became clear that he was not going to get head, he moved down to the middle row again. Meaning that the other familiar cock sucker simply took his place, starting to blow me almost immediately after the other man left. Watching hot gay porn, in paradise, knowing that several men were seeing me get off this way. Also knowing that they were fully aware of how fantastic it is to have sex this way, just letting go. becoming so sexually available among other men.

This second blow job was so good that using poppers again would have likely led to orgasm, so I just kept staring at the hot gay sex on the wall, my stiff rod inside his mouth. bahis siteleri It was simply too early in the visit to cum yet, even if the beer, bowl, and poppers were working their familiar magic, as the baths offer any number of truly addictive pleasures. However, regardless of not exactly subtle hints, rimming never happened. Rare as it is, rimming remains a true desire of mine, even knowing that it does not happen with anywhere near the frequency of sucking or fucking.

Finally, having almost cum several times, I left the porn room after the scene ended, and the opening credits of another movie started playing. This sort of straightforward simple satisfaction has basically become routine, even if it is just one pleasure among a wide variety one can encounter here.

Going into the dark room, it took little time for someone to find me, a stranger whose kissing and intimate caresses were wonderful. It took him just a couple of moments to make me thoroughly rigid, my foot exploring his crotch as he moved closer. However, he shifted a bit before starting to go down on me, causing my foot to lose contact even as his lips slid lusciously down my shaft. I gave up doing anything except letting him give me irresistible head, something we obviously both preferred.

At some point, another man lay on my left side, his hand playing with my nipple after I reached for his hard cock. However, we never really became a threesome, with the cock sucker to my right moving away as the new man continued to explore my body, first with fingers, then soon followed by his soft mouth, lips and tongue working their magic. He moved on top of me, and we began to enjoy some lovely cock to cock satisfaction. Discovering how sexy cocks are was truly eye opening, even if the process took a long while from my first high school experiences watching a friend cum as we jacked off together decades ago to now enjoying the sort of decadent physical cock delights found at a male only sauna.

He too soon went down on me, and again, his skill so exquisite that rush was again out of the question. We floated in a haze of cock sucking pleasure for an extended interval. Which ended when he found another cock, mine no longer really available, after having almost cum repeatedly.

Walking around again, finding surprisingly little happening downstairs, I went back upstairs, returning to the dark room after finding the porn cabins occupied and the porn room empty. Happily, it again took little time for another pairing to start forming. We were still not hard when another man approached the platform edge, checking to see if we were erect in turn, then quickly leaving. This makes no sense to me, in general – making another man hard is always delightful, and the attraction of getting hard is always enticing.

There is no question that the baths are direct, and that directness is part of what makes them so attractive once experienced. But this style is simply too mindlessly direct, seeming to lack even the simplest understanding of what makes sex so irresistible, starting to get lost so easily in shared growing pleasure.

The dark room was quite full the entire time we played, most of spent on my back, knees up, providing a certain boundary to the motion around us. He was another skilled cock sucker, and it was clear he liked me playing with his hard cock as he went down on me. However, in the crowded conditions, his cock was never available to suck, starting to create a certain desire to rise. The space grew warmer, and as we humped cock to cock, I could feel his sweat, including hot drops over chest and face.

At some point, he simply disappeared into the crowd. Considering how my cock had been on the edge of cumming, I needed a pause also. The dark room had become truly full, and after sensing that a path had opened, I tried leaving – only to be blocked by a man who decided to sit down between my legs just as I started to stand up. Where he remained, until finally working around him.

Going over to the gloryhole wall, there was no action. Sadly not a surprise, even if discovering they existed originally had been so delightful, adding a missing element to the variety of how men have hot anonymous sex. A bathhouse without gloryholes lacks one of the most intense ways to enjoy oral sex, body pressing against the wall, completely cock focussed as you cum in a stranger’s mouth.

Outside, it was no real surprise to see three quarters of an hour had passed, much of it with my cock in the mouth of a couple of talented cock suckers. Both of whom were fully focussed on worshipping whoever’s cock they could entice into their soft willing mouths. Having become a devoted cock sucker myself, I understood how much pleasure they were taking from going down on a hard cock, and bahis ┼čirketleri was more than happy that mine was available. Without any thought of using a condom, having become as completely addicted as everyone else here to wonderfully naked oral sex.

Downstairs, the steambath was now quite full, yet nothing was happening among all the standing figures. I had reached the point of considering leaving – not only of the steam room, but the baths too. But then I saw a man sitting on the bench, and it became possible to work through the bodies to get next to him, sitting to his left. It took only a short moment to start playing, teasing and touching cocks and nipples, getting harder together, stroking each other’s cocks.

He went down on me first, leaning over to take my cock into paradise. Sinking deeper, aware of apparently being the only man here getting his cock sucked. This is one of the more unexplainable things about the baths – when truly full, the amount of sex seems to shrink to almost none. Yet I was also aware that he would be the man I would go down on after doing a hit from the poppers bottle. His sucking was exquisite, especially as he jacked off while I played with his hard nipples, both of us floating in bliss, my hand feeding my cock into his wet mouth, using it to get off so good, riding the edge of orgasm with a skilled partner.

My hand was coated in a mixture of his spit and my pre-cum when it reached for his stiff hot cock, kissing his neck as I began stroking its gorgeous length. My left hand reached around his head, guiding his face to mine, to start kissing him deeply. Cock suckers appeal to me in several slutty ways, and kissing where a cock has been is a total turn on, tongue going deep and exploring.

He had been turned into a total slut, unable to resist my desire to go down on his sexy rod. Breaking our kiss, I moved from the smooth bench to be in front of him, perfectly positioned to worship his cock after deeply inhaling the scent from the little brown bottle. Taking his cock in my hand, lips sliding over its slippery soft skin, the feeling of pure horniness expanding from my lungs, finally enjoying the effects, indulging my desire to become a bathhouse cock sucker again. cock so hard.

I began deep throating even before breathing out, feeling how cock and mouth merged into a universe of pure pleasure, starting to jack off like he had, both of us lost in mindless mutual satisfaction. I love cock, as do so many other men at saunas like this, and poppers make a great accompaniment when stroking, mouth filled with a stranger’s gorgeous hot cock. My left hand ran over his balls and between his legs as my mouth reached the base of his cock, feeling how it quivered as I began to touch around his hole.

However, the crowding became a problem, making me move back to the bench. Prompting him to stand up, his jutting cock at the perfect height for me to continue deep throating its luscious silky length. He played with my nipples as he started to mouth fuck me, my hand pumping a totally horny dick, legs wide open, my finger pressing against his soft pulsing anus. It is a real turn on for me to touch a person’s hole, a wonderfully dirty pleasure to feel how yielding they become.

Soon, he was guiding me, communicating what he wanted easily, just as I had before. Cumming quickly tends to end the fun, an attitude both of us shared. After several pauses, he finally stopped my sucking, pulling out of my more than willing mouth. I assumed he was just pausing again, but his jacking off became ever more intense along with mine, and the hot drops I began feeling were not sweat, but his hot cum as he orgasmed.

Normally, the story would end on this note, leaving the dim steaminess and getting dressed, but there is a bit of a final twist. Finding my towel gone again, I simply took someone’s towel, from the same spot mine had been taken, knowing that I would be leaving after a final shower, unwilling to ask for another fresh towel. Putting this towel over my condoms and poppers while showering, someone wearing a baseball hat but otherwise naked and half erect, kept looking at the naked men showering. He was in the sort of daze that the baths can so easily produce, then he started to lift up my towel as if to take it.

At which point he was informed that it was not his, causing him to turn sheepishly, after seeing what the towel had been covering, making my claim of ownership difficult to dispute. The irony involved was obvious and quite amusing, at least after it became clear there was no danger of the rush bottle breaking – or disappearing.

Having decided to go after spending two and a quarter hours this visit turned out to be a good decision, as the first rain was just starting to fall. Leading to racing the weather, leaving without putting on any rain gear, adding a last thrill of what felt like a surprisingly unsurprising trip. Arriving home just as the rain started again, pleased at how perfectly another sauna visit had gone.

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So, here I was, getting ready to land at the Denver Airport, wondering how in the world I got into this situation and what my new life would be like. Of course, in order to for you to understand my story I’ll have to give you a little background history.

My name is Jason, and I’m eighteen years old. Up ’til now I’d been living with my parents in Oregon. My parents had recently been killed in a freak accident with a logging truck and I was being schlepped off to go live with my grandmother Rose. Now, my parents had been some back-to-the-land, quasi-religious types whose idea of a righteous lifestyle was to live up in the mountains fifty miles from the nearest town and a million miles from any kind of modern influence (hey, if I sound a little bitter, I AM)! We had no neighbors, and, consequently, I had no friends. I was home-schooled and, apart from brief forays into town to stock up on supplies, had very little contact with other people aside from my folks. My parents had some kind of philosophical feud going on with their respective family’s, and I don’t think I’d seen any of them, any, since I was five or so. This was especially true of my maternal grandmother (Rose), whom my parents, on the few occasions they ever mentioned her, was presented as some kind of she-witch from hell!

As I’ve mentioned, I was home-schooled and was essentially a solitary, private child. To top it off, I had been a somewhat sickly child when younger and, at eighteen, still looked like I was thirteen or so. Skinny, only five foot four, no bodily hair, and (worst of all) a cock that was barely four inches long when fully hard! Of course, at eighteen my cock was hard most of the time, but the only release I’d had up ’til now was sneaking off to the woods to play with myself while poring over an old, tattered copy of Playboy that I found once beside the road.

So, think about it: Eighteen years old, no experience with the outside world (never mind the opposite sex), and off to start a new life with no idea of what to expect… Of course, these were the thoughts and frustrations filling my mind and churning my stomach as the plane approached the airport. Well, the landing was uneventful, and, after I had made my way through the airport to the luggage carousel and was standing there nervously waiting for my solitary bag to come off, darting glances here and there around the terminal looking for someone, anyone, who could possibly be my grandmother, a hand gently tapped me on my shoulder and said, in a questioning tone,

“Jason, Jason, is that you sweetheart?”

I turned around and there she was, to me, a vision of beauty: An inch or two taller than me (but, who wasn’t?), very nicely dressed, with stylishly coiffed short blond hair, and just a little on the chunky side, but, nonetheless, somehow fit looking. To my uninitiated eyes she looked no more than 45 years old (I later found out that she was actually 57), and more of a active, attractive, businesswoman rather than someone I would have imagined as my grandmother. We made some idle chit chat while we waited for my luggage, and then made then long trek out of the airport to her car and started the drive home. Rose (immediately after the first time I addressed her as “Grandmother Rose” she admonished me and insisted that I address her as simply “Rose”) lived a fair way out in the suburbs of Denver, and this gave me a chance to somewhat surreptitiously study her as we talked during the drive. My first impressions seemed correct, elegant, well-spoken and very, very pretty. As I mentioned earlier, she was a little stocky, but by the curve of her legs showing underneath her skirt, no stranger to an active lifestyle. I also found out during our conversation that she had been divorced for the last ten years (something my parents had never mentioned) and, I gathered, that her divorce had left her with a tidy sum of money.

When we finally reached her house I was totally amazed. Wrought-iron gates and a stone archway lead up to a long, curving driveway past a well-tended flower garden to a large, Victorian ranch that I thought fit for some Hollywood mogul. Rose gave me an abbreviated tour through her palatial estate and then led my to what was to be my room. Growing up in a small A-frame in the mountains of Oregon had left me ill-prepared for the sumptuousness of her home, and I was only the more impressed when, later, she showed me her swimming pool in back, about 50 yards away from the house. Rose had an Olympic-sized pool enclosed by a four foot fence on the front, with a taller fence on the other three sides. The entranceway had a gate and archway closely resembling the entranceway to her house, with the only difference that the pool entranceway was entirely framed with mirrors, and also the interior wall had a similar mirrored surface. A full bar was present (although, I didn’t recognize it as such as the time), along with a large array of recognizably high-quality pool furnishings such as chaises, lounge chairs, etc.

The next couple of weeks flew by in a blur as I settled into my new surroundings, so unlike anything I had experienced until I came to live with Rose. Eating well, lounging around in a beautiful house, and, simply hanging out with my beautiful grandmother. We spent a great deal of time in and around her pool, and, I did find myself becoming uncomfortably aroused at times. Rose was fond of wearing rather skimpy bathing suits and I found myself often unable canl─▒ bahis to take my eyes off her. While she was a little chunky, she had gorgeously toned legs, and a sweetly rounded butt. Her boobs, while a little on the small side, stuck deliciously straight out from her chest, and from the way that her nipples poked out from the fabric of tops, were long and thick. I must admit that her close proximity and luscious body inspired more than a few stroking sessions on my part late at night alone in my room, especially so because she was very affectionate towards me, hugging and kissing me often (sweet torture when we were at the pool…). However, I was totally taken aback at a conversation we had one night before I went to bend after being there a week or two!

“Jason, dear, we need to have a little talk.”

“OK Rose, what’s on your mind” I said with a little sinking feeling, thinking that she might have heard an inadvertent noise while I was pleasuring myself one night.

“Well, Jason, I guess I’m what you might consider to be a social nudist” she replied. “What I mean by that is that I enjoy being naked around the house, and I kind of miss that since you’ve been here.”

“Oh, oh” I replied, as smartly as I could at the time!

“Look honey” Rose said, “I don’t want to embarrass you or anything, but I really do like being nude. Now, I’m not saying that you should walk around naked if it would make you uncomfortable in any way, just that I hope you wouldn’t mind if I do.”

“Well, Rose, I don’t know if I can or not, but, I mean, it is your house, so you should do whatever you like best” was the best reply I could come up with at the moment.

“OK Jason, but please do remember that you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to” she said, “Now, I’m kind of tired and feel like turning in,” and leaned over to kiss me on the cheek.

“Alright Rose, I’m tired myself, so, see you tomorrow.”

My heart was pounding as we walked side-by-side up the stairs; I honestly thought I would be sick. Sure, the thought of actually seeing Rose naked was the most exciting thing I had ever dreamed of, but what if I got a hard-on in front of her? Would she think I was some kind of pervert? And, let’s face it; I had a small cock! Would she laugh at me? Make fun of me? Those were the thoughts that kept me up almost all night, but, also, would she maybe get angry at me if she was walking around naked and I didn’t, or wouldn’t? Above all, I had truly come to love Grandmother Rose, and certainly did not want anything to jeopardize our relationship. Oh yeah, tossing and turning all night long.

Well, the next morning I decided that I would do anything Rose seemed to want, so I took my shower and headed downstairs, naked, for breakfast (hoping every moment that I wouldn’t embarrass myself!) When I got to the kitchen I was greeted by the sight of Rose bent over taking something out of the refrigerator! Oh, God, a beautifully rounded plump ass, with barely a hint of her heavenly cunt showing through her slightly spread legs!

“Morning Dear!” she chirped as she stood up and turned around.

“Hi Rose” I sort of squeaked as I tried (somewhat unsuccessfully) to keep my eyes glued to her face, “What’s for breakfast?”

“Whatever you want, babe!” she said, as hers eyes slowly roamed downward to my cock, and then back up to my face “I see you decided to try a little freedom yourself this morning!”

“Um, yeah,” I said, “Could I just have a couple of eggs, please?” I said as I hurriedly sat down at the table.

“Sure, dear, anything you want!”

As Rose started to cook our breakfast I tried to avoid looking at her, but my eyes were irresistibly drawn towards her, and this is what I saw; again, a sweet, sexy, slightly chubby sweetheart! She was absolutely gorgeous! Her tits stood out proudly from her chest, and (just like I had imagined) her nipples looked like little thumbs standing out proudly from large pink areolas covering most of her smallish breasts. While I was able to see her mostly from the back or side as she was cooking, the few glimpses I was got from a front view showed me a bald cunt! All of the women I had seen in my moldy old Playboy had had a full bush, and I can’t begin to describe how beautiful her bald pussy looked to my virgin eyes! I had somewhat forgotten that the kitchen table had a glass top, but after Rose finished cooking and served us, my eyes were doing a mad dance between her cute, cute face, perky tits and sweet, sweet cunt shining up at me through the transparent table surface (especially as she was sitting with her legs slightly spread and I was catching glimpses of some delicately curled, protruding inner lips)! Unfortunately, as I realized somewhat belatedly, my hairless little cock was now entirely hard, and, judging from the angle of Roses’ stare, was blatantly apparent to her as well!

I was absolutely mortified at my reaction, and doubly so as we finished eating and Rose started clearing the dishes. She brought her own dishes to the counter, and then turned and stood facing me.

“Jason, dear, if you’re finished could you bring your dishes over?” she asked.

“Um, well, sure” was the best I could do, as I slowly stood up and walked toward her, my stiff cock standing straight up against my belly. As I approached, Rose’s eyes glided straight down my body to my rampant hard-on, as I began to stammer out an excuse…

“Rose, Rose, I’m bahis siteleri so sorry! I didn’t mean to… I couldn’t help it!”

She raised her eyes to mine for a brief moment, smiled beatifically, and said “Jason, Jason, Jason, don’t be embarrassed, there’s nothing wrong with getting a little excited when you see someone of the opposite sex naked! It’s perfectly natural! Don’t you think anything of it, and I won’t either. Now, go watch TV for a little while I take care of these dishes, and then we’ll head out to the pool.”

Alright, Grandmother Rose” I let slip out due to my massive embarrassment, “let me know when you’re ready.”

“Now Jason,” she admonished, “I’ve told your before to just call me Rose, and, besides, I don’t really feel that much like your grandmother when you’re standing there naked in that state…”

I somewhat hurriedly rushed out to the rec room and tried to compose myself (with my heart pounding a mile a minute) and tried to sort out what had just happened. Well, I had gotten a boner in front of Rose, but, after all, it was the first time I’d actually seen a naked woman in the flesh (although, there was no way she could have known that). Still, she didn’t really seem to mind that much (saying it was natural and so on), so I was kinda OK with the previous little interlude ÔÇô but, will it as I might, my cock wouldn’t go down! Flashes of that sexy body kept flitting through my mind, and, of course, my worry that Rose would think I was some sex freak didn’t help matters any. Oh, what a state to be in. Especially as I could now hear the dishwasher starting and knew, absolutely knew, that Rose would be coming into the room at any moment!

“Jason, you ready for a swim?” I heard, as Rose poked her head through the doorway, and then entered. Again, I could hardly keep my eyes on her face as I was so totally aware of, and self conscious of, our mutual nudity.

“Sure Rose,” I replied and slowly stood up to face her, my hard cock still flat against my belly. I gave a half-hearted little shrug as I saw her glance down at me, and said “let’s go, I bet the water’s great!” We started through the house out towards the pool, and, as we got outside Rose took my hand in hers and gave it a little squeeze. We slowly walked hand-in-hand towards the pool (a good 50 yards, or so) and I was feeling fairly comfortable until we started to approach the mirrored gateway. I suddenly caught sight of us as we got closer, and saw my bald, hard cock lewdly bobbing up and down as we got closer and closer! I glanced up at the reflection of Rose’s face as we approached; she just gave me a reassuring smile and squeezed my hand a little tighter. I embarrassedly grinned back at Rose, but then nearly fainted as I remembered that most of the fencing around the pool was also mirrored and I wouldn’t be able to avoid being reminded of my state of arousal everywhere I looked while we were out here! We walked through the entranceway and sat down at a 45 degree angle from each other around the table. We had no sooner sat down that Rose asked me to get us a glass of wine from the bar. I hurriedly acquiesced, as I needed something to occupy my hands, my mind, and, not the less, to calm my nerves… I took my time pouring our glasses of wine, and slowly walked back to the table, painfully aware of my boner as I approached Rose. She focused on my cock as I walked back, and never moved her eyes away as I came closer. Finally, I was standing directly in front of her, inches from her face, hard as a rock (all four inches!), as she accepted the wine, she slowly looked up at me, and said:

“Jason darling, here’s to a lovely morning, some good wine, and, most of all, here’s to us!” as she reached up and we gently clinked our glasses together.

I sat down in my lounger and tried to relax both my mind and my nerves, and, after a while, was able to do both! As the morning passed (and, as the wine flowed…) I gradually started to enjoy myself! Here I was, stark naked, with a full-blown hardon, sitting outside with a lovely naked woman! I knew my cock was on the small side, but started not to care, and to be comfortable, and happy, with my nudity. I had had the foresight to grab a pair of sunglasses shortly after we got out to the pool, and, behind this little mask, had been drinking in the sweet, naked body of Rose. Sweet perky little tits and a sexy, sexy pussy! When we first came out, she had been sitting somewhat primly with her legs rather close together. But as we sat out longer and longer, her legs had slowly parted farther and farther. Now, of course, she wasn’t sitting with her legs spread wide, but I still was able to get a nice clear view of her bald cunt! She had nicely protruding pussy lips and I also managed a few glimpses of her inner cunt, deliciously pink, and looking sweetly moist! She also didn’t hide the fact that she was enjoying looking at my cock, more than once during the morning I caught her staring straight at it in a sort of silent reverie! Finally we stirred, after a couple of hours of lazy, relaxed conversation, and, after a nice long stretch (that brought those perky little tit into sharp focus), Rose spoke.

“What do you think, Jason, want to head back to the house?”

“Sure,” I replied, “we don’t want to get caught in the rain!” The sky had indeed been clouding up over the last half hour, so, after another languid stretch Rose reached out her hand to mine and we started back to the house, bahis ┼čirketleri half-empty wine glasses in our free hands, and my stiff, hairless cock swinging in front of me! After we reached the house we both headed into the rec room to relax and hang out a little more. As we started to sit down Rose asked my to go to the bar and get us each another glass of wine. Now, we had both been sipping wine for most of the morning, but neither of us really seemed to be showing any signs of tipsiness, in fact, I had never felt more alert, more alive than at this moment (of course, on my part, I’m sure that was due to my extreme arousal, and still, even now, a sense of uncertainty or embarrassment about walking around in front of her with my stiff cock pointing at the sky!). After I got our wine, I went back to join Rose, and saw that she had turned the TV on. She patted the divan next to me and said, with a broad grin;

“Come and sit down here next to me Jason, so we can relax and enjoy each other’s company some more. It’s been such a fun morning; I haven’t felt this good in ages!”

“Oh, me neither Rose, this really has been great! I was a little nervous at first, but I guess I’m getting used to it.”

“Jason, Jason, there’s nothing to be nervous about! I told you before; it’s perfectly natural for a boy to get excited when he’s with a naked woman. Besides, it’s been quite a while since I’ve seen a nice stiff cock myself (with that, she dropped her eyes downward and looked straight at my boner, then, after a moment or two she brought her gaze back up to my face and continued), and to tell you the truth, I’m enjoying the view quite a bit myself! Now you hush, and we’ll watch a little TV while we enjoy our wine.”

With that, she clinked her glass against mine, draped her arm loosely around my shoulders, and turned her head to look at the TV. Well, I tried my best to follow suit but having her arm on my shoulders had made me even more acutely aware of her presence, and of her nudity. It didn’t help matters any that we were watching HBO, and that a fairly racy movie was on, even though it was still only early afternoon. We watched mostly in silence, slowly sipping our wine. However, every time the action in the movie heated up a bit, Rose tightened her arm around me, and had, by now, squirmed a little closer to me so that I could feel her breast and stiff nipple poking into my arm. By now I felt like I was almost shaking, I was so, so horny! My bald little cock was so stiff it actually hurt! Finally, after a particularly hot movie scene, Rose put her free hand on my thigh, turned to me, and said

“Jason, dear, you’ve had a boner for a long time now haven’t you? Two or 3 hours at least?”

“Well. um yes, Rose, but I couldn’t really help it…”

“No, baby, I didn’t mean that” She said, and slowly reached over and gently wrapped her hand around my throbbing cock. “It isn’t good for you to be hard for that long without any relief, honey, and I just want to help you out…”

She started to delicately move her hand up and down my cock, and the feeling was indescribably intense, and oh so pleasurable. But that was nothing compared to what happened next! She bent over my lap, slowly licked up the length of my shaft, and then sucked me all the way into her mouth! I came almost immediately, and began to stammer out an incoherent apology!

“Rose, Rose, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to… I couldn’t stop it!”

She slowly let my still-hard little cock slide from her mouth, looked up at me and said

“No more apologies Jason! I expected you to come, I wanted you to come! That was the whole idea, sweetheart. Now, you just sit back and let me give you a proper sucking!”

At that, she slid down onto the floor in front of me, pushed my legs wide open, and started sucking me softly and slowly. This time it was even sweeter. I had just had an orgasm, and knew, instinctively, that I wouldn’t come again so soon… She slowly bobbed her head up and down my cock, and it felt so good, so warm, so soft… I sat there in heaven as I looked down at the back of her head gently moving, and couldn’t believe that such a lovely lady was sucking me, and enjoying every bit of it! She must have sucked me for at least ten minutes before I felt my balls start to tingle again, and let out a groan of pure delight as I began to come! Even after my orgasm subsided, she continued to suck me for another minute or so, then got up off the floor and snuggled up next to me. She put her lips to mine and, as both our mouths opened, slid her tongue into my mouth to meet mine! This was also the first time I had actually kissed a woman, and the feeling was fantastic as our tongues gently danced together! Rose took my hand and placed it on her boob. I gently kneaded her beautiful little tit, and delicately squeezed and tugged on her long, stiff nipples. We broke our kiss finally, and she smiled sweetly at me and guided my head down toward her boob. I licked all over those luscious little mounds, then took her nipple into my mouth. I sucked and sucked her nipple, accompanied by soft sighs of pleasure and whispers of encouragement! I moved my attention to her other tit, and she took my hand and slid it down her body onto her cunt! I couldn’t believe I finally had my hand on a woman’s pussy! I brushed my fingers up and down her slit for what seemed like ages before I ventured to slowly slide my finger inside her. When I did it felt so warm and tight, and Rose groaned her appreciation. I slid my finger in and out, and felt every inch of her sweet cunt! Rose finally placed her hand over mine and guided my hand away from her pussy, then kissed me again and said

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Only slowly did I become aware of my cock deliciously hardening in a stranger’s mouth, the pleasure drowning awareness of its source. When I first began visiting the bathhouse, I always tried to use a condom, but over time, eager cocksuckers had turned me into a devotee of letting my bare cock be sucked off by strangers. The turning point in my caution occurred the first time it occurred to me that after my cock had already been in a man’s willing mouth, a condom did not really matter. Particularly in comparison to the sheer ecstasy of being sucked.

A reality clearly known to just about everyone in the bathhouse, where condom use involving oral sex is almost non-existent. For reasons that any man who has felt the difference between naked and covered sucking understands, particularly when the person giving the blow job wants an uncovered cock – and hot cum.

Fingers had begun touching now stiff nipples, making me moan and sink deeper into the sensations coming from a wetly surrounded cock. My left hand was stroking a stiff cock, arm stretched over the head of the man on his knees that had so easily managed to make me his willing slut. I was bent to the right, licking a man’s nipple as my hand slid over and around his armpit.

This Sunday mid-afternoon, the steambath was the most crowded I had ever seen, with easily 15 men in the darkened back all having sex, a feast for those with eyes and ears interested in male group sex. To be honest, pretty much all the people that come to this particular orgy room are the sort that cannot resist getting off together with other men. The steambath at a male only sauna has a certain universal appeal, regardless of whether a man is married, single, ‘straight’ or bi – to call all visitors gay is not quite accurate, though. Regardless of how one defines oneself, this means that having enjoyed such a steambath’s charms once, any bathhouse offers the opportunity to repeat the experience. And as has turned out to be true, there are always bathhouses around, because getting off with other men is irresistible once indulged.

However, this local bathhouse remains at the top of my personal list, with its stonework, mixed crowd of ages and types, and surprisingly relaxed atmosphere considering how many men hook up to have sex each day. Over the last year or so, it has felt as if more men are visiting, particularly on weekends. Generally, more crowded times seem to offer less promising opportunities in my opinion, as there comes a point where a larger number of men is inhibiting, not erotic. Not that one cannot have a lot of fun at such times, it is just simply somehow a less free and turned on mood in general. This is the primary reason to generally avoid visiting on a Saturday, for example.

Today was different, this most definitely not being the case now. Much the same had been true in the darkroom beforehand, filled with a dozen men having sex. Including myself, getting sucked by two men while watching and hearing the other men fucking and sucking, all of us sluts for such easily enjoyed sex. Along with going down on one man, sharing his cock with another, sliding my fingers over his balls and ass cleft, stroking myself the entire time, then kneeling and twisting to offer my rigid cock for him to worship. A promptly accepted offer, taking my guided cock ever deeper into his softly welcoming mouth. By this point, my now free right hand found the hard length of the other cocksucker, creating a hot threesome, intense but never dangerously close to orgasm.

When we finally broke up, I wandered around a bit more, passing several booths with men standing outside. This remains impossible to understand, even after almost a decade of getting off with other men at bookstores, theaters, and at the baths. Mainly because in all that time have I ever seen one of those men enter a booth with another man, though it must happen.

The men in at least canl─▒ bahis three other cabins, one on his stomach, the other two leaning back with legs spread, were much easier to understand – and if the mood had struck, to satisfy. However, men just standing around who avoid all contact tend to be offputting, to be honest. The whirlpool tends to have this aspect as well – men who simply refuse all invitations, from subtle to overt.

The whirlpool had actually been this visit’s first stop, after finishing my usual glass of beer. Entering the water led to the sorts of pleasures I remember as being common in the past, the whirlpool also possessing its own delightful charms. Especially when stroking a hard cock, enjoying sex in public, having my nipple played with by the man to the left, while on the right, a man was massaging my foot as he rubbed it against his hard cock. Remembering just how good such mutual play is, sinking into a sensual paradise, shared by two other men, all of us indulging in uninhibited male touching.

It became impossible not to moan when the man to be left raised my foot, starting to bathe the sole with this tongue, before kissing and sucking my delighted toes, soon quivering on the edge of orgasm, a nipple being tweaked as I jacked off. Mind floating away in the pleasure of giving a stranger the opportunity to indulge his own sexual interests, looking at his sexy hard cock as he stroked it, my left hand on another hard cock, moving in the same motion as my jerking off. Group sex like this is irresistible, just letting the sensations flow, completely turned on in a place where men have sex.

Such an introduction, along with the encounters in the darkroom and steamroom, had left me in a truly aroused state when going downstairs for the second time, entering the steamroom, easily slipping into its erotic atmosphere, reaching out to play with cocks and nipples, feeling other men do the same to me. Quickly leading to a man bending down to take my waiting cock in his mouth. The tempting aroma of poppers was in the air, but I was much too turned on to open my own bottle at this point. After enjoying myself thoroughly, the heat had started to become a factor.

Pushing through the crowd, I was near the back wall, moving towards the front section to leave, when a hand brushed my cock, causing me to pause. Then turning towards him, reaching out to guide his cock against mine. The sheer sexiness of turned on cock is hard to explain to a man who hasn’t enjoyed it. A truth that remains probably the single most surprising aspect of having sex with other men. By this point, though they are obviously different, a hard cock or a wet cunt are equally appealing when turned on.

Soon, back against the smooth tiled wall, I started helplessly sinking into the sea of perfectly addictive sexual sensations. The heat no longer seemed so enveloping, the pressing of naked sweaty bodies against mine growing ever more entrancing. I was jerking off a cock, sharing the motion with another’s hand, as at least two hands played with my cock and balls, while another hand played with my nipples. Women do not seem to generally realize just how sensitive a man’s nipples are, especially when already aroused. On the other hand, most bathhouse visitors know very well from repeated experience, and are more than willing to share that knowledge in practice.

As time stretched, we formed a threesome within the larger group of horny men getting each other off, apparently everyone participating in an unrestrained orgy, all of us having completely surrendered ourselves to the sensations of slutty male group sex. It was rare to be surrounded by such uninhibited lust, even as we kept our attention a bit more focused.

We began kissing, first as a pair, but soon, we moved into a position where our cocks and tongues were touching and sliding. The pleasure kept increasing, my mind feeling like it was bahis siteleri sliding into a honeyed paradise, only slowly realizing, again, that my cock was being sucked by a kneeling stranger. Of course I let him continue taking my cock into paradise. knowing that my partner could sense what was going on, as another man joined us.

A stranger that soon easily took two cocks into his mouth, leading me to wantonly kiss the other man being sucked. Kissing when so horny has its own special sloppiness, a loss of fine concentration on both sides demonstrating just how turned on each man is, tongues probing and swirling and darting, lips sliding and pressing. Such wet and open mouthed kissing is fairly easy to enjoy at the baths, if one has the least bit of luck and is open to group sex in a crowd, like today.

However, what had been a threesome shifted and reformed, as the man next to the kneeling cock sucker left, slowly pushing his way through the crowding bodies. Watching him open a path let me see more of the steamy action, including a man just starting to be fucked, his expression completely aroused as a cock entered his ass. My left hand slid between two pressed men to reach his jutting rod, playing with his horny dick as he began to be fucked deeper.

My palm slid down, extended fingers gliding over his balls before making a delicate approach to the cock that was fucking him. Anal sex is an area where I have been personally very consistent with condom use. Yet in a way that almost but not quite feels hypocritical, I make no judgment concerning other men having sex bareback, doing my best to turn them on before and during their fucking, too aroused by their having sex to restrain myself.

With my cock having been thoroughly coated in saliva, and probably pre-cum considering the delightful slipperiness, it was unsurprising how addictively seductive it felt when the cock sucker stood up, his cock touching mine as he turned to kiss me. We soon became utterly involved, to the extent that all of the other men in the steamroom became irrelevant, including the man to my right, who was still playing with my nipples and kissing my neck as my tongue entered another cock sucker’s willing mouth. By this point, everyone in steamroom was fantastically and thoroughly turned on, engaging in free male sex, beyond any ability to control themselves as temptation and satisfaction swept through the space.

Today the steamy space was darker than normal, the sheer number of bodies reducing the amount of available light, adding to the sensual attraction, sight becoming less prominent as the sensations of intimate contact increased in intensity. Darkness adds its own less than subtle attraction to sex, as was distinctly occurring to all of us. By this point, men could no longer move past, and none wanted to, as hands and mouths worked their magic, rigid cocks unable to resist whatever opportunities arose.

My newly discovered cock sucker went down on me again, and I had almost decided to open the popper’s bottle when his fingers touched my nipples, causing me to sigh in contentment, unable to concentrate on the effort to do a hit. Which turned out to be fortunate, as he slowly increased the pressure of his tweaking, the pleasure from his mouth keeping the intensity from his squeezing becoming painful, while becoming increasingly erotic.

As this continued his exquisite nipple pinching, it approached what S&M involves, to be honest, pain being irrelevant in the ongoing waves of sexual bliss arising from my cock being enhanced by his perfect control of my willing nipples. For the first time, this truly felt like what my bi S&M loving friend has described, letting him treat my nipples as toys under his complete control. He almost made me cum several times before I finally had to stop him, nipples on fire, desire no longer outweighing the pain.

He rose, kissing me passionately full on bahis ┼čirketleri the mouth, my hand reaching down to join our cocks as we melted into each other, making out cock to cock. As our kissing swirled and danced, our cocks pressing without needing a hand, my hands reached down to his ass, pulling him tighter, as we started humping. He began to play with my nipples again, slowly increasing the tension as heavenly sensation continued to overflow from the increasingly intense pinching, starting to feel like fire burning my nipples.

A fire that filled my mind with a desire to let it keep going, loving what we was doing to me, almost cumming at the thought of being such a S&M slut. Naked in so many ways, surrounded by equally naked potential or former partners, moaning, brought to the edge of orgasm by addictive pain. I stopped him, finally, wanting to concentrate on something less challenging.

Now, really going cock to cock, grinding each other with male strength, no gentleness needed, being turned on by matched masculine solidness, mouths tight. He bent down to blow my rod at least twice, adding to the lubrication of mixed spit and sweat and pre-cum before returning to kissing and sliding our shafts together. At some point, my finger found his quivering hole, making him groan as he slumped in bliss, finger sliding past his ass ring while thrusting against his cock. Finally, we broke apart, and he staggered off as I patted his ass, then following in his wake through the fully filled steamroom. surrounded by men having sex with other men.

After showering off, I went upstairs to the darkroom, discovering it to be fairly crowded- Going past the gloryholes, I laid out on platform, finding the nearest man’s cock in short order, He left after a bit, to be quickly replaced by another man, whose mouth find my cock before my questing fingers found his. Soon, we filled the space to our mutual satisfaction, his mouth alternating with my hand on my slippery shaft as I stroked his erect rod. Finally, our shifting positions brought his cock in reach of my tongue, prompting me to start to lick his shaft and balls.

He sighed in pleasure, head sinking between my legs, starting to teabag me, tongue bathing my balls. Soon, his finger began to slide along my now quite slippery crack, spreading his spit over my ass, teasing me as I started sucking his stiff cock. We continued like this for a while, a couple of men briefly adding to the pleasure before withdrawing again as we remain focused on each other.

He settled above me, extended cock becoming available as he continued to lightly finger my slick asshole in circles, the motion irresistible. I began to teabag him, bathing his balls. The ongoing pleasure and its temptations had settled into a stable balance, causing me to get the poppers ready. He had begun to settle down, making it a bit challenging to take a good hit. Though since he paused, I was able to close the bottle and keep it in hand before letting the rush carry me away, as my tongue began bathing my cocksucker’s hot ass.

At some point, he started teabagging me. Spreading my legs wider in invitation, I did another hit, feeling his tongue slide into my crack. We were soon totally lost in a dirty hot anal 69, both of us pulling the other closer, using upper body strength to pull against hips, pressing tongues pleasuring a will slut’s ass. When his mouth returned to my cock, I did another hit, still in control of orgasm, if not really anything else, tonguing a stranger’s sexy soft ass in the darkroom.

I was not the only one using rush in the extreme dimness, the sounds of group sex clear around me as I began to wetly lap his now pulsing hole. His legs spread wider, lowering him against my face, his hard cock rubbing along my chest. Now getting truly poppered up while rimming his yielding soft ring, swollen cock surrounded by his slippery wet lips at its base, being deepthroated, experiencing the bliss of being sucked off as orgasm rose and filled his mouth with hot cum, rimming him in time with each pumping jet, giving in yet another of the heavenly dirty temptations found at the baths.

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