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Then Revanna said, "Now crawl to me and when you reach me place your elbows on the floor and palms facing upwards and place your forehead on the floor and say - I'm your slut Sirâ€, I turned and found him halfway to the door.

Ron could feel the tightening of his balls. He knew that he wanted top empty himself inside her tight pussy the first time. He held her in place and rolled over, this placing her head at the end of the bed. He pulled his cock from her sweet mouth and turned as she was.

"Pick one out, and don't forget you haven't been given permission to talk yet," he commanded her. She blinked at him, taken aback by his tone.

Oh, that just wasn't playing fair, she whimpered in her mind.

â€œSlap her ass as you fuck her. She thinks she likes that.â€ Kevin told me.

Jane hears Jim and she is really glad to know that Jim can stay hard after cumming. The knowledge of that makes her wetter and more eager to get fucked.

After another silence, "There's a new club opening soon."

"Oh, that's wonderful, baby. I love how you suck me."

Cindy was froze in her tracks, she did not know what to do, or did she? She would proceed with the prayer meeting as planned every day this week too. That way she can have him do whatever she wants when she tells the hypocritical reverend Caldwell that she saw him and momma in his office that day.

I fed on her black soft breast flesh and my saliva was all over them making them shine in the sunlight.

"Which one did each of you fuck? Was it Helen or Margaret.

"And," she said, "I'll get you a rebound girlfriend. Someone who will lose interest in you in, um, two months? To ease our separation process."

Michelle had taken great pains to keep herself in shape. Her brown hair was still long and thick, her eyes still sparkled. Her face belied her 30 years, her breasts were still round and firm. Biking, walking and running had kept her legs toned and sleek and she still had the coppery skin-tone Craig had fallen in love with.

Adrian could feel her hot pussy stretching and yielding as he pressed deeper into her. Carole pressed against the bed as she felt him filling her with his hard cock. A long, low, whimper escaped from her lips, as she felt Adrian's cock sliding into her tight pussy. She could feel him piercing her and sinking deeper into her yielding wetness.

He poured the wine and returned to her. They sat on the couch and sipped the wine while they spoke of general things, then he took her glass and set them both on the table. He got up and put in a CD with soft sensual instrumental music. He returned and extended his hand to her. She stood and fell into his arms. He held her body close while they danced. His lips found her ear, kissing and nibbling softly. Her head fell to the side allowing him this gesture of enjoyment for both of them.

"Hey little lady, don't you look good enough to eat," she quipped shaking her head as if his words were so unbelievable. I could believe them but hearing Jenny say them and act so indignant was hilarious.

Jason walked to the front of the store where Leslie was at the cash register counting money and filling the tills. She looked up briefly and smiled, a wide toothy grin that was pleasing to the eye of every customer or friend who was the recipient. Leslie was well-liked in this town and was a friend to everyone whether she knew them or not. Jason had been her first and only hire when she started her business that lonely, sad spring of 2000. It had been only a few months after the sudden death of her husband and it had been six months since Jason lost his job due to down sizing. It had always been a dream of Leslie and her husband, Charles, to own their own business and Leslie wanted to keep his memory alive with that dream. She and Jason had been good friends in high school and continued to be friends thereafter. He was a natural choice to help her since he needed a job and she needed someone she could count on.

The whip cut across my ass again.

"Is he okay?" Kelly asked after she stopped laughing.

Shocked out of her drug induced sleep, she fought her bonds, and turned purple by trying to scream, only succeeding in choking on the water that had splashed into her mouth. She could not see and she was shaking with the combination of icy cold water cruelly tossed on her over heated flesh, and the terror of not being able to see or move away from her attacker. Amazingly enough Anna found she was actually becomming aroused by her vulnerability.

I told her that I still trusted her to look after herself but she did have to be careful not because she was my most valuable asset but because I loved her.

Dave was still in a state of disbelief but said, â€œOk, we can pick up Scott then run by the house so I can change and bring something for Lynn.â€

"Yeah, slacks, blouse, everything."

Joan just shrugged her shoulder and then followed Ben to his car, observing a very expensive luxury car. They were both quiet till they drove off the drive thru, "We could have this in the park, I just know the perfect spot," Ben said as he drove.

The excited Frank didn't last much longer than Jim. Soon Sally's tongue was taking another cum bath. The bottle neck was once again thrust into her sweet mouth like a glass cock and her mouth was rinsed clean for the third man in line.

Damien pulled back, wanting to see Amethyst's response, to see if she was as lost to her desire as she seemed. Amethyst was still pressed closely against him of her own violation begging for more, but her eyes were spitting daggers. "You bastard," she finally managed to throw at him.

"You like that, honey?" I asked.

"That first night at the university. In the parking lot. You asked me why?

You hump in and out a few times, and then slowly withdraw it all the way. You lean down and kiss each of my ass cheeks. That seems like an odd gesture to me. Almost like you were kissing the hurt away.

"If this was from seventy-two hours ago, then the killing would already have started," Batty said and turned away. "And unless I overlooked something, and I haven't, the man who made that log entry is neither tagged nor bagged, so if I had to make a guess about who it was that did this, I'd say it was him. Unless it was one of the ones without a head."

When time was short we found that a few minutes was easily enough time to hike my skirt up so that Michael could touch me and my nimble fingers could extract his penis from his fly. Remember the need for lack of underwear that I mentioned earlier? The feel of him in my hand became so familiar to me, and I adored wrapping my fingers firmly around his strong shaft, easing the skin slowly up and down, feeling the heat and strength of him radiating into my palm. I could tell from the subtlest of movements of his hips if he was nearing orgasm, sometime this meant that we had to stop, but if time and privacy permitted we would both look down so that we could watch his sperm jetting powerfully into the air as he came. Michael loved to show off, and would thrust his hips forwards as he came, trying to beat all previous records in terms of height, distance and volume. I learned how to flatter his male ego with little gasps of delight as the semen spurted, and exclamations such as, "Oh my God, Michael, look how much there is!" made him grow a foot taller (and perhaps an inch longer!). I am ashamed to say that at our tender and misguided age we got a wicked thrill from leaving his 'calling card' where it might be discovered, and we anointed park benches, alleyways, shop doorways, bus stops, you name it!

"Well then, don't look far. We have Jimmy here, he has western roots! And I am sure a big thing too!" He said, causing me a sudden feeling of awkwardness.

Later, I showered with all the guys and then went back to the house. I took their email addresses. I definitely wanted to keep in touch with these guys. That night, Tim introduced me to a world I didn't know existed. The world of straight-acting men who were gay or bisexual and had secret, all-male parties to satisfy the desires that society forced gay and bisexual males to repress. I was introduced to a new world and I loved it. I can't believe I wasted my time chasing females back in high school. Having sex with guys was fun and they didn't give me any drama. I was going to have myself a lot of fun when I went back to New York. Hooking up with brothers left and right. That's what's up. Holler! Note: Theres a small element of male-male contact in this story because it's something that really turns me on and I write for my own enjoyment as well as for others. So please don't mail me to object.

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